Chapter 4177: Liwei?

"Haha, please, please!"
In the Zhuangzhu's hall, when the Zhuangzhu Fenjian heard the question of the saint emperor elder at the sword gate, his expression calmly remained unchanged, and he laughed and said.
It's just that, even though he said please, he still sat on the main seat and didn't move, and he didn't mean to welcome him at all.
Fen Jian's heart was also very upset.
What kind of thing is the saint son of the knife door?
Now I just came to propose marriage, and put on such an arrogant posture. If the saint married him, wouldn't it be going to heaven?
To have him greet him personally by Burning Sword, and to greet him outside the gate of the villa, this is simply absurd and absurd.
Wang Fan didn't speak, but just sat quietly.
He was not a member of the Sword Saint Villa at all, and he had no sense of belonging to the Sword Saint Villa.
The most important thing is that his current cultivation base is still very low, only the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor.
With such strength, there is no right to speak at all.
In his opinion, he only needs to keep a low profile.
Before the flames of war burned on him, he could sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"Humph!"
Seeing that Fen Jian had no intention of coming out to meet the swordsmen, he was immediately even more upset.
It's just that they didn't say much, but snorted heavily and entered the hall.
When they entered the hall, they had already seen that there were many people sitting in the hall, and there was no empty seat.
This made the swordsman even more annoyed.
What does this Juggernaut Mountain Villa mean? Didn't even prepare a chair for them?
Do you want them to stand and talk to the people of Sword Saint Villa?
Really angry.
They are all used to being aloof, but where did they endure such humiliation?
Dao Sect Saint Child's eyes were also a little gloomy, he glanced around, and his gaze quickly fell on Wang Fan, who had the lowest cultivation base.
He saw his lips move slightly, and he spoke to an immortal emperor behind him.
The immortal emperor immediately understood, and walked towards Wang Fan when he lifted his footsteps.
At the same time, the breath on his body began to surge.
The nine-story fairy emperor is very strong.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew what this guy wanted to do.
Obviously, the Sword Sect Saint Child was upset, and wanted to fight back and give Sword Saint Villa a slap in the face.
The object of this prestige was Wang Fan.
It's just that no one said anything.
One is because Wang Fan is the Daoist chosen by Hong Xiu, and he is the protagonist in this matter.
Second, because Wang Fan's strength was strong enough, they didn't believe that the immortal emperor could deal with Wang Fan.
After all, Wang Fan’s opponent is the Sword Sect Saint, he is robbing the Sword Sect Saint.
Under this circumstance, if Wang Fan couldn't deal with a subordinate of Saint Son of the Dao Sect, he deserved to be killed.
Da da da.
The immortal emperor's pace on the Ninth Floor was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to come to Wang Fan's side.
He glanced at Wang Fan, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and said coldly: "Get out of the way, this position, this emperor has taken a fancy."
Wang Fan looked up at this idiot, feeling a little speechless.
This guy's vision is really good, he knew at a glance that he was the protagonist.
It's just that he clearly wants to be low-key, and he didn't even think about it. Why is it so difficult to be low-key?
Thinking like this in his heart, Wang Fan showed a scared smile on the surface.
"Okay, okay, I'll get out of it, I'll get out of it."
With that said, Wang Fan stood up.
In this scene, not only the saint emperor elders who watched the Sword Saint Villa frowned, even those at the sword gate were also a little surprised.
This bastard, what is he doing? Don't you know that this is losing the face of Sword Saint Villa?
When Xiao Yu was humiliated earlier, where did the prestige go? Do you only bully yourself?
This is the thought of many Sword Saint Villa elders. They are really angry, and they can't wait to slap Wang Fan, a who only dared to lie in the nest, to death.
After a short period of lag, the swordman couldn't help grinning, only feeling greatly relaxed.
Xin said that this kid is very witty, and it's really awesome to be so awkward.
Even with them, the look they looked at Wang Fan felt a little more comfortable.
Ruzi can be taught, and ruzi can be taught.
For a time, in the entire Palace of the Villa Master, only the Villa Master Burning the Sword, the Saint Red Sleeve, and a few Sword Saint Villa Saint Emperors, their complexion remained unchanged.
It seems that no matter what happens, they will not be too unexpected.
With a humble and respectful smile, Wang Fan quickly stood up.
The immortal emperor was even more proud of seeing this scene, and his precautions were greatly reduced. He even came forward with a big smile, trying to reach out and pat Wang Fan's face.
After all, he had suffered too much before, and only by crazy humiliation and slaps could he find his place.
However, his face suddenly changed before he patted Wang Fan's face with his palm.
Because Wang Fan, who was originally harmless to humans and animals, was very humble.
The moment he stretched out his hand, he suddenly violent.
In the next second, Wang Fan had already grabbed his arm, and his entire arm was torn off with a piercing sound.
Broken bones, blood splattered.
However, Wang Fan still did not stop, and suddenly took a step forward, blasting out his punches.
The amount of violent violence engulfed the surging gods, and instantly hit the immortal emperor's chest.
Bang!
Pouch!
Accompanied by two sounds, the immortal emperor's ninth floor immediately flew upside down, blood spurted, and fell to the ground like a dog.
With just one punch, Wang Fan shattered his countless meridians, making him mostly useless.
This punch was really too cruel.
And watching this scene, in an instant, the scene fell into absolute silence.
Silence is silent, needle drop can be heard.
Only vaguely heard a series of rapid breathing.
The people of Sword Saint Villa watched this scene blankly.
Especially those elders who were a bit angry before, and they were a little blank in their minds. It seems that until now, they haven't figured out what happened.
The same is true for the people of the knife gate.
It's not that they are not smart enough. In fact, this scene is too unbelievable and Wang Fan is too ruthless.
It doesn't matter if you don't agree with it, it's just a waste of people.
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They are guests!
"Beast, you are so bold!"
"Dare to kill my swordsman disciple, you are looking for death!"
"Death to the emperor!"
After a brief silence, the swordsman finally recovered.
Accompanied by a series of anger, the holy emperor behind the holy son was crazy and immediately violent.
While the pressure of the Holy Emperor on his body enveloped Wang Fan, he lifted his slap and patted Wang Fan.
The big palm of Shenyuan pierced the air, tearing out a series of cracks, just like the palm of a god.
At least for Wang Fan, this palm is absolutely impossible for him to avoid.
If this palm fell on him, he would also die.
However, despite this, Wang Fan still behaved extremely calmly, without the slightest panic.
Because he knew that the owner would definitely save him.
Even if the owner does not make a move, the saint will definitely make a move.
Hong Xiu might not be able to fight against the saint emperor at the sword gate, but it was no problem to defeat this great palm print of the gods.
Sure enough, just when the great palm of the gods was about to fall on Wang Fan—
"Humph!"
A cold snort suddenly came out, and no one moved, as if an invisible force appeared in the air.
In the next second, the big palm of the Shenyuan suddenly disappeared out of thin air.