Although the Fan family guard was polite on the surface, his tone was unquestionable.
"Take another street?" Seeing that a mere Brahma family guard was driving them away, the Immortal Demon Ancestor couldn't help but feel a surge of evil energy and his eyes turned red: "You want us to take a detour?"
Seeing that the Immortal Demon Ancestor's eyes turned red and he was about to take action, the guard of the Fan family said coldly: "It's better to take a detour than to lose your life. I advise you to take a detour."
"It's only a few hundred meters away by taking a detour to the next street."
At this time, in the restaurant, Fan Wuyan was having a drink with the masters of the Fan family.
"Congratulations to Wuyan for breaking the record of Cang Shen Academy and gathering ten sword hearts at the age of seventeen!" Fan Qing, the supreme elder of the Fan family, said with a smile.
"Wu Yan passed the examination of Cang God College at the age of seventeen. He is definitely the youngest disciple of Cang God College!" Fan Cheng, another supreme elder of the Fan family, said with a smile.
"Cheng Lao, I just received news that there is a man named Yang Xiaotian, who is fourteen years old and passed the examination of Cang Shen College today." At this time, Fan Weihao, a disciple of the Fan family, said.
"What? Fourteen years old?" As soon as Fan Weihao said this, all the experts in the Fan family were shocked.
Originally, everyone thought that Fan Wuyan could break the record of Cang God College by joining Cang God College at the age of seventeen.
Unexpectedly, a fourteen-year-old appeared!
Even Fan Wuyan was surprised.
"Yes, he is fourteen years old." Fan Weihao said, "But he only hunted one thousand, four hundred and thirty-four ferocious beasts."
Fan Cheng, the supreme elder of the Fan family, smiled and said: "We have just hunted more than a thousand ferocious beasts. With such fighting power, the weak ones are far behind compared to Wu Yan."
Fan Wuyan hunted and killed more than 27,000 ferocious beasts.
Almost twenty times!
Another supreme elder, Fan Qing, laughed and said, "If Wu Yan uses his sword, he probably won't even be able to catch Wu Yan's sword."
At this moment, suddenly, there was a muffled sound and a sharp shout from the Fan family guards outside the restaurant door.
All the masters of the Fan family in the restaurant were surprised.
How dare anyone dare to attack their Brahma family guards?
"Let's go out and take a look." Fan Wuyan stood up.
He was curious about who dared to attack their Fan family guards.
Is it the Zeng family? Or the Yan family? Or the Shen family?
Soon, Fan Wuyan and others walked out of the restaurant. When they arrived at the door of the restaurant, they saw that the dozen or so guards of the Fan family who were guarding the door of the restaurant were all thrown aside.
Fan Weihao saw clearly that it was Yang Xiaotian and was quite surprised: "It's you!" Obviously, he recognized Yang Xiaotian.
"He is Yang Xiaotian!" He said to Fan Wuyan, Fan Qing and others.
Fan Wuyan, Fan Qing and others all looked at Yang Xiaotian and were very surprised.
"Are you the fourteen-year-old boy who just passed the examination of Cang Shen Academy today?" Fan Wuyan looked at Yang Xiaotian up and down with an arrogant expression: "However, you are very courageous, and you dare to hurt my Fan family guard!"
Fan Qing, the supreme elder of the Fan family, looked at Yang Xiaotian with great interest and said, "Your name is Yang Xiaotian, right? Are you interested in following our Fanzi?"
"Not interested at all." Yang Xiaotian shook his head.
Fan Wuyan's face turned cold: "Do you think anyone is qualified to follow me? Boy, if you can't even catch my sword, you don't even have the qualifications to be my slave!" At this point, he raised his index finger and middle finger together.
, to refer to the sword, swung out.
Suddenly, an astonishing pillar of sword energy struck Yang Xiaotian.
The sword energy is billowing, like thunder, and like an ice arrow, extremely sharp.
Seeing the opponent's sword attack, Yang Xiaotian did not even activate the power of the Fourteen Sword Hearts, or even the Shilong Jue, but allowed the opponent's sword to hit him.
Boom!
There was a loud sound.
I saw Fan Wuyan striking Yang Xiaotian several times with his sword.
Light bursts.
But Yang Xiaotian stood there, motionless and unscathed, not even moving back an inch.
Fan Wuyan was astonished. He looked at Yang Xiaotian's chest. Where he had just blasted his sword energy, there was not even a single sword mark left. Not to mention the sword marks, Yang Xiaotian's clothes were not even wrinkled.
Is this clothes of such good quality?
Fan Qing, Fan Cheng and other experts from the Fan family present were also surprised.
They all saw the power of Fan Wuyan's sword just now.
Although Fan Wuyan just made a random sword strike and only used 10% of his power, there were not many among his peers who could handle 10% of their Fanzi's power.
Not to mention taking their Fanzi's sword without any damage.
After Fan Wuyan was surprised, he said in a deep voice: "No wonder you are so arrogant, Ganqing still has some strength, but don't be complacent, that was only 10% of my strength just now."
"For the sake of you taking the sword I just struck, I let you leave."
"Let's go."
After saying that, he went back to the restaurant to continue drinking.
"Since I took your sword, you also take my sword." Yang Xiaotian suddenly said.
Fan Wuyan was stunned.
"If you can't even take my sword, you also have no qualifications to be my slave." When Yang Xiaotian said this, he also pointed the sword with two fingers and struck out with one finger.
Suddenly, the sword energy surged like a sea, shaking the heaven and earth.
All the surrounding Fan family masters felt a terrifying sword energy coming towards their faces.
Fan Wuyan was shocked. Without thinking much, his whole body was supported by true energy. Divine shadows appeared behind him one by one. The divine light was strong. Ancient Sanskrit characters appeared on his body. These ancient Sanskrit characters condensed into an armor to protect him.
on him.
This is exactly the Sanskrit magical power of the Brahma family.
It is also the most powerful technique of the Fan family.
If you practice Sanskrit magic to its peak, you can condense ten thousand Sanskrit words. The more Sanskrit words you condense, the strongest your defense will be. If you can condense ten thousand Sanskrit words, your defense will be invincible.
And Fan Wuyan has already condensed a thousand Sanskrit words. It is very astonishing to condense a thousand Sanskrit words at the level of Martial Master.
Among all the heads of the Sanskrit family, no one has been able to condense a thousand Sanskrit words in the realm of Martial Master.
boom!
The moment Fan Wuyan's Sanskrit divine armor protected his body, Yang Xiaotian's sword energy struck the opponent's armor.
The armor's light shook violently.
Fan Wuyan only felt an extremely powerful force hitting him, causing him to retreat repeatedly.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Finally, the door of the restaurant was knocked off, and he retreated to a corner of the restaurant, hitting a stone pillar, causing the restaurant to collapse and make a loud noise.
And the thousand Sanskrit words on his body were like candles in the wind, as if they were about to be blown out at any moment.
The masters of the Fan family looked at Fanzi who was driven back to a corner of the restaurant, and were so shocked that even Fan Weihao was stunned.
Not only were the masters of the Fan family confused, but Fan Wuyan, the son of the Fan family, was also confused.
He is the Fanzi of the Fan family, the strongest disciple of the Fan family for thousands of years, but he was pushed back by an unknown young man!
"It seems that you can't even take my sword." Just when Fan Wuyan was stunned, Yang Xiaotian's voice sounded.
Can't even take a sword!
What's that?
He is not even qualified to be a slave to Yang Xiaotian!