Ning Tian's face was extremely gloomy. He never thought that his body skills, which he was so proud of, had no advantage in front of Wang Fan.
My uncle, he is worthy of being a descendant of the ancient clan, and worthy of being the monster that his lineage paid a high price to kill.
The mere seventh level of the Great Emperor is already so impressive. If it grows up, what will happen?
Wang Fan was extremely solemn inside, but on the outside he looked extremely green.
He looked at Ning Tian and said disdainfully: "I say, you should go together, you can't do it alone."
He was also very depressed. Didn't we just agree to have a group fight? Why did it become a solo practice?
Through previous testing, he also saw that Ning Tian was very strong.
If you kill by force, it doesn't mean you can't kill, you just need to pay a price.
If he and Ning Tian were alone in a no-man's land, he would definitely choose to kill by force without hesitation.
But now it's not possible.
This Ning Tian still has something, and there are more than a dozen peak Saint Emperors around him who are watching him with eager eyes.
So he can only waste it.
Originally, according to Wang Fan's idea, more than a dozen people would attack together. Then he would have more room to maneuver. He would kill the weak ones first and cause psychological pressure to the other party.
But now, except for Ning Tian, everyone else is staring out like wolves, surrounded by a pack of wolves, watching with eagerness.
In addition, Ning Tian is not easy to kill, which makes it a bit difficult for him to handle.
It wasn't like he hadn't thought about how he had taken the opportunity to attack those people before, but he gave up in the end.
That would be more troublesome.
Of course, his previous fight with Ning Tian was not without gains.
At least, the geniuses gathered outside seemed very nervous, and some were even a little panicked.
Because they are always on guard against Wang Fan and Wang Fan's sneak attacks, so their nerves will be tense and the pressure will be great.
Wang Fan made an understatement and was provocative with disdain.
These words were a bit harsh in Ning Tian's ears.
As for the bold spectators around, such as Xue Tu, they were even more shocked.
Good guy, he is really powerful.
As a result, Ning Tian, who was previously unattainable and untouchable in their eyes, seemed no longer so majestic.
As for the bloody massacre, I was even more shocked.
As a strong man, he can naturally see something.
Wang Fan is faster and more difficult to deal with.
If he were to face Wang Fan now, he would be dead within twenty moves.
In fact, Xuetu somewhat overestimated himself.
If Wang Fan was at full strength, it would never take more than five moves to kill him.
If you use the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword, it is even simpler, just one sword.
Blood massacre is really nothing in Wang Fan's eyes.
Compared to Ning Tian, he is far behind.
"Wang Fan, as a descendant of the ancient tribe, can you only run away? If you have the ability, don't run away. Try confronting Brother Ning head-on. I can guarantee that you won't be able to survive three attacks."
"You are, after all, a descendant of the Ancient Clan. A monster from the Ancient Clan dares to be so cowardly and can only run away. You are simply throwing people away from the Ancient Clan."
"I'm a monk, and I'm supposed to fight if I dare. I'm going to move forward. What's the point of running away? Bah, rubbish!"
Those geniuses of the gods are not fools, and they will also use words to anger Wang Fan.
Each of them showed extremely disdainful and contemptuous expressions, trying to force Wang Fan to confront Ning Tian head-on.
They also figured out that Wang Fan was a bit fast, surprisingly fast.
If this continues, Ning Tian will be unable to do anything to Wang Fan.
Unless they go together.
But in that case, those who are slow will be a bit dangerous.
Most likely he will die.
When the time comes, even if they fight Wang Fan to death, a few of them will definitely be buried with them.
But if Wang Fan can be forced to fight Ning Tian head-on, this risk will be small.
With Ning Tian's strength, as long as Wang Fan dares to fight head-on, he will definitely die.
Among the great emperor monks, absolutely no one can defeat Ning Tian at the peak of the Holy Emperor, not even Wang Fan.
"Scoff!" Before Wang Fan could speak, Mang Huang, who was not far away, couldn't help but sneer.
He pointed his finger at the noses of the geniuses, with a look of disdain on his face: "A bunch of trash, they are sanctimonious, and their words are high-sounding. If you have the ability, you can go up and fight with my big brother?"
Mang Huang cursed and spoke viciously, obviously he learned the essence from Wang Fan:
"A group of peak Saint Emperors besieged a seventh-level Emperor, and they were able to say such shameless words. I've seen this for a long time. Are you the only one who deserves to be called a genius? Damn, I think you are all rubbish!"
After saying this, there was a burst of laughter.
Those geniuses all turned red with anger.
They wanted to refute, but they couldn't.
Although they didn't take action, it was only Ning Tian who was fighting Wang Fan from the beginning to the end.
But their standing here is already a deterrent to Wang Fan, which is not fair at all.
When Wang Fan was fighting Ning Tian, he would definitely have to focus on guarding against them.
In this way, it is absolutely impossible to use all your strength.
After a while, one of the geniuses pointed angrily at Manghuang: "You——"
However, as soon as he uttered a word, he was interrupted by Manghuang Barbaric: "What are you, you, am I right? If you are not convinced, go out and fight with my elder brother by yourself?"
The man was furious: "I——"
Mang Huang interrupted again: "What am I? Is it possible that you still want to challenge me? Hey, you piece of trash, the peak Holy Emperor, challenge me to the fifth level of the Holy Emperor, are you embarrassed? Do you have the face?"
"If so, do you deserve to be called a genius? Bah, did I make a mistake?"
The man was choked to death by Manghuang, his face was even redder, but he was speechless.
Manghuang has already said this, what else can he say? What else can he say?
Kill Manghuang?
Just what Mang Huang said was too bullying.
Don't kill him, this guy is too hateful.
Wang Fan couldn't help but look at Manghuang with his mouth agape, a look of shock on his face.
Okay, I haven’t seen you for a while, this guy is really good at talking.
But, isn't he afraid of death?
After all, this is not a fair duel, and there is no fairness at all.
If he angers the other party and the other party really kills him, what will he do?
Count on yourself?
Wang Fan shook his head and it failed.
"An ant actually dares to point fingers at us. Brother Yu, there is no need to talk nonsense with such a person. I will kill him now."
Brother Jade was so angry that he couldn't recover for a while.
But the people around him reacted with unkind expressions.
A young man said something coldly, and then stepped out directly into the wilderness.
He was filled with Ling Xiao's murderous intent, and with every step he took, the murderous intent became stronger.
After a few steps, many weak people around Manghuang turned pale.
They couldn't help but retreat and stay away from this area.
Too dangerous.
The murderous intention is too terrible.
If this affects them, they may die without knowing how.
"Hey, I'm absolutely right when I say you guys are rubbish. Are you going to kill me if you bully the small ones? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Manghuang cursed loudly, and a powerful aura also emerged from his body.
However, just when everyone thought that he was going to fight the opponent personally, he shouted: "Brother, save me!"