"But I don't know, how high is the day and how thick is the ground?"

Shangguan Huandu was sneer at heart, even more disdainful in his heart.

"Oh? Is that so ....."

After listening to the resounding narrative of Zhongli Li, Zhang Xiaofan still looked like a light-hearted man before, and asked another question pretending to be unknown.

"You have said four people before, but you don't know who this last one is?"

"Humph--!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan mentioning the name of this last person, Zhong Li hate a rare appearance of jealousy.

He took a deep breath and swept around in his heart. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he opened his mouth and pressed his throat slowly.

"This last person is, of course, at the moment ranked No. 1 in the gold list of China ’s cultivation world. He has the lawlessness. Whoever fights with the title of the heavenly magic statue, Zhang Wutian."

"Of course, this person is also your name, Jiangnan. Master Zhang, who is also a separatist, is also!"

The words "Zhang Wutian" have been spit out. There is a majestic horror, and the horrible coercion of the heroes spreads throughout the audience in an instant.

Everyone at the scene, including Zhong Liheng, Shangguan Hengyu and Liao Tiansheng, had their throats rolling up and down, swallowed a spit, and obviously all kept taboo on the name "Zhang Wutian" ...

Among them, even though he was proud of himself in the past, the proud and incomparable Shangguan Huan also involuntarily lowered his proud head.

In front of the words "Zhang Wutian", even though it is a generation of monks in Shaolin Temple, Master Xuancheng.

Or is it like the "army god" Long Qianzhang, Murong Dragon City, Shangguan's invincible class also has to be inferior, let alone his kind of cricket ant who is not even considered an inferior one? !!

In this regard, Lin Yun'er was also excited with beautiful eyes. The name Zhang Wutian has been heard for the second time by others.

Previously, although Lin Yuner knew that Zhang Wutian was very scary, he was extraordinary in strength.

However, only Lin Wuer knows that Zhang Wutian is strong, but there is no clear concept of how strong he is.

However, now I hear Zhong Lihe's description of Zhang Wutian.

It seems that this person is more powerful than the "army god" Long Qianzhang, a generation of monks in Shaolin Temple, such as Master Xuancheng, who is calling for the wind and rain in the Chinese cultivation world.

This made Lin Yun'er's heart shocked and speechless.

"Little red guy, I hate one saying one and two saying two."

"If these five people were standing here today and let me roll, I would never say half a word!"

"But I don't know, which of these five are you ?!"

"Uh-!"

Hearing that after this Zhongli hate remark, the two daughters Luo Luorou sitting in the nanny's car couldn't help but laughed out loud.

The giggling laughter even passed through the car window and wanted to spread it out directly, making the people present very difficult to look.

"Two milky little girls, what are you laughing at?"

In this regard, Luo Yurou did not have time to say anything, but Guo Meimei was one step ahead, could not help but vomit.

"Mr. Zhong, you have already said it yourself. If Zhang Xiaofan stood in front of you ..."