Among the hundreds of thousands of monsters in the world of mountains and seas, dragons have always been at the top of the food chain. Even if a Taoist Master wants to kill a sixth-order monster dragon, it is not that simple.
From this we can see how powerful Pang Fanlang is, who has only completed his cultivation in the Void Returning Stage.
Looking at the waters of the Southern Kingdom, the most prosperous place in the Eastern cultivation world, all the monks in the Void Stage who can be compared with him have been famous for hundreds of years.
But the nature of Golden Sword Drifter's speech for Evil Emperor Chen Xuan is completely different.
The evil emperor Chen Xuan seems to have become the common enemy of the southern country's cultivation world. Even if it is not a special period, there are not many stupid people who dare to stand on Chen Xuan's side, especially the monks whose cultivation level is below the Hedao stage.
But Pang Fanlang dared to say such words in front of so many people, which was like seeking death! "You are indeed Taoist Fellow Pang!"
After the elegant scribe confirmed the identity of the burly monk, the corner of his mouth curved into a smile, "My fellow Taoist, have you thought clearly about your words to defend the evil emperor Chen Xuan?"
"Huh, what Pang said literally means exactly what it means. I don't want to go around and around with you!"
As soon as Pang Fanlang finished speaking, he looked around at the monks at each table and said proudly: "The evil emperor Chen Xuan is a happy person who enjoys grudges and wills in his life. Although Pang has never met him, he admires him.
That's it! You people who claim to be famous and upright always convict Evil Emperor Chen Xuan from a hypocritical moral high point. You never thought that Evil Emperor Chen Xuan could become a disciple of Dugu Sword God and be appreciated by Sword Immortal Zhong Da.
To be able to be the orthodox heir of the Great Xia Dynasty and to befriend the Shuijing Sect master Eighth Qi, is it because those top monks are blind?
Now you still dare to ridicule and ridicule behind your back, if the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan really appears in front of you, I think he can scare you Southern geniuses out of their wits without drawing a sword!"
"What did you say?"
Being ridiculed unceremoniously by Pang Fanlang, many monks at each table stood up angrily and fixed their unkind gazes on the Golden Sword Drifter.
The first monk named Yan who mocked Chen Xuan did not stand up, but sneered: "Pang, do you know who I am?
If the evil emperor Chen Xuan really dares to appear on Lanyan Tower, I, the Kongsha Sect Yan Ruyi, will teach him that our southern country is not uninhabited!"
"Hahahaha..." Pang Fanlang couldn't help but laugh boldly after hearing what this disciple of the Kongsha Sect named Yan Ruyi said. Hearing this, the faces of the cultivators present became even more angry.
This laughter means that they completely ignore the genius of the southern country.
How dare a rough man from the North to be so arrogant in their holy land of cultivation, the South?
You simply don’t know how to live or die! “Pang Fanlang, since you dare to defend the evil emperor Chen Xuan, then don’t blame me, the southern monk, for being ruthless!”
As soon as Yan Ruyi finished speaking, a flash of fire emerged from his hand and shot towards Pang Fanlang.
Facing the sudden attack, Pang Fanlang didn't even stand up. He casually slashed out a hand knife and destroyed Yan Ruyi's flying flame technique.
"Why, with your level as a monk from the Southern Kingdom, how dare you look down on the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan?"
After being ridiculed again, the cultivators present could not bear it anymore. Several masters in the Void Return Stage suddenly launched their moves, activating their magical powers to attack Pang Fanlang.
These southern monks were not at the level of the ordinary Void Return Stage. Faced with the attacks of several powerful enemies of the same level, Pang Fanlang looked a little more serious. He grabbed the golden sword on the table and struck it across the board, using the scabbard to block these returns.
The attack of the virtual master.
Various energy and auras exploded on the scabbard, but the scabbard was not damaged at all.
Pang Fanlang's burly body stood up from the table, with a stern look on his face and said domineeringly: "Pang can't stand such self-righteous guys like you. Let's come together and let Pang see if the Taoism of the South is really the world."
Stand alone!"
How can the angered southern monks talk to Pang Fanlang about morality?
They each used their favorite magic weapons to attack Pang Fanlang from the air.
Faced with the powerful siege of cultivators, Pang Fanlang, no matter how powerful his combat power was, he was still in the Void Return stage and still had to activate all his magic power.
He suddenly shouted loudly, drew out a golden long sword, and slashed out with a fierce sword force that swept through thousands of troops. One man was able to defeat more than a dozen masters in the Void Return Stage, and he actually attacked these masters forcefully.
blocked.
The aura flickered in the pavilion, the vitality was raging, and the sword shadows were heavy. Pang Fanlang displayed his unique sword skills to the fullest, laughing wildly while drawing the sword: "Happy! Happy!"
A dozen southern monks did not expect that Pang Fanlang would be so ferocious in fighting and use a desperate fighting style. How could they dare to trade their lives for a short time? What's more, the pavilion's terrain was narrow and difficult to perform, so after two or three rounds,
, instead made Pang Fanlang show his heroic demeanor.
If Pang Fanlang cannot be dealt with today and word spreads, all the southern monks on the fifth floor will become a joke.
"Hey, why don't you take action?"
When a southern monk saw Chen Xuanwu sitting by the window drinking tea, he became very angry.
They were unable to defeat Pang Fanlang after three rounds of siege, which was almost turning into a joke. This guy was good, as if the battle in the pavilion had nothing to do with him. He really had no sense of shame or honor at all.
Chen Xuan glanced at the monk who asked the question and didn't even bother to respond to him.
Seeing that Pang Fanlang was not in danger for a short period of time, Chen Xuan could just sit back and watch at leisure, admiring the sword skills of the Golden Sword Drifter and taking a look at the ugly behavior of these southern monks who became angry and shamelessly attacked.
In the fourth round, Pang Fanlang's sword force had to shrink back. The magic attacks from the masters caused the mana in his body to surge, and he almost lost his breath.
Yan Ruyi sneered again: "Pang Fanlang, do you really think that you alone can challenge all the geniuses of the Southern Kingdom here?
He dares to stand up for Evil Emperor Chen Xuan without even considering how much he weighs!"
After saying this, Yan Ruyi took advantage of the moment when Pang Fanlang was out of breath and used the Xuanmen Escape Technique to bully him in front of Pang Fanlang. He stretched out his right palm to greet Pang Fanlang in the face! A man in the stage of returning to the void
It was a huge shame for a monk to be slapped in the face! At this moment, Yan Ruyi suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him. Before he could react, a man in black appeared in front of him and strangled him high.
The raised right palm.
"Who are you, and you dare to stop my Kongsha religion from teaching people?"
Before Yan Ru finished speaking, he heard a crisp slap in the face. Yan Ru, a master of the Kongsha Sect's return to the void stage, was actually slapped by someone of unknown origin! In the unbelievable eyes of all the monks, Yan Ru was slapped in the face.
, the man in black casually took off the hood on his head, revealing an evil face.
"Didn't you just say that you wanted me to know that the Southern Kingdom is not deserted?
Why, this is all you have?"
Chen Xuan spoke with a touch of joking in his tone, which shocked the entire audience.
