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Chapter 210 Nine-character mantra(3/3)

At the end of the long street, two figures slowly emerged.

One of them has gray hair, a fairy-like Taoist bone and a Taoist shirt flying in the wind. It is Zhang Daozhen, the world's number one person.

Next to him was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with beautiful eyebrows and a distinct temperament.

"Innate Body!"

Guo Fan's eyes fell and nodded slightly at the boy: "I didn't expect that another genius would emerge in the world."

"This is the little disciple who is really good at it, and I will follow my name."

Zhang Daozhen showed kindness and gently stroked the boy's hair, signaling: "Hurry, I've seen Zhenwu Hou."

"I don't want it!"

The boy twisted his head and said disdainfully: "He is just a big devil who has become a murderer!"

"You can't say that."

Zhang Daozhen shook his head: "The Marquis is determined to be in the world. Although he kills people in the wild, he only kills those who should be killed."

"What the Taoist priest said."

Guo Fan nodded: "What I did is clear in my heart. Although I kill too many times, my heart is pure."

"No!"

The boy shouted: "It is because your surname is Li, so you killed so many people to continue the Li court."

"If you don't have the surname Li, but are from a wealthy family, you won't do that."

"At that time, I'm afraid the current Li family and the emperor are the most damn people in the world!"

"Um?"

Guo Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Ha ha……"

Immediately, he laughed to the sky, his smile coming from the heart, uncontrollable, and his voice shook the whole world.

"Good doll, you know me in the world. So what if you spare your life later?"

"Marty."

Zhang Daozhen sighed: "You are murderous in your heart and are plagued by karma. You regard this world as a battlefield and have nothing to ask for except killing."

"The world cannot tolerate such people!"

"I can't tolerate it either."

"Well said!"

Guo Fan slashed his palms with his murderous intent and rushed to the sky: "The Taoist priest has no difference in his magical eyes. I came to this world and just want to kill him happily!"

"Who makes this world look like people who should be killed!"

"I heard the Taoist Master's true words for a long time that are mysterious and unparalleled. It is impossible for anyone to do. Now the Japanese Marquis is about to have a good understanding of it!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Zhang Daozhen gently brushed his long sleeves and sent the boy aside, looking at Guo Fan.

The breeze blows by, rolling up some fallen leaves.

Today's capital is like an empty city without a man. Everyone shrank and no longer showed up.

There are only two people in such a big long street.

"forward!"

With a low shout, Zhang Daozhen's figure suddenly disappeared.

Guo Fan's eyes twitched, his body squatted slightly, and a layer of unobstructed golden light of Hunyuan's body protection was born out of thin air.

"Soldier!"

The sound of the mantra shook out in front of itself, and Zhang Daozhen's figure appeared in front of him like teleportation.

One punch hit the golden light.

"Peng!"

The golden light shattered.

Guo Fan's eyes shrank, and the Tianming Sword on his waist was unsheathed, and he cut through a graceful arc toward the people.

Magic Sword!

"all!"

With a low shout, Guo Fan's expression changed again.

But as he shouted, the true energy in his body trembled, and it changed its direction of movement.

"snort!"

With a low hum, the Yijin Jing method flashed, and the strange thing on his body was suppressed in an instant.

"bite……"

Zhang Daozhen flicked his fingers and hit the blade.

Guo Fan flipped his left hand and thirty-six ways to turn the world into a fierce attack with terrifying power.

"Peng!"

Between the lightning, two people intersected and retreated several feet.

"The Marquis is young and his cultivation is unfathomable. His martial arts are almost mysterious. He is really terrifying and terrifying!"

Zhang Daozhen's voice tape was moved.

"pity."

Guo Fan sighed lightly: "The nine-character true words are unparalleled, but the Taoist priest is hurt, which is a pity."

Zhang Daozhen's face finally changed color.

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