Ye Fan didn't stop, his face was full of joking, accompanied by some sarcastic laughter."
"I read that right, you are actually angry! How dare you! You have no backer, Wu Shen Tong is dead, and Wu Shen Tong has fallen!"
"shut up."
Wu Lingjun roared, his eyes were about to burst, his fists were clenched white, but he did not dare to take action.
"Wu Shen Tong Jiuquan must be very sad and angry. He was wise all his life, but his son turned out to be a coward and a waste."
"The foundation of the Martial Temple will be defeated in your hands."
"enough!"
Wu Lingjun roared, unable to hold back any longer, he punched Ye Fan, hitting Ye Fan solidly.
Ye Fan stood still and sneered: "Look, you are a weak chicken, your fist is so weak!"
"Ahhhhh!"
Wu Lingjun was crazy and furiously bombarded Ye Fan's body.
Faster and faster, stronger and stronger.
Several elders saw something, and gratitude appeared on their faces.
Ye Fan was stimulating Wu Lingjun, using extreme means to cheer him up and regain his morale.
A person without spirit and thoughts cannot achieve great things.
"die!"
"Die!"
Wu Lingjun cried while bombarding, and shouted: "I am the father of the Martial Saint, I am the son of the Martial Saint, and I will be the next Martial Saint!"
"I'm not a waste!"
"I won't embarrass my father!"
"I am undefeated!"
"Invincible Imperial Fist!"
Wu Lingjun's eyes sparkled, and his aura increased a lot.
This punch finally knocked Ye Fan back half a step.
"puff!"
Wu Lingjun vomited blood and was on the verge of collapse.
Just now, he has made progress and made breakthroughs. Now he is at the peak of the second level of Transformation Realm. At any time, he is expected to take a half-step and become a half-step giant.
The Undefeated Imperial Fist has finally been completed and contains the "True Meaning of Undefeated".
Ye Fan was also surprised. He didn't expect Wu Lingjun to have such a big gain.
Especially the last punch contains the "true meaning of undefeated", which is incredible.
As long as Wu Lingjun understands and polishes it well, he will develop an undefeated momentum and embark on the road to invincibility.
At this moment, Wu Lingjun also calmed down and looked at Ye Fan with complex eyes.
How smart he was to understand Ye Fan's intentions.
"It's not bad. If Wu Shentong really falls, Jiuquanxia will be very happy."
"What do you mean?" Wu Lingjun trembled, "Do you think my father did not die?"
"You want to see a corpse, but there is no corpse. This is a point of doubt. The possibility of a peak giant like Wusheng being beaten to ashes is very slim, so whether he is alive or dead is worth pondering."
Wu Lingjun and others' eyes became dark.
King Xiao Wu said: "Brother Ye, we actually think so too. But we can't find any clues."
Ye Fan said: "If you find clues, can you still be called a Martial Saint?"
Leaving the ancestral cemetery.
Arriving at the top of the broken Tongtian Peak, Ye Fan said: "The world will be in chaos, so be prepared in advance."
This is the advice given by Ye Fan.
Wu Lingjun and others secretly wrote it down.
"Do you know where the Wangqing Sect is? I have to go there for a small matter."
"I know, Yu Hong has been there, let him take you there."
"Walk."
Ye Fan took Yu Hong on the plane and disappeared into the sky.
Wu Lingjun stood there for a long time.
Then he withdrew his gaze and said in a solemn voice: "I want to retreat. If I don't break through half a step, the giant will not come out. During this period, everything in the Martial Temple will be left to the elders."
"Young master, rest assured and practice. When you become a half-step giant, we will hold a succession ceremony. The Temple of Martial Arts cannot be leaderless."
"Thank you elders for your support!"
Wu Lingjun's heart was full of pride, his eyes were shining, and he smiled and said: "This is a brilliant era, with countless evil geniuses appearing. I will not be worse than others. No matter whether my father is alive or dead, I will shoulder the responsibility.
Lead the Martial God Temple to secure the throne of the first sect."
...
Deep in a mountain range in Zhongzhou.
Between the mountains.
There is a sect called the Forgetting Sect.
now.
Wangqing Sect welcomes some guests.
In the main hall, the atmosphere was cold, and the faces of the women of the Wangqing Sect were covered with frost.