Super King of Soldiers in the City

Many of the Sacred Palace disciples looked upset at Wang Fan.

Especially the people of Qianyuan and Jianyuan.

When Wang Fan walked out of the sacred palace, one person swept through the two courtyards of several Tianjiao, which was a magnificent style and attracted everyone's attention.

It can be said that the reason why Wang Fan was able to become famous in the holy palace was all because he stepped on them to run the courtyard and the sword courtyard.

Now, the strong Lianzong came to humiliate his holy palace, but Wang Fan, the so-called holy palace evildoer, did not appear. What does this mean?

At the same time, the eyes of those strong in Lianzong also fell on Wang Fan.

Interesting colors appeared in their eyes, and of course, there was also a touch of disdain.

Even Yue Di, who was named Wang Fan, didn't pay much attention to Wang Fan.

The reason why he named Wang Fan was just to repay Lu Wujiu's favor, but in fact he didn't take Wang Fan's talent and strength into heart.

Without the favor of Lu Wujiu, let alone he would never have heard of Wang Fan, even if he had heard of it, he would never take it in his mind.

Feng Si's eyes fell on Wang Fan too, he was thinking, what excuse he should use to kill Wang Fan.

Of course, if Lianzong disciples are willing to do the work for them, it would be best.

Anyway, as long as Wang Fan died, Lu Wujiu wouldn't care who was killed, and he would not be held accountable at that time.

"Huh, Shenggong Tianjiao? Interesting."

"I don't know what strength this so-called Tianjiao has, but don't be like those people before."

"Haha, can the Holy Palace Tianjiao be considered a Tianjiao? In my opinion, it must be overblown."

The disciples of Lianzong looked at Wang Fan, and the voice of disdain came out, without half covering up, with extreme contempt.

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to them at all, didn't even look at them.

In the same way, he ignored those holy palace disciples who mocked him.

He walked slowly, his figure straight, and his head swaggered.

Even if there are many big people here, there is no way to make him feel cramped and nervous.

He walked steadily and seemed so calm.

Soon, there was only Wang Fan's rhythmic footsteps left in the entire martial arts field.

He quickly came under the elder of the Holy Palace, and then bowed with his fists, "Sacred Palace disciple Wang Fan, I have seen all the seniors."

Courteous, neither humble nor overbearing.

Sacred Palace powerhouse saw this scene, and there was a glimmer of approval in his eyes.

Not to mention anything else, just such a state of mind and such courtesy is enough to prove something.

As the elders, they naturally would not have the same opinion of Wang Fan as those disciples.

Mo Wutian glanced at Wang Fan and said, "You don't need to be polite. You are called here today because the people of Refining Sect want to challenge you. What do you think?"

"Don't worry, if you don't want to accept the challenge, we won't be embarrassed. It's all up to you."

His words are extremely gentle and not aggressive.

If he faced ordinary people, he would never allow Wang Fan to avoid fighting, because a cowardly monk who avoided fighting would never grow up.

He doesn't like that kind of disciple either.

What's more, the Sacred Palace was humiliated. As a disciple of the Sacred Palace, he didn't dare to fight. What's the use for such a disciple.

However, the strength of the Lianzong disciple has been personally experienced.

That is really strong.

Once Wang Fan accepts the challenge, he will most likely die.

In this situation, he naturally didn't want Wang Fan to die.

"Huh, what do you mean by Palace Master Mo? How can a monk of my generation avoid fighting? This kind of person is also worthy of being called a monk? It's better to go home and marry a wife and have children."

However, as soon as Mo Wutian's words fell, Emperor Yue, the strong refining sect, spoke with a strange yin and yang.

The fall of his voice caused a burst of laughter.

"That is, the Holy Palace is a holy place for cultivation in the sanctuary, how can you avoid fighting?"

"Isn't he Tianjiao? Don't even have the courage to fight?"

"Boy, what is your cultivation base? My disciple of Lianzong wants to challenge you, but can you dare to fight?"

The disciples of Lianzong laughed and provoked, extremely presumptuous.

After the previous battle, they had completely ignored the Sacred Palace disciples.

Wang Fan raised his head and finally looked at the people of Lianzong for the first time.

He smiled slightly and spoke slowly: "I am not talented at the bottom, and his cultivation base is low, so far he is no more than the fifth level of the Immortal Emperor."

Wang Fan’s words came to the end. There was a disdainful voice from the disciples of Lianzong: "Is the fifth level of the immortal emperor? Really weak enough! Not to mention, let the emperor come to meet you, just right, Ben The emperor's cultivation is also the fifth level of the immortal emperor."

Along with the sound of the voice, a figure stepped out, and in a direct and unrestrained leap, it landed on the battlefield.

This person was wearing a green shirt and a green hat on his head, looking extremely funny.

In his hands, he is holding a fan, looking unrestrained and unrestrained.

Wang Fan looked at this person, slightly surprised.

But soon, he laughed.

"Senior brother is polite, just now I heard what the senior brother said, I almost thought that the senior brother is the great emperor or the holy emperor. I never thought, it turned out to be the fifth level of the immortal emperor, disrespectful, disrespectful."

"But since the senior brother challenged him, even though his strength is low, I still want to learn something."

As Wang Fan said, he had already stepped out and headed toward the battlefield.

He did not answer Mo Wutian whether he wanted to accept the challenge, but he had already told the other party with actions.

Although he has only recently entered the Holy Palace, and most of the time he still practices in the dome, he also has some feelings for the Holy Palace.

Not to mention that the senior sister took good care of him, just to say that the temple is open to him, this is a great kindness.

Because Wang Fan knew that without a nod from the holy palace, it would be impossible for him to cultivate in the holy palace.

As for him as a disciple of the Qiongyuan, what are you kidding about, a disciple of the Qiongyuan, that's also a disciple of the Holy Palace.

As a member of the Sacred Palace, now the Sacred Palace is humiliated. Since he has come and has been so provoked by the opponent, how can he not fight?

When Mo Wutian and others heard Wang Fan's words, they were a little relieved while worried.

They all believed that on the way here, the brother must have told Wang Fan what happened here.

In this situation, Wang Fan didn't avoid the battle, but stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation.

This shows that Wang Fan's character.

"You—" The Lianzong disciple heard Wang Fan's words, but his expression was ashen with anger.

He pointed his finger at Wang Fan, almost wanting to punch Wang Fan to death.

This **** is actually taunting him with yin and yang?

Soon he will let Wang Fan know the price of taunting him.

Wang Fan ignored the anger of the other party, and said calmly, "Brother, please!"

boom!

That person didn't talk nonsense, almost the moment Wang Fan uttered the word "please", he had already stepped out one step at a time.

In an instant, the endless divine essence between heaven and earth gathered around the body, forming a long and terrifying dragon, rolling towards Wang Fan.

At the same time, the man waved the folding fan in his hand, flashing lights and shadows, and hurriedly shot towards Wang Fan.

The only shot that made the disciples of the holy palace trembled.

powerful!

Really strong!

They can naturally see that this is a powerful martial skill, terrifying!

However, Wang Fan stood still and did not move.

He just watched the roaring storm and rain so calmly, without any reaction.