There was a brief silence, and everyone came back to their senses.
The way the disciples of the Holy Palace looked at Wang Fan completely changed.
Became extremely worshipful and extremely hot.
They have all seen how powerful Kuishan is, but now, Wang Fan has defeated Kuishan forcefully. How can they not admire him?
"Senior Brother Wang Fan is amazing!"
"A mere waste of Lianzong actually dares to provoke my senior brother Wang Fan. It's just asking for abuse."
"Hmph, my senior brother Wang Fan is not even here, but you named him to challenge him. Are you satisfied now?"
"Let you be arrogant again!"
For a moment, the sound was overwhelming, and the disciples of the Holy Palace felt extremely happy and elated.
They were quite depressed before.
They were slapped in the face, provoked, and humiliated by the people of Lianzong, but they were not as powerful as others, so they couldn't say anything.
Now that Wang Fan is back and has defeated Kuishan forcefully, let's see if the people of Lian Zong can still be arrogant.
On the Lianzong side, the faces of the Lianzong disciples were also extremely ugly.
They didn't expect that Kuishan would be defeated like this and even be deposed.
Is this a joke?
That’s Kuishan!
What's even more ridiculous is that they challenged Wang Fan by name.
With just one move, he powerfully destroyed Kuishan, which was a slap in the face.
The Lian Zong disciples looked extremely ugly, and almost had the urge to run away.
Even Yue Di, the strong leader of the Lian Sect, looked extremely gloomy at this moment.
He stared at Wang Fan, the murderous intent in his eyes undisguised.
"How dare you destroy Kuishan?" A seventh-level Immortal Emperor with cold eyes stepped out and shouted coldly at Wang Fan.
The anger boiled in his heart, and the murderous intention was overwhelming. The terrifying murderous intention was as if it was the essence, and anyone could feel it.
This person is none other than the seventh-level Immortal Emperor disciple of Lian Zong who previously powerfully defeated the monsters in the Holy Palace.
Wang Fan raised his head and looked at this man, sneered, and said disdainfully: "What? Do you only allow you, the people from the Refining Sect, to destroy my disciples of the Holy Palace, but you are not allowed to destroy you?"
He pointed at Kuishan: "What's more, if a piece of trash like this isn't scrapped, why should he keep it for the New Year? Don't you, the Lianzong, find him embarrassing?"
When the people of Lianzong heard this, they almost lost their breath and spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Kuishan? Waste?
Is this a joke?
If Kuishan is a waste, then there will be no genius in this world.
However, Wang Fan defeated Kuishan forcefully and seemed very relaxed. In this case, what could they say?
When Wang Fan's voice fell, the disciples of the Holy Palace suddenly became angry.
"Are you people who practice sect so shameless?"
"You are allowed to depose my disciples of the Holy Palace, but my disciples of the Holy Palace cannot depose you, the disciples of the Lian Sect?"
"If you are afraid of death, then go home and lie down. What are you doing out here? It's embarrassing!"
This time, the disciples of the Holy Palace scolded extremely happily and relieved their anger.
The seventh-level genius of Lianzong, the Immortal Emperor, looked extremely ugly when he heard the people's abuse.
He looked at the disciples of the Holy Palace with his cold eyes and snorted coldly: "Shut up, a group of defeated generals. You have only won two games, but you are so arrogant. It is simply ridiculous."
The disciples of the Holy Palace were so humiliated that anger surged in their hearts again, and they wanted to kill that guy immediately.
However, they are really not as powerful as others, so they can only endure it.
The seventh-level Immortal Emperor did not continue to provoke the disciples of the Holy Palace. Instead, he looked at Wang Fan and said coldly: "I challenge you, do you dare to accept it?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of the disciples of the Holy Palace changed.
Even the strong men from the Holy Palace looked a bit ugly.
Lu Ya, who is on the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor, actually wants to challenge Wang Fan, who is on the fifth level of the Immortal Emperor?
Mo Wutian couldn't help but frowned. Although Wang Fan's performance was very good, Lu Ya was not an ordinary person. He was a person who could defeat the seventh-level genius of the most evil Immortal Emperor in his Holy Palace.
What's more, Wang Fan has fought twice before, and the consumption must be huge. How could he be his opponent?
However, just when he was about to stop him, Wang Fan took the first step and spoke with a smile: "Wagon battle? Is this the pride of you as a sect practitioner?"
"You——" Lu Ya's face turned red after being scolded, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, but it was difficult for him to answer the question.
"What are you? Did I say something wrong?" Wang Fan continued to speak and asked at the same time: "By the way, what is your cultivation level?"
Although Lu Ya was very angry, he still gritted his teeth and said: "The seventh level of the Immortal Emperor."
"Seventh level Immortal Emperor?" Wang Fan's lips became more sarcastic; "I am the fifth level Immortal Emperor, and you, the seventh level Immortal Emperor, do you want to challenge me?"
He sighed: "In the beginning, you challenged the Immortal Emperor on the fifth level. After you failed, the Immortal Emperor on the sixth level went to fight. Now it's you, the Immortal Emperor on the seventh level."
"What, is it true that after I defeat you, your Lianzong will immediately have the eighth-level Immortal Emperor to step forward, followed by the ninth-level Immortal Emperor?"
Wang Fan's voice fell, causing a burst of laughter.
On the other hand, the faces of people who practice Lian Zong are as ugly as possible.
Because what Wang Fan said is indeed true, this is what they do in Lianzong, and there is no way to refute it.
Lu Ya's face was also extremely ugly, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, no one will challenge you again after me!"
As he spoke, he asked aggressively: "I'm going to ask you now, do you dare to accept my challenge?"
Wang Fan glanced at Lu Ya disdainfully and raised his fingers at him: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Since you are the last one, why don't you get out of here quickly."
Still so arrogant and arrogant.
If these people don't save face for the Holy Palace, then don't blame Wang Fan for slapping them in the face.
Moreover, what Wang Fan said before was not purely for rhetoric.
He had always suspected that Lu Wujiu was among those who challenged him by name.
Under such circumstances, he naturally did not dare to continue the challenge endlessly.
Because no matter how strong he is, there is no absolute certainty that he can be invincible under the Emperor.
Once someone from the ninth level of Immortal Emperor challenges him after refining the sect, and he is no match, what should he do?
Of course, Wang Fan believed that with what he said earlier, even if he defeated Lu Ya, Lian Zong would not have the face to continue the challenge.
Unless Lu Wujiu is a big shot in the Lian Sect, Lu Wujiu is secretly leading all of this.
Lu Ya's face turned livid when he heard that Wang Fan actually asked him to get down.
But he didn't waste any time, and he landed on the battlefield in a flash.
The moment he stepped onto the fighting platform, his figure had already flashed, and then he charged towards Wang Fan.
No nonsense at all.
The long sword swept across, raising sword shadows. The sword broke through the void and stabbed Wang Fan directly.
That terrifying sword energy made countless disciples of the Holy Palace tremble with fear.
It can be seen from this that Lu Ya is a swordsman, a very evil swordsman.
When Wang Fan saw Lu Ya coming to kill him, his expression remained unchanged and he smiled lightly and said: "Sword cultivator? What a coincidence, I can also sword."
As he spoke, he grabbed it with his right hand, and the Chaos Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The next second, a white light rolled past, and the Chaos Sword had already been chopped out.
In an instant, a thousand sword shadows fell directly on Lu Ya's sword moves.
Boom boom boom!
A deafening voice came out, and the two sword intents instantly shattered.
Three consecutive slashes from the gods!
This chapter has been completed!