Chapter 3296

What a joke.

It's just a fairy, a mole ant, who dares to talk so much in front of them. It's just unreasonable.

What is Wang Fan, who dares to speak like this in front of them?

The consequences? What are the consequences?

"Whoosh!"

Mo Zhan's eyes were cold. He didn't want to continue talking nonsense.

Endless sword sense around the whole body, breathed terrible sword, and then directly killed Wang Fan in the past.

He is not as tardy as Murong.

He had come to ask Wang Fan for trouble. Naturally, he would not be polite.

The surrounding disciples were stunned when they saw this scene.

Did Mo Zhan do it like this?

Wang Fan looked at this scene, also can't help sneering.

Mo Zhan is really decisive. He said he would do it.

But, he moves so casually, is he so confident?

Wang fan can naturally see that Mo Zhan didn't try his best at all.

Maybe in his eyes, Wang Fan, such a fairy, doesn't need to do his best.

Wang Fan's whole body is full of immortal yuan, and his spirit is roaring out. The wood elements and vines in the air suddenly emerge, and he is crazy to move towards Mo Zhan.

At the same time, the energy of gold also converges to form a sharp sword, facing the sword.

The sound of bombardment came out. Don't fight the sword, which came out of bombardment. Under the bombardment of vines and golden swords, it disappeared directly.

Through the void, the vines came directly to Mo Zhan and entangled him.

This sudden scene made Mo Zhan feel stunned.

It's just a fairy on the second floor. He even blocked his sword and bound him?

How is that possible?

Although he only attacked at will, his accomplishments were higher than Wang Fan's.

Why can Wang Fan crush his sword in an instant?

"Go away!"

Vine entangled, don't fight a roar, the whole body sword meaning more bright, crazy cut to those vines.

However, it's too late for everything.

Although his sword intention broke a lot of vines, there were too many vines. They were endless and could not be cut off at all.

Soon, Mo Zhan's body was pulled to the void by the vines.

The next second, the golden sword, has been a meteor in his body.

"Ah

Mo Zhan screamed and was blown out directly. He fell down on the ground and shook the dust all over the ground.

With only one blow, he fell down completely and lost his fighting power.

He is also a disciple of Shenjian sect. Now that Wang fan is favored by the sect leader, it is impossible for him to be cruel.

He just destroyed Mo Zhan's fighting power.

Looking at this scene, the whole audience was dead.

Especially Mo Zhan and Murong, they are dull and silent.

They didn't expect that it would be this kind of result.

As strong as Mo Zhan, he was crushed.

As for the surrounding disciples, although they were shocked, there were not many accidents.

On that day, Wang Fan crushed wudaofeng's disciples, how powerful and overbearing.

It's only natural that he can lose every second.

Wang Fan turned to Murong and said, "don't you go away? Do you want to be like him? "

He was already a little impatient.

If these people had not forced him, he would have been too lazy to do it.

"Get out of here?" Murong's face was ugly, but he didn't roll. "He just belittled the enemy. Do you really think you are strong?"

Words fall, Murong step on the ground, has been crazy toward Wang Fan killed in the past.

He held the sword in his right hand, but there was earth element energy on his body, which instantly formed a stone armor to protect his body.

A sword swept by, the void trembled, there were ripples, as if to be completely split in two.

Wang Fan sighed helplessly. With a wave of his right hand, the shadow knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he chopped it out.

The bright blade cuts through the void, condenses into a point, and accurately cuts on the tip of Murong's sword.

Ding ground a, Murong only feel a strong attack, the whole body stone armor unexpectedly began to crack.

Wang Fan stepped forward, his momentum was even more turbulent, and he cut it out with a knife.

Murong's pupils contracted slightly and began to retreat rapidly.

Come on!

It's so fast!

Wang Fan's knife has exceeded his perception limit. He can only see the shadow.

Whoa!

A sound, Wang Fan knife.

At the tip of the knife, there was a smear of blood.

In Murong's throat, there is a knife mark.If it were deeper, he would be dead.

A knife seals the throat.

The scene is dead again.

Murong's face was pale.

What a terrible knife.

Wang Fan didn't say anything more. He didn't go to see Murong and Mo Zhan again. He left directly.

He has nothing to be proud of in beating these two men.

However, Wang Fan's attitude made them more embarrassed.

This is, ignore them?

I can't stand it.

"Today's affair, I Murong remember, in the future, will certainly recover today's humiliation." Murong roared coldly.

However, as soon as his words fell, a voice came, "Murong, don't you know him?"

Murong a Leng, "don't know, who is he?"

"He is Wang Fan, the one who picked up countless disciples of wudaofeng." Said the disciple.

Murong heard this, his face suddenly changed, his face as if dead.

No wonder, Wang Fan's eyes were so strange.

No wonder Wang Fan's tone is arrogant.

I see.

Hateful, he Murong did not know all this.

It's like giving it to each other.

I'm ashamed of myself.

Seeing the strange eyes around him, Murong had no face to keep on staying and went back to wudaofeng.

On the other hand, Mo Zhan's face was also very ugly, and his heart was full of waves.

He did not expect that the person in front of him was Wang Fan, who was making a lot of noise in zongmen some time ago.

He hated not only that he didn't investigate Wang Fan's identity, but also that Wang Fan didn't tell his identity.

He didn't have the face to stay any longer, and left in ashes.

For Wang Fan, Murong and Mo Zhan were just a small episode, and he didn't care at all.

The most urgent thing is to go to zongzhufeng as soon as possible to improve the strength.

Han Wangfu and Yang family are all on him. That's his enemy.

"But younger martial brother Wang Fan?" As soon as Wang Fan arrived outside the hall of the Lord, a solemn voice came out.

This is an old man, carrying a long sword, but his strength is unfathomable.

Wang Fan feels a little strange. This old man, like his predecessors, even calls him younger martial brother?

But he did not say much, but nodded, "yes, younger Wang Fan, come to practice."

"You're welcome. You can call me elder martial brother later. The patriarch is in it. Follow me."

The old man said, then took Wang Fan into the hall.

Before long, Wang fan saw the sword master again.

"Come on, I'll take you to a place." The sword master looked at Wang Fan with a smile in his eyes.

Between speaking, he had already taken Wang Fan into the depths and came to an area.

Wang Fan was shocked to see the scene in front of him, with serious expression and dignified heart.

This is a sword formation.

Within the sword array, there is a pagoda with a floor of 9981.