Wang Fan's cultivation level has just broken through, and the state is not yet stable. Naturally, it will take time to stabilize.
I saw that at this moment, his whole body was shining brightly, as if he was bathed in divine radiance.
The light of rules shrouded the whole body, pouring into the body continuously.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a general trend gathering, and an invisible storm is faintly erupting, which is extremely terrifying.
Wang Fan was practicing when he suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked into the distance, and there was a killing thought in his eyes.
He didn't expect that someone would actually come to this mortal area.
At the same moment, a dozen figures quietly descended above a certain courtyard.
In the room, Xiaoyue, who was practicing, was suddenly startled and opened her eyes suddenly.
She walked out of the house and immediately felt a pressure sweeping over her. The next moment, her eyes darkened and she fell directly into darkness.
A monk aimed his palm at Xiaoyue from a distance, and Xiaoyue's body immediately rose up and fell into his hand.
He asked, "Are you sure it's this woman?"
One person replied, "Yes, it's her."
The man nodded and then said, "It seems that the strong man should have left. Let's go first."
As soon as the words fell, the group of people took off directly into the air and disappeared.
As for Xiaoyue's mother, they ignored her.
For an ordinary old woman, they are too lazy to do anything, which is an insult to her status.
In fact, if it weren't for Yuan Jian's order, they wouldn't even take action against Xiaoyue.
When Wang Fan saw this scene, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he did not take action immediately.
He took one step forward and stepped directly into the void, following behind the group of people.
Sword Palace.
Yuan Jian was practicing with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he seemed to have a feeling and opened his eyes.
Those who went to capture Xiaoyue quickly entered the hall, bowed to him and said, "Elder, we have been brought here."
Yuan Jian nodded and pointed at Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue immediately became confused.
opened his eyes.
"Where am I and what happened?"
She seemed a little dazed, but soon she woke up.
Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Yuan Jian, "Who are you and why do you want to arrest me?"
Yuan Jian looked at her, his authority blooming.
The moment Xiaoyue looked into her eyes, she felt her mind was shaking and her expression was in a trance.
Soon, her beautiful eyes lost their sparkle.
Yuan Jian is a powerful person in the Dao realm, so he can easily deal with a mere ordinary person.
"Who destroyed the Xue family?"
Xiaoyue only felt a majestic voice rushing into her mind, which seemed extremely sacred.
Under that majesty, she couldn't bear any resistance or rebellious emotions.
Her eyes were blank, her expression was dull, and her words were dull, "Wang, Brother Wang."
Yuan Jian raised his eyebrows, "Brother Wang? Who is he and what is his cultivation level?"
Xiaoyue's expression was still dull, "No, I don't know."
Yuan Jian frowned.
Don’t know?
Doesn't Xiaoyue also know about Wang Fan's cultivation level?
However, he soon reacted.
Xiaoyue is just an ordinary person, and it seems understandable that she doesn't know Wang Fan's cultivation level.
Yuan Jian asked again, "What is your relationship with him, and why did he want to destroy the Xue family?"
Xiaoyue was obviously no longer under her control, and she told everything she knew.
Yuan Jian's brows furrowed even deeper, and he didn't get any valuable clues at all.
"That's all, since I'm not sure, let's stop this matter."
Yuan Jian thought in his heart,
In the end, I still plan to swallow this breath.
This is not because he is generous, but because his cultivation is not very strong. Once he encounters someone he cannot afford to offend, he will most likely fall.
"Forget what happened today."
Yuan Jian finished speaking indifferently, and then said to the monks who went to capture Xiaoyue, "Send her back. This matter ends here."
The monks nodded and immediately left with Xiaoyue.
After they left with Xiaoyue, Yuan Jian was about to practice when his expression suddenly changed.
He looked at the vast void ahead and said coldly, "Who is this fellow Taoist? Isn't it too presumptuous to break into my sword palace like this?"
He clearly felt that the space around him seemed to have been blocked.
He even felt an extremely dangerous aura.
Obviously, someone broke into the Sword Palace, blocked his palace, and wanted to attack him.
"Isn't it called impudent that you are a Taoist, but you attack an ordinary woman?"
A voice slowly came out, and the next moment, the void opened, and a figure stepped out.
It is Wang Fan.
Wang Fan looked at Yuan Jian, his eyes were extremely calm, and the radiance of the avenue around him was flowing, making him look extremely domineering.
Yuan Jian looked at Wang Fan, but couldn't help his pupils shrinking, and asked, "Who are you?"
Wang Fan shook his head, "You want to find me, and you ask who I am?"
"Is that you?" Yuan Jian stood up.
He said to Wang Fan, "Fellow Taoist, Yuan was wrong in what happened earlier. Yuan apologized to you and hoped that you would show mercy."
"This place is my Sword Palace, and the owner of my Sword Palace is Huandao. If the palace owner is alerted, you won't be able to leave, right?"
Yuan Jian had a feeling that he was no match for Wang Fan, so he made a compromise.
Of course, he has also felt that Wang Fan's cultivation level is comparable to his, and he has only entered Taoism, so he is not very afraid.
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br> "Can't leave?" Wang Fan smiled.
He was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, he just pointed his finger, and in an instant, sword lights surrounded him, and endless sword intent surged.
In just an instant, this place seemed to have become a sword realm.
"Are you really going to take action?" Yuan Jian's face also darkened.
He grabbed it with his right hand, and a sword also appeared in his hand. The sword clanked and was extremely bright.
Without much hesitation, he held the divine sword and slashed towards Wang Fan with one strike.
In an instant, infinite sword intent flowed, roaring towards Wang Fan, as if to tear Wang Fan into pieces.
Wang Fan's expression remained unchanged and he pointed out the same.
The infinite sword intent around him gathered instantly, containing the endless aura of the great avenue, and instantly gathered into one sword, and ten thousand swords became one.
With one sword shot, the world changes.
With a loud bang, Yuan Jian's sword was torn apart and shattered by the sword.
The next moment, that sword light pointed directly at Yuan Jian's eyebrows.
Yuan Jian looked horrified, "No."
Wang Fan said coldly, "The sword is too weak and the sword is too slow. You are not qualified to practice swordsmanship."
The voice fell, and with a pop, the sword light penetrated Yuan Jian's eyebrows, instantly tearing away all his vitality.
The soul is destroyed.
Wang Fan put away Yuan Jian's space ring, stepped out, and disappeared instantly.
He was a little disappointed, Yuan Jian was too weak.
He originally thought that the entry into the Sword Palace should have some strength.
However, in fact, the opponent is vulnerable.
Wang Fan came and left quickly, without disturbing anyone at all.
Not even the Lord of the Sword Palace or even several other Taoists noticed it at all.
In a void.
The monks were leading Xiaoyue forward, and one of them said, "Brother, why bother? Just kill him."
