Chapter 1037 What Can You Do About Me

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In the dark dungeon, a loud noise suddenly sounded, Shangguan Feixiong carried a scarlet long sword and rushed in, his eyes were about to crack, his red eyes seemed to be searching for some rare treasure, scanning fiercely. Everything here. Finally, the hungry eyes settled on a figure, but it was Zhuo Fan, who was leisurely and contented below.

"How about it, I said that Shangguan Patriarch was the first to arrive on time, you lost, Brother Wu!" With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan didn't seem surprised by his appearance, but looked at Wu Qingqiu, lightly Laugh out loud: "I am willing to admit defeat, you owe me one thing to do!"

Helplessly shrugging, Wu Qingqiu burst into laughter: "Okay, as long as it doesn't violate my Taoism, anything is fine, Brother Zhuo, but please tell me!"

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However, Zhuo Fan didn't wait for him to speak again, but when he heard a loud noise, Shangguan Feixiong jumped in front of the two, and the bluestone floor under his feet was also trampled, staring at Zhuo Fan with burning eyes Don't let go: "Yah, you bastard, you Gu Yifan, you are very leisurely, but you are about to kill Laozi!"

"Patriarch Shangguan, why did you say this?" Zhuo Fan asked knowingly with a frown.

His face twitched slightly, and Shangguan Feixiong immediately raised the scarlet long sword, staring at Zhuo Fan, and asked the teacher: "Stinky boy, don't pretend to be confused, you still ask me why I said this? I also want to ask you, what's going on?"

"What's the matter, isn't this the Heavenly Sword of your noble family, it's well maintained, and it's shiny!"

"I bother!"

Shangguan Feixiong was furious, and immediately spit out a saliva at Zhuo Fan, but who knew that when he hit the barrier, his brain bounced back, and his face was covered with smear. His own spittle splashed his face, but it was so splashed that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Can't help laughing, Zhuo Fan waved his hand noncommittally: "Patriarch Shangguan, why is there so much anger, no matter what, we have cooperated sincerely!"

"I'm going to cooperate with your grandma, I..."

Shangguan Feixiong scolded, and when he was about to spit Zhuo Fan again, his saliva came to his mouth. When he remembered the situation just now, he suddenly shut his mouth and swallowed it again.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingqiu on the side couldn't help lowering his head and laughing again and again, while looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, he also secretly admired.

Who said that Longyou shoal was played by shrimps? This dragon is a dragon, and it will not change wherever it goes. Even if Brother Zhuo was sealed and became a prisoner, he still had the upper hand in negotiating with the head of the first family in Dongzhou!

On the contrary, it is the number one in Dongzhou who seems to have no confidence in the face of a young junior like Zhuo Fan, hehehe...

With his hands on his chest, Wu Qingqiu watched the good show with such a smile on his face, Zhuo Fan also smiled lightly, pointed to the void in front of him very kindly, and reminded: "Patriarch Shangguan, I am now a prisoner of Haimingzong. , the safety of life is protected by this barrier that holds prisoners. At this time, any personal attacks you make against me are invalid. If you really want to beat me, just like Miss Murong, go and ask Sect Master Ling to remove this barrier. The barrier is gone, or you can break the barrier yourself. I think with your skill, you will be able to do it. It’s just so rude to destroy someone’s cell without the owner’s consent. It fits your status as the head of the first family in Dongzhou!"

"Uh... Gu Yifan, are you in jail or are you staying in an inn? This cell barrier is clearly set up to imprison you. How can you say it out of your mouth, as if to protect your safety, but you are the master here. Isn't it? Where did you get such a sense of superiority?"

Looking deeply at Zhuo Fan's indifferent smile, and even the smile was full of ridicule, Shangguan Feixiong couldn't help but twitch his face and was completely speechless.

With a smirk, Zhuo Fan stretched out a hand and grabbed it slowly in the void, his eyes flickered, and he said noncommittally: "No matter where I am, as long as everything is under my control, I am the master. Just like now, You say that the cell is keeping me, but in my opinion, the person who is really locked in the cell is not the Shangguan Patriarch? At least I am here, I can do whatever I want, and I have a beautiful wife to accompany. But the Shangguan Patriarch wants to beat I, or take my anger out, but there is still a layer of barrier. Hehehe... At this time, I will send you five words, what can you do to me?"

"Do you think...Which of us is more like in a prison cell?" Taking a deep look at him, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but slightly raised his brows, and then turned to walk towards Queer who was accompanying Chu Qingcheng, laughing and laughing. : "Que'er, you're much better than me when you comb your mother's hair. It's the first time we've done this kind of thing, so why is there such a big gap?"

"That's because we're girls?"

"Why, is this also a talent?"

"Calculate!"

...

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Shangguan Feixiong saw that Zhuo Fan was so at ease in prison, he suddenly felt that this kid was right, and he seemed to be more restrained outside.

Who the hell is locked up? The outside is like a prisoner, and it is impossible to beat this kid. The people inside are free and happy, and they are so angry that I am half dead. What is going on?

Unconsciously, Shangguan Feixiong felt that when he hit this kid in the face, he seemed to be crushed to death by this kid, and he couldn't help himself. His monstrous anger could not be sent to him at all.

It seems that at the beginning of the fight, this anger can only be endured by oneself, but it is self-indulgent!

After thinking for a while, Shangguan Feixiong tried his best to calm himself down, no matter how angry he was, it would be useless to save his Divine Sword, so he took a deep breath, showed an indifferent expression, and looked at Zhuo Fan faintly.

: "Gu Yifan, don't pretend to be confused with me, I think you should know why I was so angry just now. This soaring sword is the treasure of our Dongzhou. We agreed at the beginning, we will cooperate with you in action, you Return the sword to us..."

"Yeah, I gave it to you, isn't that what you have?"

"But what you returned was a piece of scrap iron!"

Unable to help his neck, Shangguan Feixiong immediately shouted: "What's the matter if you seal the sword spirit, the old man is planning to use it to fight the undefeated sword master. It's alright now, don't fight, just die, Aren't you hurting me?"

Raising his brows slightly, Zhuo Fan pouted his lips disdainfully: "Even if you rush up with the Soaring Sword, you are going to die. Now you don't have to go and save your life, you should thank me!"

"Thank you for your ass, my soaring sky sword has passed through your hands and turned into scrap iron, do you still have any reason?"

Can't help biting his teeth, Shangguan Feixiong threw the sword and said viciously: "Anyway, you unsealed the sword for me today, otherwise, hum..."

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However, at this moment, before he could finish his words, a loud bang sounded again, and a group of high-level officials from various states finally filed in after him, all crowding into this dungeon.

He raised his eyes and glanced at everyone, and then turned to look at Shangguan Feixiong in front of him, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing lightly, and said faintly: "Patriarch Shangguan, let's be honest, in order to win this sky-high sword from Shangguan Feiyun , I did seal its sword spirit. Before I left, I was in a hurry to return the sword, so I forgot to unblock it. This is my fault, so you haven't unblocked the seal for so long and found it on my head. It stands to reason that I should unblock it myself and do my part to complete our unfinished transaction!"

"Is that right? Actually, this old man doesn't mean anything else. I also understand that you were eager to save your son and forgot about it for a while. As long as you unseal me now, I won't pursue anything. We are a family of benevolence and righteousness. ,no sooner said than done!"

He couldn't help grinning, and Shangguan Feixiong immediately raised his eyebrows. In fact, his purpose was to unlock the seal of the Divine Sword. Since the purpose was achieved, he would not have so much anger. Because just now Zhuo Fan has consumed his anger and is about to go out.

However, when the words changed suddenly, Zhuo Fan showed an evil smile again, looked at him and said: "But now and then, if you brought your sword to let me unblock it yesterday, I will not say a word. I'll do it for you, but now I'm sorry, you'll have to wait!"

"Hey, what do you mean, why are you waiting?" Unable to help, Shangguan Feixiong called out immediately.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zhuo Fan glanced coldly at the people who were walking down slowly, revealing a strange look: "Because I have no power to hold chickens in my hands now, I only have three knives near my body, you are my first one. Knife, how could I throw it away so easily?"

His pupils trembled unconsciously, Shangguan Feixiong gave him a deep look, as if he understood something, turned his head to look at the rest of the people who came here one after another, and nodded clearly.

Knowing that there is no hope of breaking the seal for the time being, Shangguan Feixiong sighed helplessly and shook his head.

At the same time, everyone in Ling Yuntian also came to Zhuo Fan, especially Shuanglong Supreme, whose eyes were full of surprise.

How could they have thought that the first disciple of Xizhou, who had been dead for four or five years, would appear in front of them again? And, as an enemy?

This can't help but make their eyes more complicated. However, Zhuo Fan's face was still calm, and there was no difficult color to face.

"Qian Fan, Steward Qian... Gu Yifan, Gu Alchemist... Or the first disciple of Xizhou, Zhuo Fan, and Mr. Zhuo?"

Staring closely at Zhuo Fan's calm face, Ling Yuntian couldn't help smiling indifferently, and said faintly: "Mr. have dabbled in these three names, I don't know which old man should be called?"

Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan laughed: "Sect Master Ling, please do it, but I still listen to the name Zhuo Fan!"

"Alright then, Mr. Zhuo!"

He couldn't help nodding lightly, Ling Yuntian said leisurely, "Then I wonder if Mr. Zhuo can tell me in detail that Mr. Zhuo was originally a disciple of Xizhou, but he did not return to Xizhou after his resurrection, and instead came to my Beizhou, what's the matter? Is there anything to do?"

Nodding lightly, Zhuo Fan's face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes shone brightly: "Of course, when you come down to Beizhou, or even your noble sect, it is only for one thing, the North Sea-Monster!"

"what?"

The pupils could not help shrinking, Ling Yuntian and Ouyang Lingtian were both startled: "North Sea-Monster... What are you looking for that monster for?"