"No." Xiao Qing shook her head, "The battle between disciples in the same realm is conducive to improving the disciple's cultivation. It can arouse the disciple's competitive spirit and work harder."
"But if the elder of the Immortal Emperor takes action against the disciples of the Immortal Lord, it means that the realm is suppressed. Therefore, this kind of thing is not allowed by the sect."
Wang Fan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Hey, you humble maid, you have seen me, why don't you come over to pay homage? By the way, what do you think of my suggestion? What future can you have by following this trash? Why don't you come over to my place and be my sleeping accomplice?"
While the two were walking, a young man stepped out, pointed at Xiaoqing's nose and said arrogantly.
As soon as his voice fell, there was a burst of laughter and even a lot of booing.
Xiaoqing's face instantly turned ugly after hearing this, but she gritted her teeth and did not dare to say anything more.
Wang Fan's expression also didn't change much, and he looked at the young man calmly.
This is a ninth-level immortal monk, and his cultivation is far from reaching the peak of the ninth-level immortal.
But judging from the aura, his strength should be pretty good.
However, Wang Fan was speechless in his heart.
There are actually such disgusting disciples in the temple gate? In other words, can such a monk enter the temple gate?
When the young man saw Wang Fan glance at him, he smiled disdainfully and said coldly, "What are you looking at? I have taken a liking to this wretched servant. Do you have any objections?"
He was very arrogant and domineering, and he didn't take Wang Fan seriously at all.
In his eyes, Wang Fan is just a coward and coward who is afraid of fighting.
And for such people, even if they were fellow disciples, he didn't take them seriously at all.
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Wang Fan shook his head, and the people around him burst into laughter again. Everyone looked at Wang Fan with even more disdain.
Even Xiao Qing looked at Wang Fan in shock, feeling a sense of loss and disappointment in his heart.
"Haha, even if you are sensible, I forgive you for not daring to do so." When the young man heard Wang Fan's words, he laughed unscrupulously.
However, before his laughter could stop, he felt a strong aura pressing directly on him, and then a fist hit his Dantian.
"How dare you—" After coming back to his senses, the young man's face changed drastically.
But he didn't have time to react or even dodge. With a bang, Wang Fan's fist landed on his Dantian.
A stream of blood mist splashed out instantly, and the young man screamed, flew backwards, and then fell to the ground like a dog.
This scene froze the expressions of the surrounding monks, and even the previous disdain and laughter were frozen on their faces.
Dead silence!
Deathly silence!
No one thought that Wang Fan, the coward junior brother they looked down upon, could actually have such a violent and ruthless side, and he would explode other people's pubic areas with his actions.
Wang Fan casually took back his hand, looked at the young man and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't hold back for a moment and exploded your Dantian. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"
As he spoke, murderous intent suddenly rose from his body and locked onto the young man.
Under the pressure of that terrifying momentum, the young man's face immediately turned gray, and he quickly said with difficulty, "No, no objection."
At this moment, endless regret and endless resentment arose in his heart.
However, no matter how regretful or resentful he was, he was already unable to take revenge.
If his cultivation is abolished, life will be worse than death for him.
"It's best if you don't have any opinion." Wang Fan nodded lightly, and then continued to lead Xiaoqing forward.
However, he had not taken a few steps when a series of angry voices came over him.
"Wang Fan, blast Senior Brother Zhang's Dantian, are you going too far?"
"Humph, we are all brothers in the same sect, but you still act so harshly, it's simply inhumane!"
"You are a coward who is afraid of fighting and avoids fighting. Can you only do sneak attacks?"
For a moment, countless monks jumped up one after another with murderous intent, pointing at Wang Fan and yelling angrily.
Wang Fan glanced at the monks lightly. There were twelve of them in total, five immortals at the ninth level and seven at the peak of the ninth level.
Wang Fan looked at these people, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Why, is it possible that you have some objections?"
While speaking, he grabbed it with his right hand, and the Ancient Divine Sword appeared in his hand.
The ancient divine sword made a buzzing sword sound, and a terrifying sword intent and murderous intent slowly spread.
Those twelve monks never thought that Wang Fan would be so arrogant and dare to draw his sword in front of twelve of them.
One of the Immortal Lords, Perfection, smiled coldly and said, "What? If we say we have any objections, are you going to destroy us?"
Wang Fan nodded seriously, "You are right. If you dare to have any opinions, then today, you can all be ordinary people."
"Because people like you are not worthy of being monks. If the sect cultivates you, it will only bring harm to the world."
"Haha." When the Immortal Master Yuan Cheng heard Wang Fan's words, he almost laughed angrily.
What an arrogant monk. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant monk.
The remaining eleven monks were also extremely angry and had overwhelming murderous intent.
By what Wang Fan said, was he provoking all of them?
"Hmph, you are the one who brings trouble to the world. It is our temple's misfortune to have a ruthless disciple like you."
"Kill, kill him!"
"It's too arrogant to harm a fellow sect member. Kill him!"
For a moment, all the monks became angry.
As they roared, immortal energy surged from their bodies, and sword qi and sword light shot into the sky, and they rushed towards Wang Fan madly.
When Xiao Qing saw this scene, her pretty face turned pale.
She never thought that Wang Fan would provoke so many senior brothers at once.
However, she did not retreat, but followed closely behind Wang Fan.
"You are a chicken and a dog, you are looking for death! Do you really think that I don't accept your challenge because I am afraid of you?"
"Originally, I didn't want to cause trouble because we are all from the same sect, but since you are seeking death, I will help you."
Wang Fan said with a sneer, suddenly picked up Xiao Qing with one hand, and wielded the Ancient Divine Sword to kill him with the other hand.
His speed reached the extreme, pulling out illusory afterimages, and between heaven and earth, sword lights appeared across the sky.
Each of these bright sword lights contained extremely terrifying sword intent and killing power. For a moment, it was like a rain of swords fell from the sky, covering the twelve people crazily.
When the twelve people noticed the sword intent that locked them, their expressions changed drastically.
"How can this be?"
"no no!!!"
They screamed in terror, boom, boom, boom, a series of sounds, and under those sword lights, all their offensives were shattered.
Then with a series of splashes of blood, everyone screamed and fell down.
Their Dantians were all penetrated by the sword light, and their cultivation levels were completely destroyed.
With one sword, he defeated the ninth level of the twelve great immortals.
So scary!
Wang Fan landed on the ground and did not look at those people. Instead, he took Xiaoqing and continued moving forward.
However, at this moment, no one dared to mock Wang Fan.
The monks all looked at Wang Fan with shock on their faces, and their expressions were lifeless.
What a strong strength!
With such strength, even the two saints would be difficult to suppress, right?
Even Xiao Qing, who was being pulled by Wang Fan, was extremely shocked and couldn't believe this scene.