The third level of the Immortal King has entered the Immortal King list. This is simply exciting to think about. hxze
Over there at the Martial Arts Pavilion.
The faces of the five responsible persons were all green.
They did not expect that things would turn out to be so dramatic. Even Murong, who was ranked among the top eight hundred Immortal Kings, was defeated.
Now that Murong has been defeated, it can be said that Wang Fan's entry into the Immortal King List is a sure thing.
After all, Murong Nai was secretly trained by their martial arts pavilion and was not known to outsiders at all.
Even though he has the strength to be in the top 800 of the Immortal King List, he is not on the Immortal King List after all.
So when he went to fight, even if the monks watching the battle had doubts in their minds, it was still controllable.
But in the next battle, Wang Fan will face a real strong person on the Immortal King List.
Among those real powerful people on the Immortal King List, which one is not a character?
It can be said that these people at the scene, even if they have never met him, have heard of his name.
In this case, can Martial Pavilion find the top 800 people on the Immortal King List to fight?
In that case, wouldn’t it be a self-defeating sign?
"Let Lan Zhao come over."
One of the people in charge let out a long depressed sigh and said.
Lan Zhao, ranked 931 on the Immortal King List, is extremely powerful.
Of course, compared to Murong who fought with Wang Fan before, he is much worse.
Here at Wudou Pavilion, there are powerful people from the Immortal King List sitting in charge every day.
After all, if someone successfully challenges a hundred consecutive victories, wouldn't it be a joke if they can't come up with the strongest one on the Immortal King List?
Not long after, a young man in blue came here.
This young man in blue is a little depressed, quite depressed.
Because he had witnessed Wang Fan's previous battles, he knew in his heart that he was no match for Wang Fan at all.
"Senior, let's forget it, right? How about I just go up and admit defeat?"
Lan Zhao looked at the five old men and said this.
Thinking of Wang Fan's divine sword style, Lan Zhao felt a little frightened.
Even someone as strong as Murong was not sure about taking on the sixth form of the Divine Sword. In his opinion, the fifth form was enough to kill him instantly.
"What are you talking about? You, the powerful Immortal King, are such a proud and dazzling existence. How can you be defeated without a fight? No, this is absolutely not possible!"
When the old man of the Great God Sect heard Lan Zhao's words, he immediately blew his beard and stared.
Lan Zhao is a disciple of the Great God Sect. If he is defeated without a fight, wouldn't he be disgracing a member of the Great God Sect?
"But I'm no match for him. I watched his fight. If I fight, I will lose." Lan Zhao said depressedly.
He was also secretly cursing these five old guys, they were so shameless.
This kind of deceptive thing actually happened to him, Lan Zhao.
Is he, Lan Zhao, willing to admit defeat without fighting?
He is a powerful person on the Immortal King List, and he also needs face.
But having said that, it’s okay not to admit defeat, Wang Fan is really better than him.
"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly. Not only do you have to go, you also have to fight with all your strength. Although Wang Fan is very strong, he is only at the third level of the Immortal King after all."
"And since he has been fighting for so long, he is probably too weak to continue, so you still have a chance."
The old man from Wangyun Palace was laughing and making sarcastic remarks.
Anyway, when Wang Fan looks at the disciples of the Shen Sect, he can say whatever he wants.
If it were Wang Fansheng, he would have the face of Wangyungong.
If Wang Fan loses, it's good that he won't be so in the limelight.
There is no pressure on him, it doesn't matter.
Lan Zhao's face turned dark.
But, does he dare to say anything?
If he couldn't beat these five old men, he really wanted to slap them.
"Okay, go ahead and don't waste any more time. Remember, you are fighting for your own honor and to keep your ranking on the Immortal King List."
The old man from Xuantianmen was even more irritating. While waving his hands, he also made a sarcastic remark.
Lan Zhao was about to cry, but he had no choice but to walk out slowly.
Looking at his back, there is quite a bit of wind and water and an air of coldness.
Outside.
Finally, under everyone's expectations, Lan Zhao appeared on the battlefield.
"Lan Zhao, who is ranked 931st on the Immortal King List?"
"It's him. Is he finally going to take action?"
"This is unfair. Wang Fan is only at the third level of the Immortal King. Logically speaking, shouldn't it be someone with a lower ranking who takes action? Lan Zhao takes action. What does this mean?"
"That's right. In Luo Yan's last battle, the powerful person she faced on the Immortal King List was only Peng Zhan, who was ranked 993. Why was Wang Fan's opponent Lan Zhao?"
"Where's Pengzhan, why don't you let him take action? This is simply too bullying."
As soon as Lan Zhao appeared, he aroused dissatisfaction among most monks.
In the eyes of those monks, this was really a bit too bullying.
You know, the powerful person Luo Yan faced before on the Immortal King List was the 993rd.
But the strong man Wang Fan faced was the 931st one.
But don't underestimate the gap between these sixty people. Their combat capabilities are completely different.
In a corner, a young man in black listened to those discussions, his face darkened.
Let him go?
Is he going to die?
Let alone him, even this Lan Zhao can only kneel down.
What's more, he has already been defeated by that woman Luo Yan, so what qualifications do he have to fight?
If he loses another game, will he still want his old face?
No need to ask, this man in black must be Peng Zhan, who is ranked 993 on the Immortal King List.
As everyone knows, Lan Zhao was also very depressed at this time.
Especially listening to the discussions of those monks, he almost wanted to hit them.
Damn it, you lifted him up so high, do you want to throw him to death?
Wang Fan didn't have so many ideas. When he saw Lan Zhao ascending to the fighting stage, he took out the killing spear with a move of his right hand and said, "Let's get started."
He really didn't want to delay the matter, he just wanted a quick resolution.
The Eighth Sword Style was too time-consuming, so he planned to use the Killing Spear directly to determine the outcome with one move.
Lan Zhao saw Wang Fan grab the killing spear, and when he heard Wang Fan's words, he was in a daze for a moment.
He couldn't help but ask, "Isn't your weapon a sword? Why should you use a gun instead?"
He was really confused.
Wang Fan's expression was extremely serious and solemn.
He looked at Lan Zhao and said, "To show my respect for you, I plan to use a gun instead. I don't think we need to test it. We can just decide the outcome with one move, right?"
"After this move, if you can still stand, count me defeated. If you can't stand, count me victor. How about that?"
Lan Zhao looked at Wang Fan's serious expression and listened to Wang Fan's solemn words, and he almost fell to his knees.
This, this damn thing wants to kill him?
He didn't have to think about it at all, Wang Fan was definitely going to prepare a big move directly.
Damn it, he was really tricked to death.
"Ahem." Lan Zhao coughed twice, his old face twitched a few times, and he was about to admit defeat directly, very spinelessly. But a majestic message had already fallen into his ears, "If you dare to admit defeat, you will be punished according to the sect's rules!"
Lan Zhao almost fell down, his face turned black, he could only grit his teeth and nod bitterly, "Okay."
When Wang Fan saw Lan Zhao nodding, he smiled brightly, without any nonsense, he directly took the remaining gun in his hand, activated the killing ban, and fired out with one shot.