Super Student's Three-realms Army

When he said this, the old man's eyes could not help but burst out with a cold light.    

"His modern Zheng Family has been sitting in Han City for a long time. It's time for them to abdicate and give up their position."    

Unlike the others, the conversation between the old man and his granddaughter was circulating in every corner of the Ren Chuan International Airport. This made the situation in Han City even more confusing.    

However, compared to ordinary martial artists, these cultivators were much more sensitive to the fluctuations of the Spiritual Power.    

After all, anyone who had made a name for himself in the cultivation path would have to deal with the Yin God and the Yang God. They would either directly or indirectly cultivate to the so-called Spiritual Power.    

However, although Zhang Xiaofann's Spiritual Power was of the same origin as theirs, they were fundamentally different.    

Putting aside the other things for now, Zhang Xiaofann's Spiritual Power had already transcended the shallow concept of Spiritual Power and had already reached the level of 'divine sense'.    

Divine sense was vast and boundless, and it was high up in the sky. There was no way to make up for the difference in this realm no matter what.    

Therefore, these Cultivation Experts from all over Han City would only have doubts about the Spiritual Power fluctuations, but they could only do so because they could not catch any trace of the Spiritual Power at all.    

"..."    

After arriving in Han City, Zhang Xiaofann immediately headed to the place where Shao Wenhua had settled down in the Jiangbei District, a pavilion in Kitamura District.    

Right now, Zhang Xiaofann was going to find Shao Wenhua as soon as possible and make sufficient preparations for the Nine Dragons Gang.    

"Stop right there! Who the hell are you? Scram to the side! This is not a place for you!"    

However, just as Zhang Xiaofann walked to the entrance of the small pavilion, he was stopped by a man who was trying to take him as a disciple. The man shouted at Zhang Xiaofann and Hei Tong.    

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofann was stunned for a few seconds. Was Shao Wenhua's subordinates all so arrogant and domineering? He had never seen anyone as arrogant as them in China. Could it be that they had all let go of themselves after coming to the K Country?    

However, Zhang Xiaofann did not have any spare time to waste on this small fry in front of him. He went straight to the point and said.    

"Where is your boss, Shao Wenhua? Bring me to him!"    

The lackey was also stunned by Zhang Xiaofann's sudden words. He frowned and said in an arrogant tone.    

"Ah, what the hell are you? You want to see our boss so badly? Think about it!"    

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofann felt extremely speechless. He had already been delayed by the Han language, which was full of nonsense, to the extreme.    

Now that he saw that this lackey didn't have any eyesight and was still talking nonsense in front of him, Zhang Xiaofann immediately lost his patience. He turned his body slightly.    

At this time, Hei Tong also rushed over with a stride. She raised her leg and kicked the lackey's abdomen, then she used a sharp elbow strike on the lackey's back, causing him to stagger and kneel on the ground.    

Immediately after, a Nepalese military knife that was glowing with a cold light was pressed tightly on the lackey's throat. Hei Tong used a commanding tone and said coldly.    

"Do you know who this place belongs to? How dare you be so arrogant? Do you know that you are courting death by doing this?!"    

Although the lackey felt a bit afraid when Hei Tong pressed the knife against his throat, he still threatened her sternly.