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Chapter 272 The Third Pavilion (Chapter 1)

"Mo, Mo Fan?" As soon as this person appeared, Li Shanshan was shocked, with some incredible eyes, looking at Chen Fan, and she and Ye Wutian fought hard, and the people were separated.

The two flew away, Li Shanshan panting and sweating profusely on her body. It can be seen that she was actually under such pressure when she fought with Ye Wutian!

Chen Fan couldn't help but look at her coldly and withdrew his gaze.

Li Shanshan no longer cared about the shock and wondered why Chen Fan appeared in such a place. Instead, Chen Fan actually took action? Moreover, this punch repelled Zhou Dali. She was shocked.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and Mo Fan's strength seems to have increased a lot!

Her eyes were shocked and suspicious.

The people around were in an uproar. They had never seen this person who suddenly appeared, but they actually knocked back Zhou Dali with one punch. Ye Wutian looked at him and his eyes were condensed. He had heard Li Shanshan's words before.

"You are that Mo Fan?"

He couldn't help but say.

As soon as these words came out, the people around them were whispering, and many surprised and puzzled eyes looked at Chen Fan.

In the Sixth Pavilion, a person from the first realm of the innate realm was worshipped as the King of Qing. This incident had long been reported in the seventh Pavilion of Kunlun, but there were very few people who had seen Mo Fan, only inside the Sixth Pavilion.

It turns out that's this person?

Ye Wutian immediately sneered, "So it's you, it's you, who gave the Lord Gu so much confidence? I'm very curious. What are the people in your Sixth Pavilion thinking about?"

Zhou Dali rubbed his wrists, a little shocked.

As soon as the man rushed in, he punched him out, and his wrists were numb. Before he could see clearly, he noticed that this man's cultivation level was only in the second level of innate realm?

Zhou Dali sneered, "It's true that the King of the Sixth Pavilion only has the second realm of innate realm!"

"Or what if I want to play with you?" With a cold face, Chen Fan walked out step by step. Zhou Dali couldn't help but suffocate for a moment. He seemed to be really not sure about this and was about to get angry. Ye Wutian next to him said, "Is that so? The King of Qing from the Sixth Pavilion is so angry, so I really want to see it for a while."

Ye Wutian had a gloomy face and walked out with big strides, and the aura of the six realms of the innate realm was forced out from his body.

Next to him, Li Shanshan was nervous, "Mo Fan, come back."

No matter how strong Mo Fan is, he cannot fight with a person in the sixth realm of the innate realm. She still understands this. Chen Fan's eyes sank without any fear. Ye Wutian wants to fight, so he can.

A dignified generation of real people would be afraid of a small innate in the six realms, and then Chen Fan would be in vain.

The shadow counts the top part, which is enough for Chen Fan to have the strength to collide head-on by Ye Wutian!

"Enough!"

A loud shout came from the sky. With a "bang", the door and window opened suddenly. Chen Fan's eyes sank. He was about to step forward, but he stopped and looked up.

A murderous aura flashed in his body, and then disappeared.

A group of people raised their heads and looked at the sky. In an attic, a middle-aged man in green clothes, with his hands on his back, stood in the attic. Next to him, a girl in silver clothes stood. The girl swept down with the same gaze.

On the chests of these two people, there was a pattern on them, proving their identities, Kunlun Seven Pavilions, the Third Pavilion!

As soon as the pattern came out, the people below suffocated for a moment and immediately shut up.

Chen Fan raised his eyes and contacted the girl's gaze in the air. Chen Fan couldn't help but frowned. This girl was the one Chen Fan met in the market before! But at this moment, he looked at himself with a cold look and then left.

She didn't recognize it.

"Damn..." Ye Wutian clenched his fists secretly, his face looked a little ugly, he retreated and glared at Chen Fan hatefully. This kid was so lucky that he met these people from the Third Pavilion.

Ye Wutian looked at Chen Fan with a warning look.

Chen Fan's eyes were on this girl. Chen Fan looked at the girl deeply. The person retreated and no longer spoke. The middle-aged man glanced at the people below and said coldly, "Fighting is prohibited in the market. Don't you take the rules seriously?"

Ye Wutian took a deep breath, walked forward, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "I dare not."

The middle-aged man sneered.

He naturally knew what these people were thinking, and said coldly, "It's gone." Ye Wutian then glanced at Chen Fan with a hint of unwillingness. He raised his fist and whispered, "You are lucky, but I don't know if this luck has always been so good."

He cracked the corners of his mouth, "See you here at Qingshou."

Zhou Dali and others sneered repeatedly and turned around and left. As soon as these people left, only Chen Fan and others were left. Chen Fan turned around and glanced at Li Shanshan and Ning Zhi, too lazy to say anything, and turned around and left.

On the attic, the middle-aged man and the girl naturally noticed this scene. The middle-aged man whispered, "Is this man Mo Fan?"

The girl in silver frowned and frowned, "I don't know what Gu Zhengan is thinking, so she disbanded the entire guest official and bet on this person. Is there anything special about this person?" She shook her head.

"It's really not necessarily."

The middle-aged man smiled, and in his eyes, Chen Fan's figure was moving away. "Just now, this man knocked back Zhou Dali with one punch. Although he didn't see the true strength of this man, it was no longer simple."

"Gu Zhengan may have seen through some unsimple potential in this person, so he bet on this person at all costs."

"Why."

The middle-aged man shook his head, and then his whole expression suddenly became solemn, "The external situation of my Kunlun Seven Pavilion is also very unoptimistic. After so many years, it's time for someone to stir up the situation!"

The girl next to her couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man, undeniable.

"After all, it's hard to rely on this person to stir up the storm."

Facing the words of the girl in silver, the middle-aged man smiled and did not refute anymore. He just said this, with a "bang", the wooden window closed directly, and the figures of the two disappeared.

...

"Mo Fan!" Chen Fan walked out, and behind him, Li Shanshan and others were already following him, panting.

Chen Fan turned around with his hands behind his back.

Li Shanshan walked closer, her eyes were complicated, and she couldn't help but look at Chen Fan deeply, "Thank you." She looked at Chen Fan, indescribable, and she couldn't understand this person anymore. She always felt like she was facing a deep pool.

Chen Fan slowly raised his head and withdrew his gaze. Ning Zhi next to him snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied, "Senior Sister, why are you talking to him about this?"

"We have become like this, it's not his fault!"

Ning Zhi looked at Chen Fan with hatred, and disbanded the guest minister and forced the Sixth Pavilion to fall into this state. This man still had the face to say! Ning Zhi was angry and had nowhere to vent. Chen Fan smiled, too lazy to say something to people with such a child's state of mind.

Turn around and leave.

Li Shanshan opened her mouth behind her back, wanting to speak but stopping...

Back at Prince Qing's Mansion, Chen Fan waved his palm, opened the door, entered the door, the door was closed, and the room returned to darkness. In the corner, the terrifying shadow appeared again, silently.

Holding his chin, Chen Fan fell into deep thoughts in the room, and his eyes looked out...

"Ye Wutian, the innate sixth realm strength, although he hasn't fought, this person should have some trump card." However, a little cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, even if he has trump card, he can't exaggerate anything. Chen Fan directly erased this point first.

"However, my current strength is still a little lacking in my mind."

Sighing, with Chen Fan's peak strength at the second level of the innate realm, although he has made rapid progress, he is still a bit whimsical about trying to do this with Ye Wutian. Even if he counts this shadow, it is still a bit insufficient.

In his eyes, Chen Fan flashed a strange color. This time, when he fought with Dali this week, Chen Fan was not for the sake of the Sixth Pavilion, but for the sake of a little bit. Considering the upcoming Qingshou, Chen Fan must test his combat power and the combat power of Ye Wutian and others!

Chen Fan just did this move!

"It seems that with my current strength, it is not enough to settle this Qingshou. I must hit the third realm of the innate realm in one breath in these last few days!" He clenched his fists, and in order to stay here, Chen Fan had to do whatever he wanted.

There was a hint of slightness in his eyes. Gu Zhengan must have calculated it with both hands. Once Chen Fan showed insufficient value, he would immediately abandon himself.

Then, Zhou Tongying and others in the secular world are immediately in danger! At present, Chen Fan is not only under his shoulders, but also in a family!

“…Is it worth it for these?”

Another question emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Chen Fan did not answer, but immediately closed his eyes and practiced...
Chapter completed!
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