When Xiao Chushan heard this, his face turned dark.
The disciples of the Sword Academy behind him almost went berserk.
They have seen shameless people, but they have never seen anyone as shameless as Wang Fan.
This is simply extortion.
However, Wang Fan didn't care at all about the expressions of the disciples from the All Saints Palace below. He just looked at Xiao Chushan with a smile, as if waiting for his answer.
Xiao Chushan stared at Wang Fan and took a few deep breaths before calming down.
He didn't say anything, he just grabbed a space ring and threw it towards Wang Fan.
There is no other way, he also wants to take revenge, and he also wants to save face for the Sword Academy.
If Wang Fan doesn't accept the challenge, he really has no choice.
After all, next, his Sword Academy will send out disciples from the Immortal Emperor's sixth level or even higher to challenge.
As for Wang Fan, his cultivation level is only the fifth level of Immortal Emperor.
According to the regulations of the Holy Palace, if a person with a high level of cultivation challenges a person with a low level of cultivation, he must obtain the consent of the other party, otherwise he will not be allowed to challenge.
Unless there is a life-and-death feud between the two parties, and it is approved by the elders of the Holy Palace.
Wang Fan took the space ring thrown by Xiao Chushan, scanned it with his mental power, and the smile on his face suddenly became brighter.
He looked at Gu Feiyang and Xiao Chushan and said brilliantly: "Thank you two senior brothers. Look, which one of you will go up first."
"Well--"
Both Xiao Chushan and Xiao Chushan had dark expressions on their faces, and they almost wanted to go up and beat Wang Fan in person.
Fortunately, they still had sense and endured it.
Gu Feiyang and Xiao Chushan looked at each other and said, "Yang He, go ahead."
Following his voice, a sixth-level Immortal Emperor monk who had already lost his patience stepped out and appeared on the battlefield in a flash.
It is Yanghe.
After Yang He stepped onto the battlefield, the divine energy in his body instantly went berserk, as if he had turned into a real dragon and surrounded him.
He didn't say any nonsense, and he had no intention of claiming his own cultivation level. He just flashed his body and killed Wang Fan.
Extremely decisive, without any hesitation.
"So direct?"
Wang Fan was a little dazed when he saw this scene, but he was not afraid at all, nor did he wait in place as before.
He raised his right hand slightly, tapped his fingers, and whoosh, sword intent shot out instantly, hitting Yang He's body directly.
"Destroy!"
When Yang He saw this scene, he sneered, his hands immediately danced, and palm prints shot out one after another, landing on the sword shadow that Wang Fan blasted, and the sword shadow was instantly shattered and annihilated.
Yang He is a very powerful sixth-level Immortal Emperor, and his strength is not comparable to that of Mang Zhong before.
Mang Zhong is good at strength, and most of the martial arts he practices are direct and violent martial arts.
And he, Yang He, is good at everything. Not only is he powerful in attack, he is also very powerful in body skills.
Therefore, Gu Feiyang asked him to take action against Wang Fan.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of explosions continued, and the sword shadows shot out by Wang Fan were all shattered and annihilated by Yang He's palm prints.
At the same time, Yang He soared into the air and continued to approach Wang Fan.
The speed of dancing with his hands is also faster, and the palm prints are more powerful.
Densely packed and terrifying.
Wang Fan still didn't take it seriously. When he saw Yang He approaching him, he advanced instead of retreating and continued to attack.
At the same time, his right hand turned into a palm sword, and he directly performed the God's Five Consecutive Slashes.
Boom boom boom!
The god's five consecutive slashes fell, and the palm prints all over the sky began to shatter. In the blink of an eye, five sword lights tore apart all the palm prints and landed in front of Yang He.
At the same time, Yang He had once again condensed a golden, bright palm print, heading towards the five sword lights.
Boom boom boom!
Three sounds and three sword lights were instantly shattered.
However, when the golden palm print and the fourth sword light came into contact, both parties were annihilated at the same time.
When Yang He saw this scene, his face looked a little ugly.
Seeing that the last sword light was about to fall, he did not hesitate at all. The wind element wrapped around his body and began to retreat crazily.
However, he is fast, how can he be faster than the sword light?
In the blink of an eye, the fifth sword light fell on him, and with a sound, several wounds were torn out on his body.
Of course, it was only a minor injury, not a serious injury.
Yang He looked at the wound on his chest, his face looking as ugly as possible.
He never thought that even he would suffer such a big loss in the first confrontation.
Boundless anger arose in his heart, and the divine energy in his body went berserk, ready to fight back crazily.
But at this moment, an extremely dangerous aura came, and then he saw Wang Fan appearing in front of him like a ghost.
With one punch, the color of the world changed.
Yang He had no time to fight back, so he could only resist with his arms crossed.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Yang He's arms went numb, and violent power rushed into his body. He felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart, and he flew backwards.
There was another loud noise, and his body fell on the battle platform.
defeat!
Miserable failure!
The disciples of the Holy Palace below looked at this scene and were speechless. However, they were not as shocked as before and seemed to have gotten used to it.
Wang Fan walked up to Yang He with a smile, kicked him away with the same kick, and then said with a smile: "Next one."
"asshole!"
"This bastard is so arrogant!"
"Ahhhh, I can't stand him anymore!!!"
The disciples of the Holy Palace almost collapsed when they heard Wang Fan's arrogant words.
Does this sound like what an Immortal Emperor character said?
Does this sound like what a disciple of the Holy Palace would say?
Why did their Holy Palace recruit such a monster?
Xiao Chushan's face was also extremely ugly, but he still gritted his teeth and sent out a Sword Academy Tianjiao from the sixth level of the Immortal Emperor.
However, the genius of the Sword Academy at the sixth level of the Immortal Emperor is not as confident as Yang He before.
Wang Fan glanced at him and said calmly: "If you can't do it, go down. For the sake of that senior brother helping me, I allow you, the Seventh Level Immortal Emperor of the Sword Academy, to take action."
The corners of the Holy Palace disciple's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.
Xiao Chushan also had a dark look on his face.
As for the Immortal Emperor's sixth-level sword cultivator who came on stage, he already wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow down. He wanted to kill Wang Fan.
He is a sixth-level Immortal Emperor and a powerful swordsman, but Wang Fan is only a fifth-level Immortal Emperor. How dare you say that he is not good?
The most disgusting thing is, why didn't Wang Fan say this when he didn't get on the fighting stage just now? Why did Wang Fan not say it until he got on the fighting stage?
Damn it!
However, no matter how angry he was, in the end, he gritted his teeth and left the battlefield, completely humiliated.
Almost as soon as he left, in the direction of the Sword Academy, a powerful sword cultivator from the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor had already stepped onto the battlefield.
The eyes he looked at Wang Fan were filled with endless coldness.
Wang Fan's face rarely became serious. He looked at Gu Feiyang and Xiao Chushan and said: "Whether we win or lose, this is the last battle of the day. After this battle, I will not accept any more challenges today."