Chapter 4179: Xiaoye fulfills you


He also didn't expect that this little Immortal Emperor's eighth floor would be so arrogant, just provoking him Dao Sect Immortal Emperor, and now he is beginning to provoke the Great Emperor.
Is this arrogance or confidence in one's own strength?
"Mouse, you are on the eighth floor of the immortal emperor, and you dare to provoke this emperor. You are looking for death!"
That great emperor was also very angry.
He didn't expect that Wang Fan would be so arrogant and dare to provoke him.
You know, even though he only has the Great Emperor level.
But he was able to follow the Saint Son, and his talent and strength were naturally extremely enchanting.
Otherwise, he is not qualified to follow the Son of God.
Now, his sword gate is being hit by the immortal emperor in this area, so how can he bear it?
However, even though he was angry and let go of his harsh words, he did not immediately stand up.
Because the son is crazy, he hasn't spoken yet.
He needs permission from the Son to dare to fight.
The son of madness did not speak immediately, but kept scanning Wang Fan.
Wang Fan was not afraid, he stood there lazily, with his mouth raised, his expression frivolous, and he was also scanning the saint child up and down.
In Wang Fan's eyes, the saint son could not see the slightest awe at all.
The mere immortal emperor, in front of his madness, was so frivolous.
It was the first time he encountered such a fanatic.
You know, in the past, let alone the immortal emperor, even those great emperors who saw him infatuated would have to bow to their knees, and would not dare to treat him equally.
But now, here, Wang Fan broke all this.
In his eyes, the Wang Fan in front of him was a person who had no rules at all and had no idea what awe was.
Crazy!
When Wang Fan and Daomen Shengzi looked at each other, none of the others spoke.
The swordsmen were very angry, angry at Wang Fan's attitude, angry at Wang Fan's rudeness.
After all, what kind of thing is Wang Fan, only the eighth level of the immortal emperor, why dare to be so arrogant in front of their holy son?
The people of Juggernaut Mountain Villa felt a little bit stressed.
Because Wang Fan is too crazy.
Although Wang Fan is not a disciple of the Sword Saint Villa, Wang Fan at this moment, in a sense, also represents the Sword Saint Villa.
He pretends that there is no problem here, and if he wins later, then everyone is naturally happy.
But once it was defeated, it wasn't just Wang Fan that would be ashamed.
What's more, regardless of whether it was fighting or not, Wang Fan's move was considered to have completely offended the Sword Sect Saint Son, and completely offended Sword Sect.
At that time, if the sword gate is revenge, if it is jealous, it will be the Sword Saint Villa who pays the bill.
It's just that the owner Fen Jian didn't speak, so naturally the elders didn't dare to say much.
As the elders of the Sword Saint Villa, they still understand the owner's temper, and all of them are human spirits who have lived for countless years.
They are just their own people, they can do whatever they want, but in front of outsiders, if they dare to mess around, the owner will definitely punish them severely afterwards.
"You want to challenge him?"
After staring for a short time, the holy child finally spoke.
He pointed his finger at the great emperor named by Wang Fan, his mouth cracked and he asked with a smile.
It's just that, while smiling and asking, his Immortal Emperor Realm has already oppressed Wang Fan in an instant.
At the same time, the aura on his body had already gone violently in an instant, reached its peak, and pressed against Wang Fan fiercely.
Only for an instant, Wang Fan felt that the top of his head and the surrounding area seemed to be enveloped by a mountain of swords.
The mountain of blades was violent, as if he would be torn apart by the mountain of blades if he was careless.
Of course, those are just illusions.
With crazy strength, not to mention just being overwhelming, even if he did it himself, he might not be able to help him.
Wang Fan calmly and calmly, without counseling at all, responded with a smile: "Yes, why, dare not?"
With that, his immortal emperor realm exploded at the same time, and his aura rose to the sky in an instant.
Boom boom boom!
Invisible, there seemed to be a series of explosions.
Dao Sect Saint Child's face changed, only to feel that his Immortal Emperor Realm, and those coercion, had been torn and shattered in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
He looked at Wang Fan in shock, his eyes filled with incredibleness.
Although it was just an imposing impulse, and he didn't use his full strength.
But even so, it is enough to prove that Wang Fan is not simple anymore.
The eighth floor of the mere immortal emperor was able to do so, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant.
It really has arrogant capital.
But, is it possible that Wang Fan thought that he could have a crazy and equal dialogue with him?
It's ridiculous.
Crazy knew that he could no longer suppress Wang Fan with his aura, so he nodded: "Well, that's the case, I will give you a chance to fight."
While speaking, he looked at the owner of Fen Jian: "This challenge was initiated by the disciple of your Sword Saint Villa first, and the object of the challenge is my Dao Sect Emperor."
"Therefore, you can't say that I use the sword to bully the small, and whether they win or lose, whether they live or die, they must be conceited. By then, don't hurt your peace."
The holy son speaks madly and calmly, with a gentle smile.
It seemed that it was a friendly conversation.
In fact, it is a threat.
That is to say, the challenge was initiated by you, and it was the immortal emperor who challenged the emperor. Therefore, regardless of life and death, we cannot say that I am using the sword to bully the small.
In addition, he was still reminding the great emperor not to keep his hands and kill Wang Fan directly.
There are no fools present, so naturally they can hear the meaning of madness.
However, no one opposed it.
Fen Jian looked crazy and smiled: "That's natural."
As he said, he looked at Wang Fan again: "Boy, you have also heard, if you lose or die, don't expect the old man to avenge you."
Wang Fan curled his lips: "I don't need revenge, but can you reward me with a spiritual spring before the battle?"
When this word fell, the entire hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.
What?
Spiritual Spring?
This kid is about to fight decisively, and he still wants something?
What's more, even if it is a reward, shouldn't it be mentioned after winning?
Fen Jian was also a little speechless, and said, "Why, are you so confident that you can win?"
Wang Fan said: "That's natural. What's more, I love money and resources. If you give me the spirit spring, maybe I can play for a long time and kill that guy."
Having said this, he paused slightly, and added: "Master Zhuang, I am fighting for the Sword Saint Villa. You don't want me to lose, do you? By then, you will be the one who is ashamed."
Fen Jian was a little speechless. He couldn't wait to slap Wang Fan to death, but he still threw a space ring to Wang Fan.
Wang Fan swept his mental strength and smiled instantly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, and Mr. Zhuang."
On the other side, the great emperor has already stepped out.
He had already adjusted his state and was ready for the battle, but seeing Wang Fan's appearance and seeing Wang Fan ignoring him, he suddenly became a little angry.
He only felt that his heart was burning with anger, and he couldn't help it, and said angrily: "I said you have enough, do you still fight or not?"
Wang Fan glanced at him: "I said you are in a hurry? The emperor must have the emperor's tolerance, how did you cultivate to the emperor with your tolerance? Even if you are in a hurry to reincarnate, you are not in a hurry?
With that said, Wang Fan also took out some spiritual springs and took a deep breath, before walking towards the outside of the temple: "Since you are in a hurry to find death, then get out, the young master will make you perfect!"
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