"Senior Sister Murong, can you go to the Martial Palace with me?" Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic and asked.
But he still remembered that Nangong Dai had just said that people from the five major forces were attacking Wugong.
Nangong Dai treated him well, so naturally he couldn't just sit idly by and ignore her.
"Yes, not only can I go to the Martial Palace with you, but I can also protect you for a period of time."
Murong Xian nodded and said in a soft voice.
Wang Fan became even more ecstatic, gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's go and kill all those bastards."
After saying that, the group of people quickly rushed towards Wugong.
Wang Fan was extremely excited as he was led by Murong Xian.
He has also been very depressed these days.
When he first entered the Eastern Territory, he offended the three Guning and Huang families. Then he was hunted down and finally had to retreat into the strange mountains.
This kind of depression almost drove him crazy.
But now, he can finally take revenge.
With Murong Xian as his powerful backer, what does Wang Fan have to fear?
He wants to tell those people that he is also a person with a backing, and if he dares to provoke him, he will die.
Wang Fan and the other seven people were like streams of light, flying past in mid-air and heading straight for the Martial Palace.
Not long after, they approached the Wugong area.
Still thousands of miles away, Wang Fan's mental power swept over and saw that countless monks were fighting in the martial palace at this moment.
From time to time, monks wearing the robes of martial arts disciples would die.
Looking at this scene, Wang Fan's eyes were almost splitting.
These five major forces are really bullying people!
At the same time, he also felt deep self-blame in his heart, because these enemies were brought to the Wugong by Wang Fan.
"Senior Murong, when you go to the Martial Palace, don't rush to take action. Let me kill you. As long as you deter those Immortal Emperors, that's enough."
Wang Fan's eyes went crazy in an instant and he spoke.
"Okay." Murong Xian nodded, still only saying one word.
Her expression was extremely indifferent, as if nothing could attract her attention.
Only the eyes that occasionally glanced at Wang Fan would become softer.
What Wang Fan brought to her before was exactly what she wanted.
Not only that, she also knew one thing, that is, her ancestor was not dead.
This is absolutely great news for Murong Xian, no, for the entire Murong family.
"Senior Nangong, later you go in and deal with the invading Dog Immortal Emperor. Under Immortal Emperor, let me come."
Wang Fan said to Nangong Dai and the others again.
Nangong Dai nodded.
She also felt a little relieved.
At the critical moment, Wang Fan did not abandon Wugong.
You know, if an ordinary person relies on a powerful backing like Murong Xian, even if he looks down on Wugong and no longer cares about Wugong's affairs, it is not impossible.
Fortunately, Wang Fan is not the kind of ungrateful person, and he did not misjudge the person.
The group of people flew through the air and soon arrived outside the Martial Palace.
The monks who were fighting stopped when they felt the arrival of the group.
Those martial arts monks looked at Nangong Dai and the others and were simply ecstatic with surprise!
"Uncle Nangong, you are finally back. The five major forces have invaded my martial palace. You must kill these bastards."
"Uncle Nangong, you are finally back. If you don't come back, Wugong will probably be destroyed. Just now, I saw Uncle Gong... he fell."
"Uncle Nangong————"
While the martial arts monks were roaring, some of them even shed tears.
For them, Wugong is home.
People like Nangong Dai are their elders to them.
Now that their home has been destroyed and their elders have been killed, you can imagine how they feel.
On the contrary, the monks from the five major forces were stunned at first, and then disdainful.
So what if the five Immortal Emperors return? Can they change the status quo?
Among their five major forces, the ten major immortal emperors came together.
Of course, none of these monks dared to speak.
They are just immortal monks. Without provoking Nangong Dai and others, Nangong Dai and others will not take action like weaklings like them.
But once they dare to provoke, even if they are killed, it will be in vain.
Nangong Dai and the other five looked at the martial arts monks who were seriously injured or died tragically at the scene, their faces were extremely gloomy and extremely angry.
However, they did not speak. Instead, they flashed and went straight to the depths of the Martial Palace.
Deep in the Martial Palace, there were more than a dozen powerful Immortal Emperor auras, and they had already felt them.
Wang Fan and Murong Xian did not move.
Murong Xian was standing next to Wang Fan, his expression as calm as ever, without any ripples.
Wang Fan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were so scarlet that he was about to go crazy.
He grabbed it with his right hand, and the fiery red Ancient Divine Sword instantly appeared in his hand. The next second, the Ancient Divine Sword had already been slashed out.
A sword pierced the air, setting off a bright sword light, and the killing force was overwhelming.
The two invading seventh-level Immortal Master monks didn't even react. Their heads flew up and were killed with a sword.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
"Who are you?"
"You bastard, you are looking for death!"
"Kill, kill this bastard first."
"Kill that bitch too!"
The monks from the five major forces never thought that Wang Fan would take action as soon as he said so.
When they saw this scene and realized that Wang Fan's cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Immortal Lord, they were immediately angry, roared and killed him.
Those monks who scolded Wang Fan had better luck. After all, they were just scolding Wang Fan.
But those monks who scolded Murong Xian were a little miserable.
They just had time to move, before their bodies suddenly froze in mid-air and began to slowly burn.
From body to soul, without any effort, their bodies were burning with scorching flames.
Several people felt this scene in horror, struggling wildly, but could not move at all.
They wanted to scream, but they couldn't even open their mouths, let alone the sound.
Life is worse than death.
Wang Fan ignored those people, but with a whoosh, he rushed towards the killing monks.
"God Slash!"
With a low roar, the ancient divine sword in his hand flashed bright rays of light in mid-air, tearing apart like crazy, and the space seemed to be split in half.
The eighth-level Immortal Lord who rushed forward felt the terrifying sword power, his face changed wildly, and he raised his sword to block it frantically.
But his speed is much slower than Wang Fan.
With a scoff, the ancient divine sword flew past the gap between the blades and struck him directly.
laugh!
Blood splattered.
Immortal Lord on the eighth floor, die!
Wang Fan killed this man without hesitation, and went straight towards the others, shouting, "If you dare to offend my martial arts palace, you all deserve to die!"
"God Slash!"
"God Slash!"
"God Slash!!!"
At this moment, Wang Fan was like a madman, the ancient divine sword kept rising and falling again.
Compared with before entering Guishan, not only was his sword speed faster, but its power was also increased several times.
In other words, this is no longer the original God Slash, but a simplified God Slash.
Compared with before, the current God Slash is simpler, more direct, more condensed, and more terrifying.
"Bastard!" A ninth-level Immortal Master monk was furious when he saw that Wang Fan had killed more than a dozen late-level Immortal Master monks in a short period of time.
With a flash of his body, he put aside his opponent and charged towards Wang Fan.