No one thought that when Wang Fan showed off his power and left, the Han Palace would actually launch an attack like this.
Is this because Wang Fan's talent is too demonic and he wants to strangle it in the cradle?
Probably.
As for what Yang Changqing said, few people present believed it.
This is just an excuse, an excuse to deal with Wang Fan.
Although everyone knows that Han Zhen from Prince Han's Mansion and Yang Changqing from Yang Family visited the low-level state some time ago.
But what state is Wang Fan in now? He is only on the second level of immortality.
No matter how demonic he is and how powerful his fighting ability is, he is still just an immortal monk.
Facing strong men like Han Zhen and Yang Changqing, are plots and tricks useful?
Wang Fan suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Changqing coldly.
He has seen shameless people, but he has never seen someone as shameless as Yang Changqing, who actually distorts the truth so much.
Back in the low-level states, these people were clearly frightened by the real dragon and fled in embarrassment. Now they are saying that it was Wang Fan who was responsible for his conspiracy. Isn't it ridiculous?
They plundered and killed brutally in Longyuan City, and even killed the principal and deputy dean of Fengqian Academy.
Before he, Wang Fan, could say anything, the other party attacked him first.
Of course, no matter how angry Wang Fan was, he didn't say anything at this time.
He knew that nothing he said was of any use, the other party just wanted to find an excuse to keep him.
It can be said that whether he lives or dies, he cannot be the master at all, it depends on what step the master of the Eight Peaks will do for him.
Master Wuliang Peak heard Yang Changqing's words and sneered, "What a joke. As a peak Immortal King, you were framed by the conspiracy of a second-level Immortal monk. Do you think everyone present is an idiot?"
"It's really ridiculous that my disciples of the Divine Sword Sect should be blamed for the deaths of your Yang family and Prince Han's nephews."
"Over the years, how many people from our Divine Sword Sect have died at the hands of Prince Han's Mansion and your Yang family? Is it possible that our Divine Sword Sect is also going to destroy your Yang family?"
"If you want to incriminate me, why bother? If you want to find an excuse to kill my disciple, then just do it. Where did all this nonsense come from?"
The Lord of Wuliang Peak said disdainfully, and an extremely wild aura suddenly emerged from his body, becoming overwhelming in an instant.
Not only him, but also the other seven peak masters also burst out with violent fighting spirit.
Lines of sword light wandered in the void, like divine power, with mighty sword power.
Yang Changqing's face was ashen, but he did not speak. A powerful aura also erupted from his body, and then he looked at the Master of Prince Han's Palace.
He knew that based on his identity and status, he was not qualified to talk to the master of the Eight Peaks, let alone fight.
Whether or not to take action can only be decided by the master of Prince Han's Palace. After all, this is Prince Han's Palace.
Seeing the attitude of the eight peak masters, Prince Han's Palace Master snorted coldly and stood up.
He looked at the eight people coldly, "So, you are determined to protect him?"
While speaking, an extremely violent aura surged out of his body and enveloped the entire banquet hall in an instant.
At the same time, the sound of whooshing through the sky continued to sound, and in an instant, dozens of experts from the Han Palace appeared here.
The masters of Prince Han's Palace all had strong auras and vaguely surrounded the banquet hall. As long as the master of Prince Han's Palace gave an order, they would take action forcefully.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the eight peak masters could not help but change, and they became completely gloomy.
Although the two major forces were at odds and the banquet was not a good one, after all, they were invited to come to congratulate the Lord of the Han Palace on his birthday.
However, now, Prince Han's Palace Master wants to kill Wang Fan, which is simply a slap in their face.
"Han Xian, are you really shameless about taking action? This is Prince Han's palace, aren't you afraid of the consequences?"
"We were invited to come here to celebrate your birthday, and now you want to use this excuse to kill my disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. Do you really want to do this?"
The Master of Wuliang Peak's face turned even colder, and his body faintly erupted with extreme murderous intent.
Not only him, but also the other seven peak masters were filled with murderous intent.
Today's events were watched by so many people present. If they really let the Master of Prince Han kill Wang Fan, then where would the dignity of his Divine Sword Sect be?
What's more, Wang Fan's talent is so outstanding, if he goes back to cultivate it with all his strength, I'm afraid he will be able to grow into a peak powerhouse in just a few years.
When the time comes, it will be just around the corner for the Divine Sword Sect to overwhelm Prince Han's Mansion.
How could the Divine Sword Sect let Prince Han’s Mansion kill such a person?
Today, Wang Fan's performance made them all see hope and hope for the future of the Divine Sword Sect.
"You also know that this is Prince Han's Mansion? Well, in short, you must give an explanation for the low-level state affairs. Wang Fan, I, Prince Han's Mansion, will kill you."
"If you insist on protecting him, then just go to war."
Prince Han's Palace Master did not give in and said coldly.
The reason why he dared to be so strong was firstly because this was Prince Han's palace, and secondly because the master of the Divine Sword Sect was not here.
As long as the Master of the Divine Sword Sect is not around, no one from the Eight Peaks can suppress him. In addition, this is his territory, so even if there is a war, they are not afraid.
Originally, Prince Han's Palace Master had no intention of doing this.
After all, once a real war breaks out, even if they can kill the eight peak masters, they will probably suffer heavy losses. At that time, other forces may be able to reap the benefits.
However, Wang Fan's talent is too demonic. He is a second-level immortal, and he can even suppress the sixth-level immortal demons who are powerful in the central area. In addition, Wang Fan and the Han Palace have already formed an irreconcilable hatred.
Under this situation, once he lets Wang Fan leave, and Wang Fan grows up in the future, it will be a disaster for the Han Palace.
Rather than worrying about it in the future, it is better to burn the boat now.
"good very good."
When the Master of the Eight Peaks heard what Prince Han said, his expression suddenly became cold and stern.
Since war is inevitable, we have no choice but to fight.
If they had known that Wang Fan was so talented, they would never have brought him here.
However, now that Wang Fan's talent has been exposed, regrets are useless.
Powerful and terrifying auras emerged from both sides, and those auras were like swimming dragons, sweeping through this space crazily.
The wine tables in the banquet hall were shattered in the invisible storm.
The big shots who came to celebrate their birthdays, as well as the juniors from Prince Han's palace, felt this scene and quickly retreated away from the banquet hall area.
This breath was really terrifying, and it was simply not something they could bear.
Especially those of the younger generation, if they were not protected by elders, the aura alone might be able to kill them.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly became tense.
The war is about to break out.
But just when the two sides were about to take action and a terrifying battle broke out, a burst of laughter suddenly came over.
"Haha, Prince Han's Mansion is so majestic. He invited me, the Divine Sword Sect, to celebrate his birthday, but now he wants to keep a member of my Divine Sword Sect."
"Why, does Prince Han's Mansion think it can defeat our Divine Sword Sect and plans to start a war in advance?"
As this voice came out, boundless and terrifying sword intent suddenly emerged in the air.
Those dazzling sword intents were like wandering dragons, splitting the space and directly covering the sky above Prince Han's Mansion.
The storm roared, as if it would fall at any time and destroy everything.
"Sect Master?" When the Eight Peaks Master heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed to surprise.
The face of Han Xian, the master of Prince Han's Palace, suddenly turned gloomy.