"Chen Fan!" Wu Qingxuan put his hands behind his back and walked towards Chen Fan with a smile, seeing that Chen Fan was not affected, he nodded invisibly.

"Uncle Wu!" Wu Qingxuan is the Uncle Wu of Longfu, Chen Fan didn't know that the person in front of him was the sect master of Xuanzong at this moment.

"How is it, are you still used to coming to Xuanzong these days?" Wu Qingxuan sat beside Chen Fan with a smile and glanced at the young man in front of him.

Wang Ban slapped it with a palm, Chen Fan actually had the courage to fight with a gun, this courage is not something that anyone can have.

"It's okay, it's just ......" Chen Fan said with some embarrassment: "Since entering Xuanzong, it seems that I have been fighting, not fighting, but must be on the way to fight!"

Chen Fan guessed that Wu Qingxuan's status in Xuanzong should not be low, but he did not think about Wu Qingxuan's identity as the sect master.

"My generation of monks, we must first learn to fight with others before we can fight with the sky, if we don't even have the courage to fight with others, how can we talk about going against the sky and taking our lives?" Wu Qingxuan patted Chen Fan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yes! Thank you Uncle Wu for teaching. Chen Fan nodded in thanks.

"What do you think, the Wang family is guarding outside the sect and wants to hunt you?" Wu Qingxuan said with a smile looking at Chen Fan.

"I don't have any ideas, the Wang family wants to hunt me, why don't I want to hunt the Wang family?" Chen Fan clenched his fists fiercely and said: "It is impossible for anyone in the Wang family to be as strong as Wang Ban, since he dares to hunt me, then I will hunt the juniors of the Wang family to see who is more ruthless." ”

Chen Fan guessed that Wu Qingxuan should have come to test himself when he said that, to see if he was worthy of Xuanzong and the Wang family, or whether he was worthy of Xuanzong's cultivation.

However, even if Wu Qingxuan didn't come to test Chen Fan, Chen Fan would do what he said, the juniors of the Wang family would never be as powerful as Wang Ban.

"Okay!" Wu Qingxuan slapped Chen Fan hard, and said with a smile: "Have backbone, since this is the case, then do it according to your ideas, the older generation of the Wang family dares to make a move, our Xuanzong will naturally not sit idly by, this era is for you young people, let you toss it yourself!"

Wu Qingxuan left with a smile, with the answer he wanted.

Wu Qingxuan left, Chen Fan jumped off the big stone and held the spear on the ground in his hand, he knew that it was time for him to prove himself.

Outside the Xuanzong Mountain Gate, the younger generation of disciples of the Wang family were stationed here, responsible for monitoring the disciples of Xuanzong, while Wang Ban suppressed the sky.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the gate of Xuanzong Mountain.

A white robe swayed slightly in the breeze, and the silver spear in his hand was a little dazzling in the sun, and the young man walked step by step, firm and composed.

"Who are you?" asked the Wang family disciple with his weapon in his hand and pointed directly at Chen Fan.

"Haven't you always wanted to seek revenge on me? Why? Now that I've sent it to the door, you don't know me?" Chen Fan looked at the people of the Wang family with a smile and said with some jokes.

"Chen Fan, you are not small, you dare to come out and send you to death?" The disciple of the Wang family looked at Chen Fan as if he was looking at a dead man, and asked with a smile: "Did Xuanzong abandon you? Throw you out as a shield? But it's too late!"

"No, no, no!" Chen Fan raised his middle finger, shook his finger and said, "Just a native chicken and a dog like you, it's not worth my Chen Fan's timidity, let alone deterring Xuanzong." ”

"Look for death!" Chen Fan said, the disciples of the Wang family couldn't help it, a person with no power and no power dared to be arrogant in front of the Wang family, how could the disciples of the Wang family endure it?

The weapons in the hands of the disciples of the Wang family were unsheathed and came towards Chen Fan.

"What? Do you want to bully less with more?" Chen Fan held a spear in his hand, and the sound of breaking the air came, surrounded by thunder and lightning.

"The Wang family is nothing more than that!" Chen Fan's spear swept across the spear, and countless spear shadows killed everyone, behind the spear shadows, lightning was like a spiritual snake, chasing souls and killing people.

The gun shadow suspended the offensive of the Wang family's disciples, Chen Fan turned around and swept away, and the voice came from afar: "If you want revenge, if you have a seed, come with me!"

After a few leaps, Chen Fan disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"What should I do?" asked one of them.

"Beware of explosions!" said the Wang family disciple, blocking the last bolt of lightning.

"Hmph, what if there is fraud? A small disciple of the third generation of Xuanzong can still turn the sky upside down, I'll take his dog's life!" After speaking, the long sword in his hand shook, and this person quickly chased in the direction where Chen Fan disappeared.

Chen Fan dodged in the jungle like a spirit monkey, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a hunter waiting for his prey to take the bait.

"Chen Fan, take your life!" Behind Chen Fan, a person lifted a long sword and chased after him.

"Are you the only one who came to die, it's so disappointing to me!" Chen Fan said with a pretended disappointment.

"I'll take your dog's life alone, it's enough!" the long sword swung and slashed the branches that stood in front of him, increasing his speed by three points.

Chen Fan's sixth-layer cultivation of qi refining, and the thunder was decided, and his body was as fast as thunder and lightning, but the speed of the person behind him was three points faster than Chen Fan's, which was really rare.

"Chen Fan, just grab it, the master will give you a good time!" The long sword was vertical and horizontal, and it went straight to Chen Fan's heart.

Under Chen Fan's extreme speed, his body turned extremely round, and the spear in his hand was across his chest, blocking the long sword!

Ding-The long sword pierced the spear, like a long sword pushing the spear forward, and sparks appeared from time to time.

Chen Fan took a round of spears in his hand, and his feet stopped, stopping the backward figure.

"What, don't you run away?" the sword's playful voice sounded, and he looked playfully at the man with the spear in front of him.

"Now, you can't escape if you want to!" Chen Fan argued with the spear in his hand, and said jokingly: "You have been tricked!"

Chen Fan's voice fell, and dozens of people around him quickly appeared, surrounding the long sword in the middle.

"Brother Fan!" Long Lin held the long sword and said with a smile: "How did this kid kill him?"

"It's up to you?" the long sword sneered and said, "It's inevitable that you don't take my Wang family too seriously, just you chickens and dogs, you still want to ambush me?"

The long sword waved, stomped on his feet, and the figure quickly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, the tip of the sword had already appeared in front of Chen Fan's eyes.

Chen Fan leaned back, dodging the soul-chasing sword, and the spear in his hand rose against the sky, confronting the long sword for the first time.

"Kill!" Seeing this, the outer disciples rose up and attacked him.

Although the sword cultivation of the Wang family is high, but the good tiger can't stand the wolves, and today's disciples of the outer sect of the White Tiger Peak are no longer what they used to be, dozens of people besiege one person, except for the master of foundation building, it is not a problem.

The long sword is gradually gaining the upper hand, and the defeat is beginning to appear!

The long sword swung and blocked most of Chen Fan's and the others' attacks, and the scarlet flow on his body.

The body twisted and moved, and once again avoided the spear in Chen Fan's hand, among the outer gates, Chen Fan's cultivation was the highest, and the offensive was the strongest, and the royal sword, under the siege of the outer gate of the White Tiger Peak, it was difficult to compete with the spear in Chen Fan's hand.

Zhong Xinli cut through his hands with two knives like scissors, almost cutting the royal sword in half.

Long Qingyun's offensive was extremely fierce, comparable to Chen Fan, the long sword in his hand was ghostly, constantly bringing up pieces of scarlet on top of the Wang family's sword, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his shot was extremely ruthless.

The long sword was on the ground, and as the blood flowed on his body, the energy in his body flowed rapidly, looking at the outer disciples who were gathered in a circle, the Wang family's sword suddenly had a sense of heroic end!

"It's up to you, don't want to kill me!" the long sword shouted angrily, and rose from the ground to take Chen Fan directly.

Chen Fan waved the spear in his hand, blocking the fierce attack of the dying sword of the royal family.

The scarlet on his body flowed more and more rapidly, and the long sword was unsteady, and it was difficult to attack.

"Cut off his head and continue to ambush!" Chen Fan commanded, cut off the head of the royal family's sword, wrapped it in his robe, and headed out of the Xuanzong Mountain Gate again.

PS: It's clean in the season, no wind and no you