Super Student's Three-realms Army

1The entire Holy Fist Sect had existed for five hundred to six hundred years. In the entire history of the Holy Fist Sect, such a ridiculous and ridiculous thing had never happened before.    2

    

Not only did the Holy Fist Sect's eight great protectors, who were the protectors of the Holy Fist Sect, be killed by the person who came to seek revenge, they even had to apologize to the person who came to seek revenge.    

    

And this was not the most incomprehensible thing!    

    

What the people of the Holy Fist Sect could not understand was that not only did the person who came to seek revenge not want to reduce the matter to a small matter, but he was also not willing to let go of the matter. He was even going to make the Holy Fist Sect his enemy!    

    

"Why?!"    

    

Zhang Xiaofann sneered in disdain.    

    

"I, Zhang Wutian, treat my brothers as my brothers. However, today, your Holy Fist Sect actually dared to extend your evil hands to my brother. Then, you must be prepared to be killed today!"    

    

"In my eyes, the lives of everyone in the entire sect of your Holy Fist Sect added up would not be worth a single hair on my brother Zhang Wutian's head!"    

    

"If I, Zhang Wutian, hadn't arrived in time today, I think the old men of your Holy Fist Sect should be the clearest about what would have happened here!"    

    

In the face of Zhang Xiaofann's sinister words, the five great elders of the Holy Fist Sect all kept their mouths shut.    

    

Indeed, everything was just as Zhang Xiaofann had said.    

    

If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaofann's timely arrival, without a doubt, Wang Yuanping, Suen Lingfeng, Chen Feixue, Mu Bingyun and the others would still be imprisoned in the Holy Fist Sect as prisoners.    

    

Although it would not endanger their lives, it was still unavoidable to suffer some physical pain!    

    

"Zhang Wutian, killing people is just a matter of tapping the ground. If you are forgiving, then you should forgive others!"    

    

"I advise you not to go too far. Do you really think that the entire Holy Fist Sect is made of mud?"    

    

The Great Elder of the Holy Fist Sect squinted his eyes slightly, and traces of a tyrannical aura were emitted from his body.    

    

"Zhang Wutian, you have killed eight of our Holy Fist Sect's Protectors. We do not want to pursue this matter any further."    

    

"Furthermore, my Holy Fist Sect will not forget this matter and will take the initiative to apologize to you!"    

    

"But I hope that you can understand one thing. The reason why the Holy Fist Sect did this is because we do not want the conflict between you and the Holy Fist Sect to escalate further. Don't be so naive as to think that the Holy Fist Sect is afraid of you, Zhang Wutian!"    

    

After all, the Holy Fist Sect had existed since the Narang Dynasty, and it had stood strong for five hundred to six hundred years.    

    

In addition, the inheritance of the Ancient Thai Boxing Technique had also been passed down for hundreds of years, and the improvements made by the descendants had also reached a terrifying level that ordinary people could not even imagine!    

    

Cultivating the Ancient Thai Boxing Technique could be said to be difficult to reach the heavens. Wasn't every expert who cultivated the Ancient Thai Boxing Technique strong and tenacious?    

    

As for the Five Great Elders of the Holy Fist Sect, when they were in their prime, they were all more ferocious and violent than the last. Each of them led the Holy Fist Sect to fight in all directions.    

    

After that, because they were getting older, they gradually retired from the martial world...