"With one move, Senior Brother Wang Fan actually defeated Nangong Fei on the second floor of the Immortal Lord with just one move."

"Oh my god, how is this possible? Am I hallucinating?"

"Nangong Fei is too weak."

The Wangyun disciples below, after coming back to their senses, couldn't help but talk about it, they were extremely shocked.

It is almost impossible for the ninth level Immortal King to defeat the second level Immortal Lord.

But Wang Fan only used one move to powerfully defeat Nangong Fei, which made everyone unbelievable.

Not to mention those Wangyun Palace disciples, even Yan Yue was shocked.

She still has some understanding of Nangong Fei.

Nangong Fei may not have a very good character and is a little arrogant, but he definitely has talent. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to reach the second level of Immortal Master.

Moreover, Nangong Fei's strength may not be particularly outstanding among the second-level immortals, but he is definitely not weak either.

But even so, he was defeated by Wang Fan with one move.

Yan Yue has now begun to wonder if even she is no longer a match for Wang Fan.

Under the battle platform, Nangong Cheng's old face was also extremely gloomy.

Now he not only hates Wang Fan, but also hates Nangong Fei for not living up to expectations.

Even though he had already guessed that Nangong Fei was no match for Wang Fan, he never expected that Nangong Fei would be defeated so cleanly.

Wang Fan actually used only one move to powerfully defeat Nangong Fei. This made Nangong Cheng lose his old face.

"Haha, old Nangong, now you should know who was lying before, right? You said, your grandson Nangong Fei is so useless, does my apprentice need to sneak attack on him?"

Although Mr. Yan was extremely shocked in his heart, he still looked calm on the surface. He looked at Nangong Cheng and said proudly.

Nangong was originally not in a good mood, and now that he was laughed at by Mr. Yan, he was even more angry.

He didn't speak, but disappeared in a flash.

Even Nangong Fei on the battlefield, he didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

Nangong Fei was so unsatisfied that he wanted to slap Nangong Fei to death.

Originally, he wanted to use Nangong Fei's incident to suppress Mr. Yan's arrogance.

But I never expected that I would lose such a big person in the end.

On the battlefield.

Wang Fan looked at Nangong Fei, who was lying on the ground with a pale face but could not get up, and sneered, "Nangong Fei, with your strength, do you need me to attack you secretly?"

"Even if I give you time to gather your defenses, you can't withstand my punch. What qualifications do you have to let me sneak up on you?"

"For the sake of all of us being disciples of Wangyun Palace, I will spare your life today. But if you provoke me again next time, don't blame me for being rude."

"Also, if you can't beat others, don't go back and call your parents. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I still think it's embarrassing."

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he was too lazy to pay attention to Nangong Fei and left the battle stage directly.

Although he also wanted to kill this second generation ancestor, he also knew that he could not do that.

Otherwise, once Nangong Cheng becomes ruthless, even Mr. Yan will be in trouble.

Mr. Yan has helped him enough, and he doesn't want to cause trouble to Mr. Yan.

When Nangong Fei heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't bear it any longer. He became so angry that he sneered, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.

Although the Wangyun Palace disciples in the audience were a little unfamiliar with the three words "calling parents", they could still understand what Wang Fan meant. They couldn't help bursting into laughter. The eyes that looked at Nangong Fei were filled with laughter.

Became contemptuous.

Light Mist Peak.

"You bastard, you really are a bastard. How come our Nangong family has such a loser like Nangong Fei?"

"And that junior Wang Fan actually dares to openly mock me. It's simply unreasonable."

"After this incident, I'm afraid that Mr. Yanmu will not take me seriously anymore. It's really hateful."

Nangong Cheng couldn't help but cursed loudly, his face extremely gloomy.

Even if his cultivation level reaches his level, he can't help but get angry when he thinks about what happened today.

Especially when he thought of Wang Fan and Yan Mu, he became even more angry.

You know, he is a big shot in the ninth level of the Immortal Lord. Even if you look at the entire Wangyun Palace, he is still a powerful figure.

It can be said that apart from the palace master and the eight deputy palace masters, his status is already the highest.

In particular, after the previous battle between the Chu Dynasty and other forces, three of the eight deputy palace masters fell. In this case, he is even more expected to compete for the position of deputy palace master.

Under such circumstances, he was slapped in the face by Wang Fan and Yan Mu, how could he not be angry?

"No, you must not let Mr. Yanmu put pressure on me. Otherwise, I'm afraid the deputy palace master will have no share of me. I must find a way to get rid of Mr. Yanmu."

"And that Wang Fan, who actually dares to mock me in front of all the disciples, so he must not be spared lightly, he must die."

Nangong Cheng had a gloomy face, murmured in a low voice, and then sent a message.

Not long after he sent the message, a young man wearing coarse linen clothes and bare feet walked in.

This young man has an ordinary appearance, carries a long sword on his back, and carries a cold and chilling aura about him.

He had just entered the cave, and the temperature of the entire cave suddenly dropped.

If you are not a highly cultivated person or have a sharp mind, you may be intimidated just by looking at him.

This person is Nangong Cheng's second disciple, Ku Wu Jian.

His talent is extremely high, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Immortal Lord.

Of course, this is just his cultivation level. If we talk about combat power, he can easily kill the Immortal Lord's sixth-level monk.

Even if he encounters a weaker Immortal Lord on the seventh level, he is still strong enough to fight.

You must know that the seventh level of the Immortal Lord has already entered the late stage of the Immortal Lord, and is simply not comparable to the fifth level of the Immortal Lord.

"Disciple pays homage to the master." After Ku Wujian entered the cave, he quickly walked up to Nangong Cheng and bowed down.

But despite this, his face was still cold.

Nangong Cheng looked at Ku Wujian, nodded, and then said, "Get up first."

"Yes, Master." Ku Wujian still had a cold expression.

Nangong Cheng didn't pay attention and said, "Today I summoned you as my master for one thing: to kill Yanmu disciple Wang Fan."

"The marriage between Taishen Sect and Xuantianmen has invited various forces, including Wangyun Palace. According to my guess, Wang Fan will definitely go there as well."

"Just take this opportunity to kill him. Of course, if he doesn't go to watch the ceremony, you can find another opportunity."

"Anyway, I want him to die within a month."

Nangong Cheng's voice was extremely cold, and when he said the word Wang Fan, strong murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

"Yes!" Ku Wujian didn't say a word more, just nodded, and then left the cave.

When Nangong Cheng saw Ku Wujian leaving, he did not continue to think about it. Instead, he started thinking about how to kill Yan Mu.

To him, Wang Fan is just a small person, and he can absolutely rest assured that he will take action with Ku Wu Jian.

No matter how evil Wang Fan is, his cultivation level is only at the peak of Immortal King. If he encounters Ku Wujian, he will definitely die.
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