Wu Lan looked at Wang Fan condescendingly, her expression was really arrogant, and she looked extremely proud.
"Maybe you don't know my Wu family. Let me introduce it to you here. In this Huangtian City, my Wu family is a first-class family, and several of the ancestors in the family are powerful at the level of Earth Realm Gods."
"And I, Wu Lan, have only been in the temple for a hundred years, and my cultivation level has been upgraded from the first level of the Yellow Realm God to the first level of the Xuan Realm God."
Wu Lan talked endlessly there and felt very superior.
The expressions of the young men and women around him looking at Wang Fan were also full of pride.
However, when their eyes fell on Wu Lan, their pride turned into admiration and admiration.
However, Wang Fan looked confused, with questions all over his head. He had no idea what this guy wanted to say or what he meant.
After all, what is the Wu family like, what is Wu Lan's cultivation, how talented is a monster, and he has a far-fetched relationship with Wang Fan, why are you talking to him so much?
When Jian Wu saw Wang Fan's confused expression, she was stunned for a moment, and then she felt like laughing.
I thought to myself that Wu Lan was just showing off to a blind man. He kept talking for a long time, but people couldn't understand him at all. Are you angry?
As Wu Lan was talking, he naturally noticed Wang Fan's blank expression.
He couldn't help but said: "Do you understand what I mean?"
Wang Fan wondered: "What do you mean? What do you mean?"
When Wu Lan heard this, she almost lost her breath and spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the young men and women around him felt a little uncomfortable.
One of the female cultivators took a step forward and said coldly and arrogantly: "You said that you are also one of the top 100 people on the Holy Emperor List. Why do you have such a low IQ?"
"I don't even understand the meaning of Brother Wu Lan's words. I really doubt how you have cultivated to this day and how you are still alive today."
The female cultivator looked at Wang Fan with a sarcastic face.
, but his tone was extremely cunning: "Senior Brother Wu Lan means that he wants you to follow him, follow him, do you understand?"
"Follow?" Wang Fan was stunned at first, and then he was stunned.
This Wu Lan actually wanted Wang Fan to follow him? It was as if he had heard a big joke.
When the female cultivator saw Wang Fan like this, she sneered and said, "Why, are you looking down on my senior brother Wu Lan?"
Wang Fan ignored him, but looked at Jian Wu, and asked via voice transmission: "Brother, can we do something here?"
Jian Wu was stunned when she heard this, and then quickly sent a message to respond: "If it's someone else, of course it won't work, but if it's you, there's no problem."
"It's just that you have to be careful when making your move. The opponent is the Wu family. Moreover, most of their strength is in the late stage of the Yellow Realm God, and Wu Lan is the Xuan Realm God. Are you sure? You know, I can't help you here.
your."
When Wang Fan heard this, he immediately became happy.
He first looked at the female cultivator and said coldly: "Seventh level of the Yellow Realm God?"
The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, and then responded proudly: "That's natural."
Wang Fan didn't say any more, but with a roar, he punched the opponent.
There was no warning in his attack, but it was extremely ruthless.
The violent divine energy was already surging crazily almost the moment the fist was punched out, with overwhelming momentum.
The female cultivator never thought that Wang Fan would suddenly take action, and she never thought that Wang Fan would dare to take action against her?
She didn't even react. With a bang, Wang Fan punched her and sent her flying.
The female cultivator immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and then threw her hard
Fell to the ground.
Wang Fan didn't wait for her to get up, but he quickly dodged over, then raised his foot and stepped on her face.
"Who do you think you are, and you have the right to tell me what to do? Do you think that because you are a woman, I don't dare to touch you?"
Wang Fan's voice was extremely disdainful: "A mere seventh-level Yellow Realm God dares to be arrogant in front of me, and dares to humiliate me in a weird way. You are very courageous."
The female cultivator felt extremely humiliated when her face was stepped on by Wang Fan. She wanted to explode, but felt the violent divine energy surging on Wang Fan's feet and finally did not dare.
Wu Lan, Jian Wu and others couldn't help being stunned. Even Arnold was a little surprised.
For a moment, this sudden scene caused the entire scene to fall into a brief silence.
Everyone was extremely shocked.
Wu Lan was the first to come to his senses and shouted to Wang Fan: "Wang Fan, what are you doing, stop!"
Wang Fan glanced at him and said without giving any face: "Stop? Are you blind? Which of your eyes saw me taking action?"
As he spoke, Wang Fan exerted force on his feet, but looked at Wu Lan: "Even if you can't control your dog, at least you should keep an eye on it and don't let her bite people. This is me. If I have a bad temper,
Yes, she might have died a hundred and eighty times earlier."
When Wu Lan heard this, she couldn't help clenching her fists and her face was a little livid.
Even the female cultivator felt humiliated.
As for Wu Lan's followers, all of them stared at Wang Fan with wide eyes and extremely angry, and the divine energy in their bodies began to run rampant uncontrollably.
Wang Fan still did not relax, but said calmly: "It takes a hundred years to cultivate from the first level of the Yellow Realm God to the first level of the Xuan Realm God. At this speed, do you have the nerve to say it? At this speed, do you have the nerve to let me follow you?"
"I am now among the top 100 Saint Emperors. Have you ever been on the Saint Emperors' list? You said you have never even been on the Saint Emperors' list. How do you get the advantage?"
"What's more, a mere Xuanjing Shen first level actually wants me to follow you. Are you mentally ill?"
It can be said that Wang Fan is not polite at all.
If Yin Baiyi hadn't asked him to kill Wu Lan, then he would never have provoked him so much and shouted provocatively like this.
However, since Yin Baiyi asked him to kill the other party, it was inevitable that there would be conflicts between the two, so Wang Fan didn't mind offending him more severely.
What's more, he was really unhappy with this guy.
It doesn't matter if you have poor talent. You have been chattering for a long time and showing off your superiority for a long time. You actually want him to follow you?
How could Wang Fan endure this? When had he followed anyone else?
When Wu Lan heard Wang Fan's unkind words, her old face instantly turned red, then livid.
He stared at Wang Fan with all his strength, the energy around his body was violent, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he could not restrain himself and wanted to take action.
This is the first time in his life that he has been humiliated like this.
However, he really had no way to refute it.
Because he really has never been on the top 100 Holy Emperors list.
Just kidding, is it so easy to get on the top 100 list?
After holding it in for a long time, Wu Lan finally managed to say: "It doesn't matter if you are a monster on the top 100 list, you are only a Saint Emperor after all. It is not certain whether a Saint Emperor can break through to the divine realm in the future, so how can he compare with me?"
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Wang Fan waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, I will definitely let you know if I can compare with you when I have time."
"As the saying goes, it's not enough to talk without speculation. I see that you are very unhappy. Get out of here right away and disappear in front of me."
