Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Could it be, that he is also a person of the cultivation world..."    

Wang Wanzhou's heart raced. She understood the crux of the matter in just a few seconds.    

At the same time, Yuan Eight Niang's body also shook violently. She took a step back as if she had been electrocuted. A trace of lingering fear appeared on her face.    

It had to be known that Zhang Xiaofan was able to accurately point out the true essence cultivation of everyone present.    

This person was definitely a member of their cultivation world. This was something that exceeded the expectations of Yuan Sanniang and everyone present.    

"Who the hell are you?!"    

Suddenly, the other five middle-aged men also stopped underestimating Zhang Xiaofan. They all stood next to Yuan Eight Niang as if they were facing a great enemy.    

Just now, from Zhang Xiaofan's tone, it seemed as if he hadn't put these five initial Spirit Condensation and advanced Spirit Condensation experts in his eyes at all?!    

Not only that, but Zhang Xiaofan had also casually pointed out their cultivation bases.    

If he hadn't already done some research on their group a long time ago, he would have already done so.    

If that was the case, then you would at least be a terrifying expert whose strength was on par with theirs. At the very least, you would also be a five Qi Chao Yuan and a Spirit Condensation expert …    

A Spirit Condensation expert who was only at the weakest stage?    

They had never even heard of this before, let alone seen it, right?    

Without mentioning anything else, Murong Wushuang from the Mu Rong family, the number one genius among the younger generation in the Imperial Capital's Beiping Cultivation World, he was already close to twenty-five this year, am I right?!    

A sudden change in the situation caused Yu Mengqi to be confused. She couldn't figure out what was going on.    

Why, in the blink of an eye, the six bad guys who were chasing after him and his mother all acted as if they were facing a great enemy.    

Obviously, they were afraid of something, or even afraid of something.    

"Alright, I don't have any extra time to waste on you guys. Scram wherever you hit me!"    

Zhang Xiaofan raised his right hand slightly, then casually waved it forward.    

"Hua —!"    

All they saw was a huge handprint that was over a hundred feet wide appear out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped all six of them.    

"Puchi!"    

The instant the palm wind and Yuan Eight Niang's group of six made contact, their group of six flew away without any suspense, spitting out blood.    

Each and every one of them smashed heavily onto the ground like a raggedy sack, clutching their stomachs as they rolled on the ground.    

At this moment, what happened before her eyes almost made her fall to the ground in shock.    

For a moment, she felt as if her mind had gone blank. She had no idea what to say or do at this time.    

She … What did she just see?!    

A young man, who was not even at the age of a crown, formed a giant Zhen Yuan palm imprint with a raise of his hand.    

In an instant, all the elders and hall members of the Mu Hun Sect, whose strength was second only to the Sect Master, vomited blood as they fell to the ground, unable to even stand up …