Yuan Rong heard the voice of the man named Zhao and turned to look at Wang Fan. When she saw clearly that Wang Fan's cultivation was only at the seventh level of human immortality, she was immediately shocked.
"Junior brother, get out of here quickly, this guy is a beast."
However, her reminder was still a little late.
"Whoosh!"
Almost as soon as she spoke her words, the man named Zhao had already swung his long sword and struck at Wang Fan.
He didn't even say any nonsense, he just struck a sword, which shows how ruthless this guy is.
Wang Fan was furious. Isn't this bastard too arrogant?
He didn't say anything or do anything, so why should we kill him? .???.
The moment the man surnamed Zhao struck down with his long sword, he frantically activated the immortal power in his body. Thunder and lightning erupted from his body, and he dodged in a flash.
With a bang, the sword struck Wang Fan's previous location, pulling out a long ravine and cracking the ground.
This scene not only stunned the man named De Zhao.
The female cultivator named Yuan Rong was also stunned.
How is it possible that a mere seventh-level Immortal can dodge the sword of a trillion yuan?
Even though Zhao Yuanhua just struck the sword casually, it was not something that a seventh-level human immortal monk could avoid.
You must know that Zhao Yuanhua is not only a first-level Earth Immortal monk, but also not an ordinary first-level Earth Immortal monk.
Even an ordinary second-level immortal is not enough in his eyes.
"Ant, that's good. You can actually dodge my mega-yuan sword. You are indeed quite capable. No wonder you dare to hide there and eavesdrop."
Zhao Yuanhua turned to look at Wang Fan, his eyes became even more sinister, and his aura began to gather.
Since Wang Fan can't be killed with one sword, let's use another sword.
Yuan Rong also came to her senses and said angrily, "Zhao Yuanhua, he didn't offend you, why do you want to kill him? You are simply too unreasonable."
As she said that, she looked at Wang Fan and said, "Junior brother, please go quickly, hurry up!"
Zhao Yuanhua sneered, "Unreasonable? Sister Rong, you are still too naive. Have you ever seen anyone in this world being reasonable?"
"Only the weak will talk about ridiculous truths, but for us monks, we always talk about fists and means."
"Papa!" Wang Fan clapped his hands and interrupted Zhao Yuanhua's words, "You are right. It is true that only the weak can understand the truth, and the strong can only speak with their fists."
He slowly approached the two of them and glanced at Yuan Rong again, "Senior sister, thank you for reminding me. But you don't have to worry, a beast and scum like him is not worthy of being called a strong person in front of me, let alone
Not worthy of killing me."
"I've seen a lot of scumbags named Zhao, but to be honest, this is the first time I've seen a scumbag like you today. I really want to thank you for opening my eyes again."
"You know, I'm never willing to step on dog poop, but after meeting you today, I plan to step on it."
Wang Fan finished speaking.
Yuan Rong was stunned.
Zhao Yuanhua was also stunned.
It was really unimaginable for them that a mere seventh-level human immortal monk would dare to provoke a powerful earth immortal like this. Not only did he call him a scumbag, but he also compared him to shit.
Is this because you are impatient?
There was a brief silence, and Zhao Yuanhua's face turned completely gloomy. He looked at Wang Fan coldly, with murderous intent clearly visible on his body.
"Yes, you are very good. You are just a human being, but you dare to challenge me. You are really formidable."
"I, Zhao Yuan Hua, have never encountered a human immortal monk as arrogant as you in many years."
"I want to see if your blood is different from other people's.
Just the same, are you more popular than others? Why do you dare to be so arrogant?"
"That's a lot of nonsense." Wang Fan curled his lips disdainfully, and the shadow knife in his hand had already curled up with rays of sword light, and moved toward the Zhaoyuanhua.
His cultivation level has just reached the seventh level of human immortality, and he still doesn't know much about his specific combat power.
He wanted to see if he could defeat this first-level earthly immortal called Zhaoyuan Hua without relying on the killing spear.
"Ant, you are looking for death!" Zhao Yuanhua laughed angrily when he saw that Wang Fan, a mere ant, dared to take the lead in taking action.
He was really angry!
This human fairy ant is too arrogant!
The long sword in his hand was also drawn out, and it rolled towards Wang Fan crazily.
The sky-wide sword light surged in the void and collided with Wang Fan's sword light in mid-air.
Boom!
Deafening explosions were heard crazily, and ripples of energy were like scattered ripples, raging wildly out.
Under that terrifying storm, everything around was destroyed.
On the ground, ravines hundreds of feet long continued to appear, spreading out like spider webs, extremely hideous and terrifying.
The sword's light was sharp, and in just an instant, it had torn apart the sword shadow that filled the sky, and swept towards the Mega Yuan Transformation.
At this moment, not only Zhao Yuanhua's expression changed, but also Yuan Rong's expression completely changed.
What a powerful seventh-level human immortal monk. Is this really a seventh-level human immortal monk?
Seeing that the sword was about to tear into his body, Zhao Yuanhua waved his left hand and suddenly launched a defensive magic weapon like a golden bell.
The magic weapon emitted a bright light, which instantly surged and enveloped his entire body.
Boom boom boom!
The sword light stirred on the golden bell, and the golden bell trembled crazily, but it was not torn apart at all.
"Scum, your tortoise shell is really hard. You are still an earthly immortal monk, but you still have to use a defensive magic weapon to face a human immortal like me. Are you still shameless?"
Wang Fan did not continue to take action, but stared at Zhao Yuanhua hiding under the golden bell, and snorted disdainfully.
With one strike, he had already made a preliminary judgment on his own strength.
He doesn't know about others, but at least this trillion dollar transformation is not enough in his eyes.
Even if he doesn't use the killing spear, he can easily kill him, let alone using the killing spear.
There is no threat to trillion yuan.
The storm subsided, the golden bell shrank in size, and was caught in Zhaoyuanhua's hand.
He looked at Wang Fan and asked coldly, "Who are you? What kind of person are you?"
In his opinion, such a powerful seventh-level immortal must be a descendant of a big family. This guy's appearance here is obviously aimed at him or Yuan Rong.
"Who am I? Who am I?" Wang Fan chuckled, "Of course I am the one who draws out my sword to help when there is injustice. I like heroes to save beauties the most."
"You are a scumbag who bullies women and turns them into puppets to serve you. I can't stand it, so naturally I want to come out to save the beauty."
Wang Fan speaks without restraint.
He could see that although Zhaoyuanhua was not a thing, he was extremely possessive of Yuan Rong and cared about her very much.
He just wanted to deliberately humiliate this guy and make him angry.
In his opinion, it is too cheap to deal with such scum with one blow.
"Are you looking for death?" Sure enough, after Wang Fan finished speaking, Zhao Yuanhua became completely angry.
Yuan Rong couldn't help but blush. She naturally knew that it was impossible for Wang Fan to fall in love with her, it was just a sign of energy.
After all, she had never met Wang Fan, and with her current appearance, how could she be attracted by Wang Fan?
This chapter has been completed!