Chapter 917: The Sage's Handwriting
The momentum of the Cang tribe's extermination of the Jiang clan was extremely huge, attracting a lot of warriors to watch, and they stood a few kilometers away from the island in the middle of the lake.
Seeing that countless powerhouses of the Cang clan began to besiege the Jiang clan, these people spoke one after another.
"The Jiang clan is dead. ”
"I don't know if we can get a piece of the pie and find something good on the relics of the Jiang clan after the Cang clan leaves. ”
"Of course you can, the Cang clan has destroyed the Jiang clan, they will definitely not move the corpses of those Jiang people, and the treasures hidden in the Jiang people's people, the dignified Cang people naturally can't look down on those things...... No, it's ours. ”
These onlookers were extremely cold and even excited, intending to make a fortune from the dead.
While the men were discussing, the two young men walked to the edge of the lake.
"Hey, boy, what are you doing?"
When someone saw this scene, they thought that these two young men were also here to make a fortune from the dead, so they scolded them sharply.
Boom!
But before the man's words fell, his body suddenly trembled and he fell to the ground.
At this time, a young man with snow-white hair among the two people slowly turned his head.
"You want to make a fortune from a dead man, but unfortunately you are not the one who made a fortune, but the dead man. ”
Standing proudly on the lake, Chu Fan opened his mouth indifferently.
"My lord, the Cang clan is too presumptuous, I am willing to take action for my lord. ”
Respectfully came to Chu Fan's side, looking at the Cang clan who were recklessly besieging the island in the middle of the lake, Kunlun Zhenjun asked for help.
Chu Fan nodded slightly, this Cang clan is indeed presumptuous.
With Chu Fan's approval, Kunlun Zhenjun jumped to the front of the island in the middle of the lake.
"Little thing, get out!"
"Daring, who are you, this is the ...... of my Cang clan"
After seeing Chu Fan, some Cang people who were about to break into the island in the middle of the lake to kill immediately scolded Kunlun Zhenjun.
"Little things?"
Hearing this, Kunlun Zhenjun, who had lived for five hundred years, laughed, and his mood was extremely complicated.
The next moment, before these people could react, Kunlun Zhenjun appeared in front of them.
Boom, boom, these people fell to the ground.
Don't look at the large number of people in the Cang clan, and there are not a few strong people, but in the eyes of the Kunlun True Monarch at the peak of the ninth-order quasi-saint, it is not worth mentioning.
Standing on the shore of the lake, Chu Fan raised his right hand and directly detained the great elder of the Cang clan, Cangyang Zhou.
Cangyang Zhou shook his head, slowly opened his eyes, a little confused, originally he was under the command of his subordinates, and he was about to attack the Jiang clan, but suddenly the sky was dark.
"Hades...... Hades?!"
Sobering up a little, Cangyangzhou saw Chu Fan and let out a surprised shout, very surprised.
"Hmph, it really didn't take any effort to come, you actually came to die by yourself?"
In Cangyang Zhou's heart, he also regarded Chu Fan as an ordinary ninth-order quasi-saint, and he was a strong man at the peak of the ninth-order quasi-saint.
"Where is Zhao Yuyue?"
Standing proudly with his hands, Chu Fan opened his mouth indifferently.
Boom!
Originally, he wanted to be arrogant, but when he heard Chu Fan's words, Cangyangzhou's legs went straight weak and he knelt in front of Chu Fan.
Chu Fan didn't show any holy power at all, and Cangyang Zhou couldn't even bear a single look from him.
"You ......"
Looking at Chu Fan, Cangyang Zhou said in a trembling voice.
"Are you...... False Saint ...... Or ......?"
The last two words, Cangyangzhou is absolutely unspeakable.
Sage!
O saint!!
Cangyang Zhou, as the Great Elder of the Cang Clan, and a powerhouse at the peak of the Ninth Order Quasi-Saint, is already regarded as the pinnacle of the ancient martial arts world.
But he is not stupid, just one look can make him unable to control his body and kneel on the ground.
Chu Fan's cultivation must be above the ninth-order quasi-saint!
"The Lord of the Snow Spirit Hall is ...... now At...... Our Cang headquarters. ”
Cangyang Zhou faced Chu Fan, and he didn't even have the courage to tell lies, and directly told Chu Fan everything he knew.
"Cang Clan?"
Hearing this, Chu Fan raised his eyebrows, and he already had a decision in his heart.
On the other side, Kunlun Zhenjun had also dealt with all the people of the Cang clan, leaving only the people of the Jiang clan with a surprised face.
It took a long time for them to find Chu Fan standing in the distance.
"You go back to the Hades Palace first, and I'll take care of something. ”
Chu Fan said to Kunlun Zhenjun, and then stepped into the air and headed towards the headquarters of the Cang clan.
As Chu Fan left, Jiang Taiyuan, the elder of the Jiang clan, and Old Man Jiang disappeared together.
Hundreds of years ago, the Cang tribe slaughtered thousands of people from the Jiang tribe, and today if the Cang people are presumptuous......
"Flying through the sky?"
"Flying through the sky?"
Seeing Chu Fan walking in the air, those onlookers were completely stunned and knelt on the ground one after another.
"Saint?"
"That's a living saint!"
These people were all stunned, they never thought that in this world, there would be an existence of the level of a saint.
......
Chu Fan Tengyun walked towards the headquarters of the Cang clan, and next to him were the old lady Jiang and Jiang Taiyuan who looked confused.
"Xiao Fan, you have become a saint!?"
Old Man Jiang was completely stunned, in his heart, let alone a saint, even if he was a quasi-saint, he was already high.
As for the saints, they can't believe it.
As for Jiang Taiyuan, the elder of the Jiang clan, he was even more shocked, as a core member of the thousand-year-old Jiang clan, he had lived for hundreds of years.
Jiang Taiyuan knows the horror of saints even more!
"It's been more than a thousand years. ”
Jiang Taiyuan's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and he was extremely emotional.
He has seen countless strong men who have paid too much price for sanctification, only to have no bones left.
Sanctification has been almost everyone's dream for thousands of years, but it is also the nightmare of all the top powerhouses, and no one has ever succeeded.
But now, thousands of years later, a saint has finally appeared.
And it's such a young man, if it weren't for the fact that he was still on the clouds now, I wouldn't believe it if he was killed.
"The strongest man in the ancient martial arts world. ”
Jiang Taiyuan opened his mouth with great reverence, now, Chu Fan is a well-deserved number one powerhouse in the ancient martial arts world.
Originally, Jiang Taiyuan was still worried about the Nine Heavens Holy Land?
The Nine Heavens Holy Land occupied nearly four-fifths of the territory of the Ancient Martial Realm in a few days, and it seemed that it would be able to dominate the Ancient Martial Realm.
Now, Chu Fan has become holy, and the Nine Heavens Holy Land is nothing.
"There, there is the headquarters of the Cang Clan. ”
This time he came to the headquarters of the Cang clan, and Chu Fan took Cangyang Zhou to lead the way.
Standing on the clouds trembling at this moment, Cangyangzhou trembled and pointed to a large ancient building complex in front of him.
The Cang clan is built under a mountain peak, and on the peak, there is a huge Cang character, revealing the extraordinaryness of the Cang clan.
There is a faint trace of sainthood in the words, which is actually the handwriting of a saint.
It turned out that this Cangzi was written by the founder of the Cang tribe, a saint.
With this one word alone, the Cang clan crushed ninety percent of the great forces in the ancient martial arts world.
There have been saints, which many forces cannot fight.
also because of this "Cang" character, it scared away many enemies of the Cang clan.
Chu Fan looked at the word "Cang" carved on the cliff, a hint of evil smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly made a move and slapped forward with one palm!