To be honest, what Wanxiong said has already given Chen Fan a lot of face. In his mind, it is definitely not something that humans can do to go from the first level of martial arts to the second and third heaven in a year.
I just don't want Chen Fan to lose, so I adopt a more euphemistic way.
Sure enough, when Wan Xiong saw his voice just fell, Chen Fan showed embarrassment, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know where to start.
He sighed deeply, and Wan Xiong's eyes showed a reminiscence: "I also know your thoughts, juvenile character, no one can swallow this breath? But you have to know that keeping a low profile is the safe way. Xuan's future is all tied to you!"
Faced with Wanxiong’s bitterness, Chen Fan was really embarrassed. He touched his nose and muttered for a long time before saying: "That... Ten thousand city lord, I have been promoted to the second and third heaven of Wuling in one year. achieve..."
"That's right!" Wanxiong heard the words and immediately interjected: "It's better to listen to me and leave quickly. I will suppress this matter as much as possible. In the future, you will have the strength or solve the Xuanjing matter. It’s not too late to get revenge!"
At this moment, facing the chattering 10,000 males, Chen Fan really had no choice, and the other party was kind, and he couldn't shout out.
In desperation, I had to interrupt the following words: "Lord Wancheng, you listen to me. I really haven't reached the Third Heaven of Martial Spirit in one year. I mean I have already surpassed this state."
After Chen Fan said, he didn't give Wanxiong any time to react, and he was about to release his whole body aura, pressing away like a tide.
I saw the ten thousand people retreat seven or eight steps in a row, their face pale, and an unparalleled sense of shock in their eyes.
Ten Thousand Xiong Xiong's cultivation base is the Third Heaven of Martial Spirit, and in the face of Chen Fan's previous oppression, he has already exerted his full strength.
But even so, he was actually forced to retreat seven or eight steps. How strong is Chen Fan?
More importantly, Wan Xiong could clearly discover that Chen Fan didn't use all his strength just now, but just shot at will!
In an instant, Wanxiong felt that his belief...collapsed.
I saw him pointing at Chen Fan tremblingly, and a trembling voice came after a long time: "You, what realm are you now?"
"Well, I'm sorry to fail to break through the Seventh Heaven!" Chen Fan was annoyed.
"Crack!"
A crisp voice came to everyone's ears, it was the heart of the 10,000 men, broken...
Without such a bully, it is regrettable that you have not been able to break through the Seventh Heaven. Think of it as a playhouse!
Crossing the sixth heaven in one year, this is not the entry-level martial artist realm, this is the martial spirit realm that almost stands at the peak of the monk!
A small realm that ordinary people cannot break through for five or eight years, or even more than ten years, breaks through six times a year in Chen Fan's place. Does this still make people live?
At this moment, Wan Xiong suddenly had an idea of abolishing his cultivation base and reincarnating to rebuild.
This is really shocking. He is in his early 50s this year, and he is already proud of the cultivation base of the Wuling Triple Heaven, but compared with Chen Fan, it is simply a bald chicken that has met the blue luan bird.
It's not one plane at all.
Faced with such a situation, Wan Xiong really had nothing to say, and even began to think about what Chen Fan couldn't do in this world?
The answer is...no.
"Oh...I was rash. You must have known this in your heart. I won't stop you, but you... be careful."
There was a touch of loneliness in Wan Xiong's words, and he even became a bit old for a moment.
In this regard, Chen Fan was also very helpless. He didn't want to hit the opponent, but Wan Xiong himself had to hit his gun...