Super Student's Three-realms Army

2However, such a lineup of cultivators could be said to be extremely luxurious. However, in less than half an hour, a total of thirty people were completely annihilated!     0

    

And the one who annihilated them was a young man who had just reached the age of a teenager!    

    

In the sky, Zhang Xiaofann, who was looking up at the bright moon, finally lowered his head and looked down at the disciples of the Holy Fist Sect and the various elders and protectors of the sect on the ground.    

    

At the moment when everyone came into contact with Zhang Xiaofann's gaze, they couldn't help but shiver all over their bodies. The words that Zhang Xiaofann had said earlier, 'the punishment of the entire family', were still vivid in their minds!    

    

What kind of international joke was this?!    

    

Even a cultivator at the Perfect Stage of the Supernatural Power Stage, or even a cultivator at the half-step of the Incarnation Infant Stage, could be easily killed by Zhang Xiaofann with a single hand. They had no doubt that Zhang Xiaofann could slaughter all of them. It was just a matter of a single thought.    

    

At this moment, the thousands of disciples of the Holy Fist Sect were extremely shocked. The fear engulfed their limbs and bones like a tide. They wanted to escape, but their legs were completely out of their control. They were trembling all over.    

    

At this moment, the only thing they could do was to look at the majestic figure in the sky with pleading and fearful eyes, waiting for Zhang Xiaofann's final judgment.    

    

At this moment, the few great protectors and elders of the Holy Fist Sect were all ashen-faced. They no longer had the slightest bit of fighting spirit in their hearts.    

    

Even the strongest Sect Master, Sai Bayu, who was at the half-step of the Incarnation Infant Stage, was cut into pieces by Zhang Xiaofann's invisible blade energy.    

    

At this moment, everyone in the Holy Fist Sect was wondering if anyone had the ability or the qualifications to stop this domineering young man!    

    

The outcome of whether the Holy Fist Sect lived or died was all determined by Zhang Xiaofann's single thought. The only thing they could do now was to quietly wait for the trial to arrive!    

    

Zhang Xiaofann's eyes were cold as he lowered his head and swept his gaze across the crowd below.    

    

In his ice-cold gaze, everyone present felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation. They were unable to move or speak. Amongst the crowd, a man and a woman felt their hearts rise to their throats. They were so scared that they were like frightened birds, silent like cicadas in the winter.    

    

And the man and woman were none other than the man and woman that Zhang Xiaofann had met on the flight from the capital, Peiping, to the Siamese, Qingmei. Without a doubt, these two were disciples of the Holy Fist Sect.    

    

Especially the man, he had his head buried in his chest, and he was trying his best to hide in a corner, afraid that Zhang Xiaofann would notice his existence in the sky. His entire body was trembling uncontrollably.    

    

It was laughable that he had a series of friction between him and Zhang Xiaofann on the plane.    

    

In fact, he had even thought of using a hidden weapon to take Zhang Xiaofann's life.    

    

As for this woman, although she had stopped the man's little movements in time, she had never thought that Zhang Xiaofann was a mysterious and unpredictable master...