As the saying goes, a thousand waves were stirred up in one moment. Although Wang Fan was extremely powerful, he provoked the geniuses present so arrogantly. How could those geniuses tolerate it?
Whoosh whoosh!
This time, many monks had already risen up without waiting for the young prince’s order.nge
A violent aura emerged from their bodies, and the eyes they looked at Wang Fan were full of cold murderous intent.
This guy is really too arrogant.
No matter how powerful he is, so what?
But it’s just the eighth level of Immortal King.
If these geniuses were to come forward one by one, perhaps no one would be Wang Fan's opponent.
But if they were together, I don't believe they couldn't kill Wang Fan.
"Arrogant guy, I'm here to meet you."
"You, an eighth-level Immortal King, dare to be so arrogant. Today is your day of death."
"Arrogant people will not live long after all."
The monks shouted, and their figures rose up in a flash, heading towards Wang Fan to kill him.
Among these monks, there are ninth-level Immortal Kings, first-level Immortal Lords, second-level Immortal Lords, and even a third-level Immortal Lord.
Fortunately, this place is large enough, otherwise, if so many monks attacked Wang Fan together, they would really be unable to perform their attacks.
Wang Fan looked at the dozens of people who were killing them crazily and grinned.
He stepped out, his hands turned into palm shadows, and slapped out continuously.
Those palm shadows are all wrapped in the elemental energy of gold, and they look like they are real.
One after another, the palm shadows continued to blast out, colliding with the attacks of the monks, making a booming, booming, and low-pitched explosion.
It didn't take long for the two ninth-level Immortal Kings to fly away from each other with their palm prints, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Wang Fan did not stop, nor did he look at the two Immortal Kings on the ninth level.
The Immortal King is only at the ninth level. To him now, he is nothing more than an ant and does not pose any threat at all.
He took one step forward, and there was a sound of thunder under his feet, and then his whole person disappeared in place like lightning.
The lightning technique was used to its extreme, and the next moment, Wang Fan appeared next to a first-level immortal.
His palm was like a cattail leaf fan, slapping the opponent in the face.
"you"
The Immortal Lord's face changed drastically. He never expected that, facing the attack of so many people, Wang Fan would dare to rush into the middle of them.
He didn't even expect that Wang Fan would be so fast. In just a short moment, he was already approaching.
There was a loud snap, and he had no time to react. He only felt pain on his cheek, and his whole body spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"you wanna die."
An angry shout sounded from Wang Fan's side, and a second-level Immortal Lord who was closer to Wang Fan came to kill him with a long knife.
The blade was sharp, creating a series of shadows, stabbing Wang Fan's head straight.
With a sneer, the sharp blade tore through Wang Fan's body in just an instant.
However, he soon discovered that what he tore apart was not Wang Fan's true body, but just an afterimage.
As for Wang Fan, he has long since disappeared.
Of course it is impossible for Wang Fan to face off against the Immortal Lord on the second level. If it was just the other person, he would not be afraid at all.
But if he turns around to attack the opponent, the other monks will also come to kill him.
It would be very dangerous if he was under siege by then.
Therefore, Wang Fan simply performed the Space Shift and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared again, he was already behind all the monks.
Wang Fan didn't hesitate at all, the immortal energy in his body roared like an angry dragon, and his fists were shot forward.
Bang bang!
The fist wave hit the air and hit a first-level Immortal Master and a second-level Immortal Master monk.
The two monks vomited blood on the spot and flew forward.
Several monks were unable to dodge and were hit by them, staggering around.
"The so-called genius is really vulnerable."
Wang Fan's voice sounded disdainfully, and he suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the void.
In an instant, amid a burst of thunder, the energy of the thunder element in the air began to gather crazily.
In just an instant, the energy of the thunder element had condensed into thirteen thunder dragons as thick as a bucket.
Each thunder dragon opened its scarlet mouth, opened its teeth and claws, and bit into the thirteen monks.
When the thirteen monks saw this scene, their expressions couldn't help but change drastically in an instant.
"Thunder cultivator? He also understood the laws of space?"
"How can this be?"
"No!"
They looked horrified, and began to mobilize all their immortal energy, waving the magic weapons in their hands, intending to resist.
But despite this, six monks were still blown away with a rumbling sound.
The six monks were either swept by the thunder dragon's tail or bitten by its mouth. They fell to the ground one by one, dying.
Thirteen geniuses, six more are gone, and only seven are left.
"What a weird trick."
The faces of the seven people were extremely ugly.
Eighteen of their geniuses attacked together, but they were all beaten to a pulp by Wang Fan.
Who is this Wang Fan, and how can he be so powerful?
Is he really only at the eighth level of the Immortal King?
Among the seven geniuses, the face of the third-level Immortal Lord was also extremely ugly.
Originally, in his opinion, with him in charge and seventeen other people joining forces, it was more than enough to kill Wang Fan.
But now, he realized that the number of people was of no use to Wang Fan at all.
What's more, these eighteen people are still a mess.
Wang Fan just relied on his weird movement skills to beat them to pieces.
He waved his hand, and the other six people immediately retreated and dispersed.
He looked at Wang Fan and said coldly, "How dare you come to my Fengtian Tower?"
However, before he even finished speaking, Wang Fan pointed at him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The endless wood elemental vines tore through the air, like sharp thorns, and struck directly towards his body.
When the third-level Immortal Master saw this scene, his face became even more ugly, and he had to swallow back the words in his mouth.
He raised his palm and slapped it forward hard. With a crackling sound, the endless vines shattered and turned into elemental energy and dissipated.
However, just when those vines were shattered, Wang Fan's figure had disappeared from the spot again.
For a moment, the third-level Immortal Lord stood in the distance, feeling the sharp edge piercing his back, and no longer dared to move.
His mental power surged out crazily, lingering around him, and he was deeply afraid that he would be attacked by Wang Fan.
"The third level of Immortal Lord is nothing more than that."
A soft voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
He was suddenly startled, turned around suddenly, formed a palm with his right hand, and slapped it backwards.
But at this moment, Wang Fan's figure appeared above his head, and then a huge foot stepped on his face diagonally.
Bang!
The third-level Immortal was stepped on and flew backwards, falling hard to the ground, with half of his face collapsed.
He wanted to get up and kill Wang Fan desperately, but he was horrified to find that the muscles and veins in his body had been shattered.
Wang Fan appeared and couldn't help but sigh secretly.
The strength of these geniuses is really too weak.
Otherwise, how could it be so easy for him to defeat the third level Immortal Lord?
At least, the other party's perception, in the realm of greatness, is too poor.
Wang Fan did not look at the third-level immortal, but looked at the young prince and said with a smile, "It's your turn."