Chapter 500

Outside Bai Yujing City, Ring Expressway.

A black off-road vehicle was like a ghost in the darkness, tearing through the night, speeding towards Bai Yujing City at a very high speed.

"Master, you let that brat run away?"

Just at this moment, in the passenger seat, a girl with double ponytails turned her head, her gaze clear as water.

"Wu Wei Sect Master..."

"South Zhang remnant..."

At this time, a middle-aged man in the back seat was closing his eyes to rest, murmuring in his mouth, unable to see joy or anger, a pair of hands with knuckles appearing exceptionally thick in the interweaving of light and dark, as if containing the power to collapse mountains and crack stones.

Fan Fan Lingzhou, this red man in front of Jiang Your Majesty of the Daoist Alliance General Association, came from thousands of miles away to Bai Yujing, didn't expect to try his hand, but didn't take down that young man.

This is truly a bit beyond his expectations.

You must know, Fan Fan Lingzhou's identity, if it were in ancient times, that would be an imperial envoy, one word like law, heavier than a thousand pounds, although the person hadn't arrived, the divine power had already arrived.

Let alone a rising star, ordinary experts would have long turned into a dry corpse under his Taixu Illusion.

"Zhang Fan..." Fan Fan Lingzhou read this name in a low voice, the corners of his mouth pulling out a cold arc: "Actually more capable than his father."

He cast his gaze at the blurry night scene flying backward outside the car window, as if falling into some kind of memory.

That year, chasing and killing Zhang Lingzong, he also participated; at that time he was still young, it was just such a man, clearly similar in age to him, but the weather was shocking to the mundane, often able to find that line of vitality in the place of absolute death.

Tough like hundred-tempered steel, slippery like a carp in the river.

Heavy tribulations like mountain passes, passes difficult to cross like dangerous shoals, it was precisely because of such an experience that the Great Lingzong King who was famous in the world was created.

"Master, compared to the Great Lingzong King of that year, how is this person now?"

Just at this moment, the girl in the front row asked.

"The cultivation of Zhang Lingzong of that year couldn't compare to this cub of his, and precisely because of this, a moment of negligence, not enough attention, failed to exhaust all efforts to strangle him in the bud, letting him become a climate, now entrenched in Mount Ailao Mountain, tail too big to be dropped," Fan Fan Lingzhou said in a deep voice.

That year, if he had directly dispatched an expert of the Guan Master level like him, how could Zhang Lingzong have lived until now, and there wouldn't have been a remnant like Zhang Fan!

Don't forget the past, the teacher of the future; dealing with the son of that man, absolutely cannot repeat the same mistakes!

Must be before his wings are full, with the momentum of thunder, crush him completely.

This is the purpose of Fan Fan Lingzhou's trip.

"Wu Wei Sect... the cub of that man actually became the Wu Wei Sect Master..." cold light surged in Fan Fan Lingzhou's eyes.

Although he knew that that young man was not yet the true Wu Wei Sect Master, but with such a sign, with such a name, he shouldn't exist in the world.

"Master, is the news on Xiaodao App credible? Yesterday I saw the headline saying Li Li Changsheng... Senior Li Yi is also the Wu Wei Sect Master?"

The double-ponytail girl asked seriously, brilliance of thinking flashing in her eyes.

"Master, Senior Li Yi wouldn't really be the Wu Wei Sect Master!?"

"Are you brainless!?" Fan Fan Lingzhou rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Master said I am brainless, then I must be." The girl answered seriously.

"..."

Fan Fan Lingzhou remained silent, suddenly, he looked out the window, as if sensing something, or perhaps simply felt that the speed of this steel cage restricted his actions.

"Too slow."

He spat out three words lightly.

The next moment, accompanied by a deafening loud noise, the left door of the sturdy off-road vehicle exploded outward, twisted metal fragments splashing, the cold chill of the deep night accompanied by the wild wind instantly poured into the car.

Boom...

Fan Fan Lingzhou's figure stepped out of the speeding vehicle like a ghost.

He didn't fall, his feet as if stepping on invisible stairs, his robe rustling in the wild wind, airflow circling around his body, looking extremely like the legendary riding the wind and controlling Qi.

With just one step, his figure merged into the vast night and disappeared, leaving only the two terrified people in the car, and the off-road vehicle still speeding on the highway.

Bai Yujing City, South Suburb River Beach.

The night was dim, the eerie moonlight shone on the turbid and surging river, reflecting countless ripples.

The river wind carried water vapor and chill, blowing Zhang Fan's robe corners.

He stood alone by the abandoned pier, under his feet was slippery silt and broken rubble.

"Should have come."

Zhang Fan looked into the distance, unable to see a figure in the dim night.

This is the agreed contact point, and also one of the channels in the plan to secretly send him out of Bai Yujing.

Logically speaking, Sui Brother Chunsheng should have arrived long ago.

"Can't wait anymore."

Zhang Fan frowned; he had waited for nearly two hours, the Daoist Alliance's reaction speed exceeded his expectations, and if he waited any longer, I'm afraid the other party would catch up.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan stamped his foot and turned to leave.

Hum...

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air was sharp and ear-piercing, tearing through the vast night, breaking through the air.

Zhang Fan looked up violently, and saw two black shadows like stones thrown by great force, carrying a shrill wind, drawing a scarlet parabola, and falling heavily into the mud before him.

In an instant, mud and water splashed.

Those were two human heads!

Bloody, the broken neck was uneven, clearly torn off alive by brute force, the rain washed the dirty blood, quickly staining the surrounding ground red.

Zhang Fan looked at those two heads, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The one on the left, face thin, cheekbones high, even if dead, eyes still wide open, remaining with shock, anger, and unwillingness.

Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping'an!

The one on the right, much younger, face revealing vigorous spirit, none other than Sui Brother Chunsheng.

Two heads, lying side by side in the mud, silently telling the cruelest reality.

"Roar..."

Looking at those bloody heads, a low roar like a wild beast came from Zhang Fan's throat, his eyes filled with bloodshot in an instant, his whole body's aura surging violently uncontrollably, the mud under his feet actually being shaken and slightly sinking!

A burst of indescribable rage and sorrow erupted from the bottom of his heart like a volcano.

"Young man, it seems you are very satisfied with this farewell gift."

Suddenly, a voice carrying deep sarcasm rang out from the other side of the river beach.

In the wind and rain, a figure slowly appeared, as if he had always been standing there, merging with the night.

"Daoist Alliance people..."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, his tone eerie, killing intent that couldn't be hidden erupting in his eyes.

"Introduce myself, my name is Fan Fan Lingzhou."

The person whispered, blocking the path Zhang Fan originally planned to escape, his gaze indifferently sweeping over those two heads, finally falling on Zhang Fan, who had an eerie expression, the corners of his mouth hooking into a cruel arc.

Fan Fan Lingzhou, just this name made Zhang Fan's gaze jump, quickly calming down.

He had already heard this name from Wu Wu Qingnang.

The red man beside Jiang Your Majesty!

A great expert of the Guan Master realm!!

"Met on the road, so solved it easily," Fan Fan Lingzhou looked at those two heads and said indifferently: "Can be considered finding a companion for you on the road, so you won't be too lonely."

"Guan Master realm, bullying a junior?" Zhang Fan said coldly.

"You are not a junior," Fan Fan Lingzhou shook his head and smiled: "Although your climate is not yet formed, after all, you are the Wu Wei Sect Master."