Seeing Wang Fan's smiling expression, everyone was speechless for a while.
The people in Qianyuan and Jianyuan all had anger in their eyes.
Qianyuan and Jianyuan are the two most powerful houses in the Holy Palace. On weekdays, they challenge the disciples of other houses, and the disciples of other houses are all frightened.
But now, Wang Fan is so casual, even disdainful?
How arrogant?
Gu Feiyang's eyes when he looked at Wang Fan were also extremely cold, but he did not send out the strong men first. Instead, he looked at Xiao Chushan and asked, "Should you come first, or us?"
Xiao Chushan glanced at Gu Feiyang and said lightly: "I heard that he is also a sword cultivator. If this is the case, then let the people from my sword academy take action."
"I want him to know that among sword cultivators in the Holy Palace, only our Sword Academy is the orthodox one. And he is not worthy of using a sword."
Xiao Chusheng's domineering voice fell, and then he turned his eyes to the person behind him and said: "Tuoba Qing, go!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Xiao." Tuoba Qing nodded, and then walked out of the crowd.
He was dressed in white clothes. The white clothes moved with the wind, and his sleeves were fluttering.
Behind his back, he also carried a long sword, which was graceful but powerful.
When people around saw Tuoba Qing coming out, they couldn't help but gasp.
This is an extremely outstanding disciple of the Sword Academy, with extremely powerful strength.
He is different from Yunyang. The disciples of All Saints Palace have only heard of Yunyang's fame, but not many have seen him.
However, Tuoba Qing's reputation was all earned through hard work.
With one man and one sword, he has defeated countless Holy Palace geniuses and killed countless enemies from the outside. He is truly terrifying.
"Tuoba Qing? With him taking action, it should be safe."
"Hmph, that Wang Fan can't be arrogant for much longer. He will be defeated."
"He should be lucky that he is a disciple of the Holy Palace, so even if he is defeated, he can still save a small life."
Many Holy Palace disciples saw Tuoba Qing coming out, and
Looking at Wang Fan on the battlefield, his eyes became disdainful.
Qiongyuan is the weakest courtyard in the Holy Palace, and the disciples of Qiongyuan are also the most useless.
In their hearts, such a person should not stand out, should not be dazzling, let alone compete with the other four houses.
When Wang Fan heard the following discussions, his eyes were calm without any fluctuation.
Because he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be meaningless. Only with strength could he shut up these people.
Under the blazing and expectant eyes of everyone, Tuoba Qing soon arrived on the battlefield with a long sword on his back.
He glanced at Wang Fan with some disdain: "Are you ready to die?"
His words were frivolous, as if he was not talking to his opponent at all, but to ants.
It was as if Wang Fan was just an ant in his eyes and could be crushed to death at will.
Wang Fan couldn't help but smile when he saw the arrogant Tuoba Qing, and said lightly: "That's a good question. I also want to ask you, are you ready to die?"
Confrontation.
The disciples of the Holy Palace below seemed to feel the smell of gunpowder in the air.
Involuntarily, they became even more excited and excited.
This guy, at this time, still dares to pretend and provoke Tuoba Qing with words. He will pay the price soon.
Tuoba Qing's face also became gloomy. He glanced at Wang Fan coldly and took a step forward.
boom!
With just one step, his entire body seemed to turn into a sword.
In the air around him, countless sword intent swept in, lingering around him. Soon, his whole body was enveloped by endless sword intent.
The violent sword intent shook the void, causing those Holy Palace disciples who were watching the battle to feel their hearts tremble.
Tuoba Qing is worthy of being the genius of the Sword Academy, and worthy of being the monster of the Sword Academy. This has not happened yet.
His hand, the aura on his body is already so strong, if he takes action, how can it be repaid?
"die!"
Tuoba Qing didn't talk nonsense. He yelled out one word, then stretched out his right index finger and pointed it towards Wang Fan.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, countless sword intents surrounding him seemed to be pulled away, directly leaving his body and heading towards Wang Fan. They were vast and powerful.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, but stood there motionless, as if he was disdainful and frightened.
When the disciples of the Holy Palace below saw this scene, they couldn't help but froze.
"Are you scared out of your wits?"
"Trash is just trash. You don't even know how to avoid it. You are worthy of being a product of Qiongyuan."
"Fool, hide quickly, hide quickly."
Countless people roared, some were sarcastic and some were disdainful.
Although they wanted to see Wang Fan being tortured, they also didn't want to see Wang Fan be killed instantly.
They had been waiting all morning. It would be too boring if Wang Fan was killed instantly with a sword.
In the eyes of everyone with palpitations and shock, the endless terrifying sword intent quickly approached Wang Fan's body.
However, Wang Fan remained unmoved.
Just when the sword intent was approaching and about to tear it apart, Wang Fan moved suddenly.
boom!
A monstrous force swept through him, and violent power exploded from his body.
The disciples of the Holy Palace in the audience did not even see Wang Fan take action. They only heard bursts of explosions. Then, the sword intent that enveloped Wang Fan completely collapsed and shattered.
However, this is not the end.
Almost at the moment when those sword intentions were shattered, Wang Fan's feet hit the ground, the ground roared violently, and countless cracks spread crazily.
At the same time, Wang Fan rushed towards Yunyang like a cannonball.
Standing like a pine tree, walking like the wind, the speed is extremely fast.
Tuoba Qing could not help but change his face slightly as he felt this scene.
"wind!"
"sword!"
He suddenly shouted two words in his mouth, and the energy of the wind element around him instantly condensed, and then, endless sword intent swept over him, seeming to take him away.
However, his speed was still slow.
Because at this moment, Wang Fan had arrived in front of him, and the violent fist wrapped in divine energy struck him hard.
"Kakaka!"
There was a series of explosions, and the sword intent surrounding Tuoba Qing's body was shattered into pieces by Wang Fan's punch, turning into points of light and dissipating.
The next second, Wang Fan's iron fist hit his chest.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and everyone's hearts trembled.
"ah!"
Tuoba Qing felt a surge of violence pouring into his body, and the next second, he flew backwards, blood spurting out of his mouth.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and Tuoba Qing's body hit the battle platform hard. Several mouthfuls of blood spewed out of his mouth again, and then he fell down.
His face was pale and his eyes were dim, almost doubtful about life.
He, Tuoba Qing, was defeated unexpectedly, and he was defeated instantly.
How can this be?
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel their hearts trembling, and their hearts couldn't help but beat wildly.
fear!
It’s so scary!
Moreover, this punch still hit Tuoba Qing's chest. If it had hit his Dantian, he would have died long ago.
Vulnerable.
Wang Fan walked up to Tuoba Qing, looked down at him, and smiled slightly: "You want to kill me with your strength?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he directly raised his foot and kicked him off the platform.
Below, Xiao Chushan looked at this scene, his face was as ugly as possible, it was extremely gloomy.
