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Chapter 3295

Wang Fan returned to Wuliang Peak, bid farewell to Lin Xuan and other fellow disciples, and then headed to the Sect Master Peak.

Although he didn't mean anything, everyone understood what he meant.

That is, even though Wang Fan is about to go to the Sect Master Peak to practice, he is still a disciple of Wuliang Peak.

This is Wang Fan's attitude.

The Wuliang Peak disciples looked at Wang Fan's leaving figure with emotion.

No one expected that Wang Fan would be favored by the sect master just a short time after he started, and he would be personally recruited into the sect master's peak training school.

Everyone understands what this means.

This means that in the near future, Wang Fan will become the most dazzling existence in the Divine Sword Sect.

Because this is the first time in so many years that the sect leader has personally invited disciples to go to the sect master’s peak to practice school.

Although the sect leader had countless disciples, they were all registered by name. Only Wang Fan was the true disciple.

"Junior brother, come on."

"Senior Brother Wang Fan, I look forward to your future."

"If you have time, go back to Wuliang Peak and take a look."

Lin Xuan and others waved goodbye, and Wang Fan smiled freely and walked away.

Ghost Jianfeng.

These days, Mo Zhan has been looking for Wang Fan.

Wang Fan occupied his Immortal Essence Room and forcefully defeated his junior brother who had been asked to guard outside. This made him feel very humiliated.

However, even though he has been looking for Wang Fan, he has yet to find any trace of Wang Fan.

In fact, he didn't even know which peak master Wang Fan was practicing under.

Although Wang Fan's suppression of the disciples of Martial Arts Peak caused an uproar within the sect, Mo Zhan also listened to it.

But Mo Zhan never thought that Wang Fan, who was so famous in the academy, was the one who occupied his Immortal Yuan Room.

After all, in his opinion, a dazzling existence like Wang Fan would never be in the Immortal First District even if he occupied the Immortal Yuan Room.

On this day, Mo Zhan was practicing when he suddenly received a message from a junior brother.

He grabbed the communication bead and took a look, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

After such a long time, it finally appeared?

He murmured to himself, then stood up and walked away.

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Wang Fan didn't know what was going on with Mo Zhan. After he left Wuliang Peak, he went straight to the Sect Master Peak.

However, before he reached the sect's main peak, a group of figures stepped forward, and then he saw an acquaintance.

Murong from Martial Peak.

Back then, when Wang Fan went to the Immortal Essence Field for the first time, this guy was very arrogant. He not only injured a monk occupying his Immortal Essence Room, but also threatened him.

It's just that Wang Fan was in a hurry to practice and ignored it.

Now seeing Murong again, a faint smile appeared on Wang Fan's lips.

He also had no intention of paying attention to Murong, but planned to just let it go.

The martial arts peak disciples were treated so badly by him, so Murong must have no longer dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

What's more, no matter what, Murong is also a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. Now that Wang Fan is favored by the sect leader, he naturally won't take that matter to heart.

However, Wang Fan had no intention of talking to Murong, but Murong looked at Wang Fan and said coldly, "Stop."

When his voice fell, not only Wang Fan's expression froze, but even some of the surrounding disciples who knew Wang Fan were stunned.

This Murong, what is he going to do, provoke Wang Fan?

Doesn't he know Wang Fan's strength?

However, Murong didn't notice the strange expressions of the disciples around him at all. He just looked at Wang Fan coldly:

"Son, do you still remember what happened that day? I Murong Guo, don't let me meet you again in the future, otherwise I will beat you once I see you."

Following Murong's words, the entire scene fell silent.

They had seen people who were not afraid of death, but they had never seen anyone who was not afraid of death like Murong.

However, Murong was still unaware. Not only him, but also the group of people behind him did not notice anything unusual.

Like Murong, they didn't know Wang Fan's identity at all.

Regarding Wang Fan's name, they had only heard of his name, but had never seen Wang Fan in person.

They all could clearly see Wang Fan's cultivation, a second-level immortal.

With this level of cultivation, even they, let alone Murong, could easily kill him instantly.

Therefore, they did not take Wang Fan seriously at all.

"Are you talking to me?" Wang Fan looked at Murong strangely, wondering if this guy had an itchy skin and wanted to torture him on purpose?

"Nonsense, if I'm not talking to you, who am I talking to? You were lucky that day and escaped a disaster. Today, I want to see if you are still so lucky."

Murong sneered, and the aura around him started to go crazy, and the cold aura firmly locked onto Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and was speechless. He kindly advised him, "Murong, I advise you to think about the consequences before doing anything. Otherwise, it will be bad if you lose someone.

"

"What are you?" When Murong heard this, he became angry, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

He pointed at Wang Fan, "You, a mere second-level immortal, dare to threaten me, and you want me to think about the consequences? Are you looking for death?"

Wang Fan was really too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. He ignored him and started to leave.

However, at this moment, another group of people came towards them not far away, it was Mo Zhan and his group from Ghost Sword Peak.

Wang Fan didn't know Mo Zhan at all, so he ignored it.

However, when Murong saw Mo Zhanzhan, his expression couldn't help but change.

Could it be that Mo Zhan is the reason why Wang Fan is so arrogant?

He looked at Mo Zhan and said, "Mo Zhan, this Quechu occupied your Xianyuan room, are you going to stand up for him?"

Mo Zhan was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head, "How could I stand up for him? He occupied my Immortal Yuan Room and made me lose face. I came to him to plot against Zhang."

"Why, Brother Murong, do you also want to make trouble for him? He also offended you, Brother Murong?"

"That's right." Murong nodded, "This person is arrogant and domineering. Not only did he not take me seriously, he also provoked me several times, so I want to let him improve his memory."

Mo Zhan was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he smiled, "That's right, that's good. Let's deal with him together."

"A mere immortal second-level ant is really going to rebel. He doesn't even look down on us senior brothers."

The two sang and harmonized, and soon united the front.

And hearing their conversation, many people around them were speechless.

Are you planning to form a group to seek abuse?

Wang Fan also had a confused look on his face. This is really true. They are neither enemies nor giants.

He has not offended a few people in the Divine Sword Sect, and now they are all together.

Since Mo Zhan and his party were blocked in their path, Wang Fan had to stop.

He looked at the two of them helplessly and said, "I advise you to think about the consequences before taking action, or go back and ask your senior fellow apprentices."

"Otherwise, if any bad consequences occur, it will be bad."

As proof, Wang Fan is really kind-hearted.

He really doesn't want to deal with these fellow seniors.

However, when his words fell into the ears of Murong and Mo Zhan, they completely changed their tone.


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