The breeze in the lotus pond is blowing, and the water is rippling, but it can't blow away the tense atmosphere on the field.

"What are you, why did you kill so many of us?" said a warrior on Tang Street on the west bank.

What are you, not swearing, but really hard to identify whether the man who suddenly appeared in Liantang is a human or a stranger?

The man standing on the lotus leaf still maintained absolute indifference in the face of the twenty blood-changing stage martial artists.

This made Zhou Fan faintly vigilant, if this man sensed their realm, but did not have any fear, it meant that he was likely to be confident that he could deal with twenty blood-changing stage martial artists.

"This is the territory of my master, and if you dare to set foot here without our permission, you will die. The man said.

"I thought you wouldn't dare to come in again, but who knew that you would come in again today, so I'll take some time to take off your heads and send you back. ”

He also has a master?

Zhou Fan and the others looked around vigilantly to prevent other things from sneaking up.

The blood-exchanging martial artists who were able to come to Liantang didn't know how much risk they had experienced, and they always remembered that fighting with strange people was a very dangerous thing.

"Are you a human charm?" another warrior asked in a loud voice, "What basis do you have for saying that this is the territory of your master? We have been begging for a life here for so long, but we have never heard of the saying that there is still a master in Qiliantang." ”

They did not make a move because they were cautious in their hearts, and there was no need to risk them until they knew the identity of the enemy.

They don't want to break the stalemate easily.

"I'm not a human charm. The man chuckled and shook his head, he shook the jade flute in his right hand, "I haven't spoken to anyone for a long time, and your twenty strength is not bad, so I'm willing to tell you." ”

"The Seven Lotus Pond has always belonged to my master, but when my master is sleeping, we will not easily come out of it, and you will not dare to enter it...... No, the humans who entered it died at our hands. ”

Inside?us?

Zhou Fan's mind turned quickly, 'we' means that there is more than one of them, what will 'inside' refer to?

Soon Zhou Fan thought that the only place that humans in Liantang did not dare to enter was the Gui District, and this strange thing came from the Gui District!

"Are you from the Gui District?" It was not only Zhou Fan who could think of this, but many martial artists thought of it, and some people suddenly screamed.

Their pupils slowly contracted, and the area was definitely a forbidden place for Si'antang Street.

There are brave blood-exchanging martial artists who dare to venture into the Ren District, but they will never dare to enter the Gui District, and they will never be able to get out of that place if they enter.

But I've never heard of any great monsters coming out of it, if this monster really came from the Decay District...... They felt a little cold for no reason.

"Sort of. The lotus-leaved man nodded lightly and acknowledged, "But that's just what you humans call it there, and we've always called it the Sleeping Land, because the master is sleeping there, so we call it that." ”

Sleeping?

Zhou Fan silently remembered what the man said, which may be very useful information.

"You humans always like to divide a certain place or strange thing into how many districts, and what level they are divided into, and so on, it's really boring. The man standing on the lotus leaf had a helpless expression, "But it's just wishful thinking on the part of you humans." ”

"Not to mention the division of territory, how much do you know about our weirdness? Even we don't know ourselves. ”

"Then what level of weirdness do we humans classify you, is it high or low?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

He was testing this strange message.

The man on the lotus leaf glanced at Zhou Fan and smiled: "You guys are going around, in fact, you just want to confirm my identity, but I don't want to tell you clearly." ”

"By the way, a hundred years ago, I learned from a human warrior I killed about your human beings doing the same kind of research as me. ”

"You humans have classified me as a black evil. ”

Black-Evil!

The faces of the twenty people, including Zhou Fan, changed greatly, they thought that this strange monster would be bloody, or even white-blooded!

But I never thought that it would be a black evil level, a black evil level weird, even if they had twenty blood-changing martial artists, but after the first battle, there might not be many people who survived.

The artificial classification of weird people can sometimes be wrong, but even if it is ridiculously bad, the black evil level is the black evil level, and it will never be comparable to the white evil level weird.

They were all experienced blood-exchange stage martial artists, and they resisted the urge to disperse and flee for their lives, but instead stood stiffly on the boat, looking at the man on the lotus leaf.

Zhou Fan also felt bad in his heart, with his current strength, he would not be afraid of the general white demon level, but he might not be able to cope with the black demon level.

"Are you scared?" The man's turquoise eyes swept over Zhou Fan's twenty people one by one, and he said with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to be afraid, I'm not as strong as you think." ”

"I won't mention what you humans call me, but you can guess that you humans call me the weakest and strongest Black-Evil. ”

The weakest Black Demon class?

The strongest Black Demon level?

How could such a contradictory description come to the same weirdness?

Zhou Fan and they were slightly stunned, they had read a lot of classics, if it was a strange thing recorded in the classics, most of them would remember it, unless it was a new weirdness, but he claimed to have existed a hundred years ago, then he was......

The knowledge learned by the twenty blood exchange stage martial artists will not be the same if they have experienced different experiences, but because of this, the scattered knowledge of the twenty people is extensive enough, and perhaps some people have heard the information that they are both the weakest and the strongest black evil level.

Zhou Fan didn't remember that any of the Black Demon Rank had been described like this, but five of the other nineteen people recalled it a little and exclaimed almost at the same time: "You are Tan Lianjun!"

There were three more people who were reminded of the words of the five, and one of them was Wu Gaoxuan.

Zhou Fan could clearly see that Wu Gaoxuan's customary lowered eyelids were completely raised, and his face showed a look of horror, "That's right, it's Tan Lianjun! ”

"Not bad. The man on the lotus leaf smiled and applauded, "You humans do call me my kind like this, but Tan Lianjun is just the name of our race, just like the general name of you humans, in fact, my master gave me a name, but this name is not to be said." ”

"In this situation where there are no two Tan Lianjun, you call me Tan Lianjun, and I accept it. ”

"Lianjun Chen, we will leave here immediately, and we will not let our boat enter the lotus pond in the future. Someone on the boat on Tang Street on the south bank said urgently.

"It's late, I don't believe you humans will follow the rules, and there is no need for you to follow our rules, just come in and kill. Chen Lianjun's words were understated.

"There is only one possibility for you to get out, and that is to twist your heads off, and I will let the boat help you get out!"

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