"Boom~"

Broken wood flew horizontally, stairs pierced, and a spiritual weapon like a cooked copper rod pierced out and shot out.

At the moment when the cooked copper stick pierced through the hole, countless pieces of wood flew towards the four walls, the ground, and the people standing in the hall.

The fierce wind overturned the tables, chairs and benches, and directly below, several floor tiles were turned up, looking like a giant elephant trampling over.

"Don't ......"

"That's the boss......"

The old man and the thin monkey, who were staggered by the vibration of the entire staircase, woke up instantly when they saw this scene, and they didn't care that they were about to come into close contact with the ground, and shouted.

Listening to the ears, the son of the thin monkey, the young fellow was stunned for a moment, the legendary boss?

As soon as he stabilized his body, he saw a scene that surprised him even more.

"What a majesty!"

Zhang Fan turned a blind eye to the cooked copper rod that was rightly smashed into his chest, and praised it with a smile.

It is indeed a good majesty, although the person who made the shot is still hidden behind the stairs and cannot see his true face, but under the investigation of his divine sense, there is naturally nothing to hide, but it is just a cultivation in the later stage of foundation building.

This kind of cultivation can burst out with the strength of almost the Great Perfection of Foundation Building under a single blow, which is extraordinary.

What's more, Zhang Fan clearly felt a kind of madness and domineering in this blow, and the spirit of pulling out the weeping willows.

Of course, it is only temperament, if you talk about strength, in front of Zhang Fan now, it is not worth mentioning, even twenty years ago, it was not in his eyes.

Three fingers poked out, and the flowers were generally placed on the cooked copper stick, and there was no action of condensing, and the cooked copper stick seemed to be directly pressed by the mountain, and it could not be advanced again.

The huge aura burst out, and the stick body instinctively trembled, but it was like a snake that had been pinched by seven inches, and it could not escape.

"Not bad!"

Zhang Fan praised, a faint red spread out along his fingers, and instantly spread all over the entire cooked copper stick, this time, the spirit weapon was suppressed inside, and the control was cut off outside, and the cooked copper stick writhing like a living thing in his hand suddenly quieted down.

At the same time, the breeze blew unprovokedly, and the aura gathered and condensed, like an invisible palm, returning all the sputtered fragments, overturned tables and chairs, and flying floor tiles to their places.

The old man and the thin monkey, whose half-tilted bodies seemed to be fixed by shackles in an instant, could no longer move a little, and were slowly supported.

At that moment, it was as if time had gone backwards, but in an instant, except for the open staircase that could not be restored, everything else was as before.

At this time, the young man happened to look over, and only when he saw this could he understand the meaning of the words that his father, the thin monkey, and the old man in charge of the shopkeeper had been talking about all day long:

"If only the boss were still around!"

With such a character here, what trouble can't be solved?

The young man's heart, which was already desperate, suddenly rekindled hope like a fireplace with new firewood.

After all, Zhang Fan didn't know how to read minds, so he naturally didn't know how to use a little means, so his status in the eyes of a young man was infinitely raised, so he just swept the cooked copper stick in his hand, smiled slightly, and threw it casually.

This is the first time that someone has been attacked with a spirit weapon that he has refined, and it is really interesting.

This cooked copper stick, which is going back and forth, is exactly what he personally refined and left in the store to sell, and now it seems that the old man in charge of the shopkeeper has also made a good deal with it.

"Reiki Shackles!"

A rough voice exclaimed from the hole pierced through the hole of the cooked copper stick, and it was the person who shot before.

"You ...... thing"

"Ahem, boss, huh?"

With a flick of the brass stick, a tall figure squeezed down from the staircase.

"What a big man!"

Anyone who sees the true face of this "cooked copper stick" will inevitably admire it in their hearts.

This person's height and Zhang Fan's knot doppelganger seem to be at least one and a half heads taller than ordinary people, and the burly is even better, and the shoulders are not as wide as the current thin monkey, but the difference is that the muscles are all over the body, like an iron pimple.

At this time, the tall man was holding a cooked copper stick in one hand and touching his bare head awkwardly with the other, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Niu Meng, this is what we often call the boss, come and see it. ”

The old man in charge of the shopkeeper, who had regained his footing, pushed the big man in front of him and said.

"Oh!"

At first glance, Niu Meng, who was extremely honest, stepped forward obediently, threw the cooked copper stick, and saluted: "I called Niu Meng, and I saluted the boss's seniors." ”

He didn't forget the word senior, and Zhang Fan's aura shackles seemed to have left a deep impression on him.

Zhang Fan helped him and said with a smile: "Niu Meng, you are good." ”

It is estimated that he has not been praised much, Zhang Fan's understatement is good, and it immediately made this rough man blush, just like Shi Dankou.

"Boss, you're back. ”

"I want to die of a skinny monkey!"

At this time, a fat body squeezed over, and I don't know where the strength came from, but it squeezed the rock-like cow aside, and a fat face suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

"Okay, Skinny Monkey, you are so blessed that you even have a son. ”

Zhang Fan laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Hehe, son, come and see the boss. ”

The thin monkey sneered, made a casual move, and continued: "Boss, this is the son of the thin monkey, the big Hou Ze, you just call him the little monkey." ”

"Little monkey?"

Zhang Fanwan smiled, nodded at him, and casually introduced the black and white rats to them, which immediately surprised them.

Obediently, the highest force of the Banxian Hall a moment ago was Niu Meng, the late stage of foundation building, this is good, let's get married to the Dan Sect Master, and see who dares to make trouble.

In the hearts of everyone, they were suddenly settled.

"Boss, don't stand here, let's talk upstairs. ”

The old man in charge of the shopkeeper was a little old-fashioned, and when he saw that everyone was so happy that he forgot it, he actually recounted the old in this lobby and hurriedly reminded him.

...... Half an hour later, on the second floor, Zhang Fan slowly tasted the fragrant tea, his face was calm, but there was an invisible, indescribable breath revealed, like the air pressure before the storm, which overwhelmed everyone.

Whether it was the black and white rat with the highest cultivation, or the cow fierce with thick nerves, he couldn't help but close his mouth and didn't dare to say more, and wiped the sweat on his forehead from time to time.

After Zhang Fan took a sip, he put down the fragrant tea and asked calmly, "Is that all?"

"It's gone, that's it!"

Even the old man who was in charge of the matter, at this time, he was sticky, and he was in a cold sweat.

While wiping it unnoticed, he sighed in his heart, he really deserves to be a Sect Master of Jiedan, it's not so terrifying, if it really fights, I don't know how terrible it is?

"Humph!"

"It's not a small amount of courage!"

Zhang Fan smiled coldly, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Listening to the old man in charge, this matter is not a day or two, strictly speaking, it has to start from ten years ago.

Zhang Fan left the impression on the people on Yishi Island that his strength was at least at least the realm of Yudan, and he didn't like to show up, so he didn't even really show up on the opening day.

It is normal for an immortal cultivator of this level to retreat for three or five years, so in the first few years, the Banxian Hall was calm and calm, and no one came to touch the tiger's buttocks.

When this calm lasted until ten years, some colleagues who were resentful and jealous of the Banxian Tang business were a little ready to move.

It's been ten years, who knows if that master is still there?

As soon as this thought was born, it was like a cat's paw scratching, and I couldn't hold it down any longer, and I barely waited for another five years, but there was still no movement, and now I finally couldn't help it, and began to try, ready to take risks.

It is already a miracle that a person who has never shown his face can shock the neighborhood for fifteen years, and one cannot but admire the patience of the nearby shop owners.

Fortunately, the old man in charge of the shopkeeper was really cunning, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he immediately made a decision, and used the cooked copper stick, a middle-level spiritual weapon refined by Zhang Fan at will, as bait, and chose thousands of choices, and found Niu Meng, an honest and honest bodyguard who was righteous to come to see the home nursing home.

The first time the peer stores made a move, they were very cautious, but it was just a temptation.

That kind of small role, where is the fierce opponent of the bull, you know, he can live two moves with Zhuji Dacheng, and after getting the cooked copper stick, he is even more powerful.

This time it was like knocking a gopher, and he beat the opponents down.

However, the old man in charge and the thin monkey were not careless, everyone knew that a foundation-level immortal cultivator did not have enough deterrence, and the temptation after that would definitely not be less.

Sure enough, in the next five years, all kinds of temptations and troubles emerged one after another, making the lack of combat power of the Banxian Tang unable to cope, and it has reached its peak in the last month, and the mountain rain is coming, even the immortal cultivators on the entire Yishi Island have felt it, otherwise there will be no such scene of doors, this is afraid of affecting the pond fish!

Now, the foundation of the Banxian Hall has been thoroughly explored, and a mere immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building wants to protect such a big business, how is it possible?

It is precisely because of this environment that the previous scene was caused.

"Now that the owner is back, it's all gone. ”

In the end, the old man of the shopkeeper concluded with this sentence, and the whole person relaxed, the twenty years of support, the means of the strength is like that, almost, it can't support Zhang Fan to come back, and now he finally puts down the burden and is relaxed.

"It's all gone?"

"It's not that easy!"

Zhang Fan said with a sneering face, making trouble, tempting, stealing business, and breaking my foundation...... Is it so easy to pass?

His meaning is very clear, the old man and the thin monkey have not reacted yet, the face of the little monkey has shown an excited look, since he is sensible, the semi-idle hall has always been stormy, and now that the Optimus Pillar is back, it is finally time to raise his eyebrows.

At this moment, the noise came faintly from downstairs.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and stood up suddenly.

"Just in time!"

(To be continued)