Wang Fan originally planned to save some face for this young man so that his defeat would not be so ugly, but after hearing this guy's arrogant words, he immediately changed his mind.
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He was not angry, but pointed at the young man and asked calmly, "Do you know why I chose you as my opponent?"
The young man was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Why?"
"Because you are the weakest." Wang Fan said calmly.
Following Wang Fan's voice, a burst of laughter burst out from below, and the young man's complexion turned livid in an instant.
Wang Fan actually said that he was the weakest in front of everyone. This was simply looking down on him and slapping him in the face in front of everyone.
The young man's murderous intent surged uncontrollably, and his aura exploded in an instant.
"Boy, originally grandpa wanted to spare your life, but since you are eager to seek death, don't blame grandpa for being rude. Remember grandpa, my name is Li Han!"
As the young man spoke, he flashed his body and immediately rushed towards Wang Fanji.
When he got close to Wang Fan, he punched out, and the energy in the sky was torn apart, creating a violent killing force, and the sonic boom in the air exploded continuously.
"You're just an ant, your name is not worthy of being remembered by me." Wang Fan smiled disdainfully, stepped out, and punched out.
This severe cold at the ninth level of the Xuan Realm is really not enough for Wang Fan. If he is willing, he can kill him just by relying on coercion.
But Wang Fan didn't want to show too much conspicuousness, so he didn't do that. Instead, he used the strength of the ninth level of Xuanjing to punch.
The fists collided in mid-air, and with a loud bang, the young man's arm was severed in an instant, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he flew backwards.
But what surprised Spirit King Fan was that he was not dead. He was actually wearing a light blue personal armor.
"Hey, he's not dead, so take another punch from me." Wang Fan's eyes showed surprise, but he quickly came to his senses, stepped forward, and punched out again.
At this time, the young man's expression had completely changed and he became extremely frightened.
He never thought that Wang Fan would be so powerful, even so powerful that he could not compete with him.
It can be said that if his ancestral armor hadn't absorbed most of the impact, he would have died.
He no longer dared to hesitate and opened his mouth to shout the word "admit defeat". But how could Wang Fan let him do so?
"Death!" With the word "Death!" Wang Fandu sped up instantly, and suddenly, a violent wave of fists enveloped the young man, completely blocking his voice.
Then, with a crackling sound, the young man was completely blown to pieces.
At this moment, the entire audience was shocked to death. Everyone looked at Wang Fan with horror in their eyes.
They have all seen Li Han's strength. He has killed at least ten monks at the ninth level of the Xuan Realm. It can be said that he is invincible and unrivaled.
But such a powerful Li Han still couldn't block Wang Fan's two punches, and didn't even have a chance to admit defeat. What kind of strength is this?
A strong person, this number 1136 must be a strong person!
All the monks think so.
Among the remaining nine battle platforms, Tu Yizhao and the other two men who had just killed their opponents also turned to look at Wang Fan.
However, except for Tu Yizhao, the other two people's eyes showed fear.
After Wang Fan killed Li Han, his expression remained unchanged as he glanced at the monks below, waiting for the challenge from the others.
Although most monks are impressed by Wang Fan's strength and are afraid of Wang Fan, it does not mean that all monks are afraid of Wang Fan.
"1136, I'm Feiyan, come and fight with you!" At a certain moment, along with a voice, a black monk flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Fan.
After he appeared, he didn't hesitate at all. He directly grabbed a shovel-like weapon and blasted it towards Wang Fan crazily.
This person's strength is also at the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm, and his attacks are extremely sharp and decisive. As soon as the shovel came out, there was a roar of wind and endless air waves, rushing towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan didn't speak, but just glanced at this person lightly, and then like an arrow, his right leg was first pulled back, and then suddenly thrown forward.
Whoosh!
A sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded, setting off a terrifying wave of air that rolled towards the shovel.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Wang Fan actually tried to use his right leg to block the opponent's weapon. Is this confidence or arrogance?
The black monk's face also became ugly. Wang Fan's move was simply contempt for him.
However, his ugly expression soon solidified.
With a clang, Wang Fan swung his right leg against the shovel, as if it was being whipped away by a steel whip, and a series of dazzling sparks suddenly appeared.