Jason Craft?

This unfamiliar name made Wang Huaijin a little puzzled. Although he knew that some special foreigners in the All-Conference Council were named "Members", and he also knew that the strength of these parliamentarians was extraordinary, and was by no means comparable to ordinary foreigners, but... It is true that the names of these congressmen are not clear.

"It's him?"

Yu Nian frowned. She knew what the name Jason Craft represents, because she had seen Jason and was "fortunate" to escape from him, so at this moment she was in a kind of A state of mental tension...

"Is he amazing?" Wang Huaijin asked confusedly, "This person should be a ghost? Is he also a congenital alien?"

Zhang Tunan didn't answer Wang Huaijin's question, and instead said slowly.

"I met him in Liverpool two years ago because of something... I had to fight him."

"Won or lose?" Wang Huaijin asked.

"It's a draw. I was interrupted by someone else in the battle, so I didn't know the outcome, but I can say for sure..." Zhang Tunan whispered, listening to his tone is not humble, but I’m explaining a certain fact, “Even if I had all my cards, there was no certainty that I would kill him. That stranger was terrible, especially his ability... From a certain point of view, he was almost immortal, at least I did. I can't think of a way to kill him, and my thunder guards alone are not enough to destroy him."

"Really?" Wang Huaijin looked at Zhang Tunan dubiously, only to think he was too modest when he said this, because he had learned Zhang Tunan's skills in Yulei, in the kind of extremely terrifying Thunder. How could someone be able to hold it without dying?

"Of course it's true, but that's all from the past, and now I am not necessarily."

Hearing this, Wang Huaijin was a little bit convinced. After all, Zhang Tunan is a figure who has only risen slowly in the past two years. Although his strength in the past few years was appalling, he is not yet in this terrifying state. He couldn't kill him at the beginning. The stranger does not mean that he cannot be killed now.

"Chen Xianneng killed him, and also the sub-director of the Ningchuan branch. In the end, he killed all the people who were left behind by the All-enunciation in Ningchuan..."

Zhang Tunan sighed, with emotion in his words.

"It doesn't matter how strong he is, just relying on this murderous intention... he also deserves our attention."

"Captain, if we confront Chen Xian, how sure are you able to beat him?" Yu Nian asked suddenly.

Zhang Tunan was not eager to answer this question, he first thought about it for a while, and then answered after a long silence.

"My abilities have not been fully awakened yet. From the current point of view, I am only 60% sure that I can beat him, but if Huai Jin helps me, maybe this confidence can be much greater, maybe even 90%... This retreat is extremely important to me. If my ability is fully awakened, Chen Xian will be nothing. It is easy to kill him."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Tunan suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the dark clouds that kept converging in the sky.

"No matter what the odds are, I will kill him at all costs."

"kill him?"

Everyone was stunned. They didn’t expect Zhang Tunan to say such a thing, because in their eyes, the Kunlun Meeting was an event that competed on the same arena with aliens and anomalous beings. It had the same meaning as a boxing match. How? Listening to Zhang Tunan's tone, it seems that he didn't rush to the game... it was completely rushed to kill!

"Captain, does he have an enemy with you?" Wang Huaijin couldn't help asking.

"I have no hatred with him, but I don't like him. To be precise, I hate anyone who has something to do with the Secret Service." Zhang Tunan's voice suddenly became cold, as if thinking of something that made him hate and even Because of the hatred of the past, murderous in his eyes, "Since the Secret Service has made up his mind to praise him, then I naturally can’t let them do what they want, because the Secret Service had cut off the way to our Heavenly Master’s Mansion, so I’m also looking for a chance. Go back, pay blood for blood at all costs..."

Having said this, Zhang Tunan did not continue to say, but silently continued to walk to the top of the mountain, his steps becoming a little heavier uncontrollably.

Everyone also noticed the change in Zhang Tunan's mood, but didn't know how to comfort him for a while, so they had to follow him carefully.

After a while, Zhang Tunan suddenly spoke.

"The participating teams in the Kunlun Games are very mixed. What we need to worry about is not only Chen Xian, but also other people, and I am more worried about the other three teams than Chen Xian..."

"Three teams?" Wang Huaijin was taken aback, and asked, "Who?"

Zhang Tunan replied: "One is a team from Yin City. The six anomalous beings participating in the competition are all direct descendants of Fengdu Liuqi. Although their team's name is strange... but we have to guard against it."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

They also received the news about the internal organization of the team in Yin City early. If it is a general abnormal life team, they may not be concerned, but the descendants of Fengdu Liuqi are not a joke. You can say this. Every abnormal life in the team has the potential to become a "great demon" in the future!

"Which two teams are the other two?" Yu Nian couldn't help asking curiously.

"I heard that West Kunlun also sent people to the competition this time, and only one team was sent. The abilities of those gas refiners are not worse than ours..." Zhang Tunan said, as if he was thinking of something at this time. He added, "I have played against the gas refiners in West Kunlun. Their luck is very strange. Those weird moves seem to have a certain restraint on us traditional strangers. If we meet them, we won't even want to win. It will go well."

"West Kunlun Qi Refiners..." Wang Huaijin nodded thoughtfully, and muttered, "That group of people are not good, you really can't underestimate them..."

"Captain, you have said that the Yinshi team and the West Kunlun team have another team?" Yu Nian asked curiously, "Aren't you worried that there are three teams in total?"

"The third team..."

Zhang Tunan frowned, as if he didn’t know how to explain to them. After all, that person had disappeared for nearly fifteen years... Since he took his junior and his master into Tibet fifteen years ago, he has never returned to Middle-earth. Over the years, they have also disappeared from the world without any news from the Tibetan area. Even Zhang Tunan wondered if they had died unexpectedly.

but.

Just a few hours ago, Zhang Tunan suddenly received a message on his mobile phone. It was sent from an unfamiliar number, and the place of belonging of that number... is the Tibetan area.

"I'm back, and Kunlun will meet."

The simple eight characters on the screen immediately evoked Zhang Tunan's long-lasting memories.

In Zhang Tunan’s memory, that person...

Not a good person.

Not a good monk either.

Had it not been for his father and his master to come forward in time to stop them, perhaps more than a decade ago, when both of them were still children, life and death would have already been separated under Longhu Mountain.

"Captain, who is the third team you mentioned?" Wang Huaijin saw Zhang Tunan's expression very solemn, and immediately became even more curious about the answer. Which team deserves our attention so much?"

"There are all monks in that team. They should all be... I know their captain."

Zhang Tunan said in a low voice, the dignity in his eyes was even more serious.

Compared with Chen Xian who kept the secret bureau.

He seems to attach more importance to the person who hasn't appeared in his memory for a long time.

"Who is their captain? Which family's child?" Wang Huaijin asked curiously.

"It's not from any other house, it's just a disciple of a traveling monk..." Zhang Tunan shook his head and said in a low voice, "His name is Qi Pingan."

at this time.

Below Mount Gang Rinpoche, six monks in cassocks are walking slowly. They seem to be preparing to hike across the plain to the nearest city.

The night is dark.

But these monks seem to be exhausted.

They just walked down from the "Sumi Mountain" in Buddhist legends, and they never stopped halfway. They walked peacefully as if they were walking in another world. Whether sunrise or sunset, day or night, they will always remain the same. The pace is like sitting in meditation, watching the nose, nose, mind and not looking at the way forward, chanting the scriptures in a low voice from beginning to end.

Walking in the forefront is the youngest monk in the team. Compared to other monks, he seems to be less rigid. He will also be busy in the process of chanting scriptures. Stopping the sound of chanting, as if I was afraid that my brothers would find that they were lazy, they were completely like a little urchin and clever ghost.

The four monks behind him seem to be quadruplets, their figures and appearances are almost identical, only certain tattoos on their bodies can distinguish them.

All of them have "Mudang-Lianxiang" written on them.

This Buddha disciple, who has the most supernatural powers in Buddhist legends, has different postures in his tattoos.

Some angrily opened their eyes and stared forward.

Some put their hands on their ears as if they were listening to their ears.

Some meditate into concentration and close eyes to participate in meditation.

Some raised their right leg and laughed.

And after these four monks, right at the end of the line... followed by a young man who looked like a monk but didn't look like a monk.

This young man is different from the other monks. He seems to have not been shaved. He has a clean head. There is a kind of strange pendant on his ears. The white skin is densely covered with black Sanskrit...

He is about the same age as the little celestial master Zhang Tunan, and his white skin is very outstanding, but what is strange is that even if he wears a robe and often recite Buddhist scriptures, he still can’t find anything that a monk should have. Buddha nature.

In the words of some veterans in the industry.

This monk is full of demons.

His name is Qi Pingan.

In addition to this name, he has another title in the eyes of some people.

The evil aspect of Buddha.