This slender young man is Wu Hao's cousin, Wu Pokong!

In fact, he was not far away just now, so he was able to rush over so quickly, but Wang Fan made a mistake, he was blocked by others, and he couldn't pretend to be forced to leave.

However, as soon as he swept the aura number above the other party's head, Wang Fan smiled, he was just a fifth-level ancient martial artist, nothing more.

"Do you regret seeing me?"

Wu Pokong turned his head to look at Wang Fan, his voice cold.

Wang Fan smiled and replied politely: "I regret your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Wang Fan dared to be so arrogant, Wu Pokong couldn't accept it, with a slight touch of his feet, the whole person flew out close to the ground, and his movements were cool and handsome like a movie.

Suddenly, passers-by in the mall couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene.

Countless fans screamed again and again, as if they had seen some big star.

"So handsome, this Wu Pokong is so handsome!"

"People are still from the Ancient Warrior Management Association!"

"If Wu Pokong wants to make his debut, I must be his fan!"

But in the next second, Wang Fan raised his foot and stepped on it, the speed was as fast as electricity, and the suppression of the realm caused him to directly turn all the 10,000 combat moves in Wu Pokong's mind into nothing.

Then he was hit in the vest with a kick, and with a bang, the whole person fell directly to the ground.

All of a sudden, the screams all around him stopped abruptly.

Just now, Wu Pokong looked very handsome close to the ground, but now that he thinks about it, he always feels like he is taking the initiative to drill under Wang Fan's feet.

"Give it to me!" After Wu Pokong was trampled under his feet, he roared, and the aura in his body flowed rapidly, and his arms were propped up on the ground, and with two bangs, the smooth floor was directly shattered into a big pit.

But he couldn't get up, and the foot on his back was as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't get out.

"Turbulent strength, break it for me!"

Suddenly, Wu Pokong directly performed the famous martial arts of the martial arts, and his strength skyrocketed several times, wanting to stand up.

It's a pity that Wang Fan's feet are still firmly stepped on and have not wavered in the slightest.

Finally, Wu Pokong understood that Wang Fan was probably not a simple fifth-level ancient martial artist, but a sixth-level!

But he is also fearless, there is only a sixth-level ancient martial artist, and there is more than one martial artist!

He immediately said coldly: "Boy, let me go, otherwise even if you are a sixth-level ancient martial artist, you will not be able to escape the sanctions of my martial family!"

"It's amazing!" Wang Fan made a look of horror: "Can you stand up and speak, you are talking on your stomach like this, it's very unconvincing!"

For a while, Wu Pokong only felt endless humiliation welling up in his heart.

He moved out of the martial arts family, and the person in front of him didn't let go of him, but ridiculed him more and more.

"Boy, do you really want to go all the way to the dark!"

Finally, Wu Pokong forcibly suppressed the shame in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that my martial family has three sixth-level ancient martial artists!"

"Huh?" Wang Fan was stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

How could a small ancient martial arts family have so many sixth-level ancient martial artists?

But after thinking about it, he understood that in this era when the ancient warriors were exposed, the ancient warriors ushered in the golden time, so many ancient martial arts families who had been hiding all their resources took out all their resources and quickly gave birth to one master after another.

For example, the Ancient Martial Arts Management Association has dozens of more fifth-level masters in just half a month, and maybe they also have several more sixth-level masters.

It is not surprising that the ancient martial arts family, which has been inherited for thousands of years, suddenly has a few more sixth-level masters.

Those mountain gates, maybe there are more sixth-level masters, if you think about it like this, Jiang Dongxuan dares to go against himself, maybe it is also because there are more masters in the gate!

"Hmph, I'm afraid, don't let me go quickly!"

Seeing Wang Fan's silence, Wu Pokong thought that he had frightened Wang Fan.

Being said like this, Wang Fan returned to reality and grinned: "Hey, I'm so scared!"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and stepped on Wu Pokong's face, and suddenly the sole of his new shoes was directly printed on that handsome face.

"You!"

Boom!

Wang Fan stepped on it again!

"You're looking for death!"

Bang bang bang......

After more than a dozen feet, Wu Pokong's whole face was swollen like a pig's head, where was the half handsome and chic just now?

After doing this, Wang Fan didn't bother to stay any longer, and raised his feet and prepared to leave.

Who knows, he had just taken a few steps when Wu Pokong's weak voice came from behind him: "Want to go, boy, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this mall!"

Wang Fan looked back and saw Wu Pokong lying on the ground, holding an electronic watch in his hand, and the cover was blood-red.

This should be the meaning of the Ancient Warrior Management Association or their martial artist's distress signal.

At this moment, Wu Pokong struggled to get up from the ground, with a cruel smile on his face: "If you provoke my martial family, do you still want to leave?" Dream, you wait for death, not only you die, but your whole family will die!"

It's really a martial artist, and the tone of speech is the same.

Wang Fan sneered, not afraid at all.

But at this moment, a rapid alarm bell suddenly sounded from outside.

Then, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air.

Before everyone in the mall could come to their senses, they heard a bang bang overhead.

Everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see more than a dozen figures falling from the sky, directly shattering the glass on the top of the mall and falling.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Then, more than a dozen figures fell heavily to the ground, guarding Wu Pokong and Wu Hao.

At the same time, a middle-aged man looked at Wang Fan vigilantly: "Is that him?"

Wu Pokong said in a deep voice: "That's right, it's this kid, specifically targeting my Wu family!"

Looking at the tragic situation of Wu Pokong and Wu Hao, the middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, he took a step forward, looked at Wang Fan coldly and said: "I am Wu Zhen, the Minister of Defense of the Ancient Martial Arts Management Association, I am arresting you now on behalf of the Ancient Martial Arts Management Association, if you dare to resist, we have the right to kill you!"

As he spoke, many ancient warriors brought by Wu Zhen also slowly straightened up and surrounded Wang Fan in the center.

Wang Fan's eyes swept away, Wu Zhen, who took the lead, was a sixth-level master, except for him, the rest of the people were all fifth-level masters, which was not a big problem.

However, since the other party used the name of the Ancient Warrior Management Association, it proves that the people brought by Wu Zhen should not be the Wu family, and if they were all beaten down for no reason, Li Aiguo would probably be very sad.

So he smiled and said, "Wu Zhen, the reason why you teach these two people a lesson is because they are indiscriminate and want to bully me first and force me to buy my things, so it's not my fault, you'd better bring people back and teach them a good lesson." ”

Wu Zhen's face did not change, and he was not moved, of course he knew what kind of virtue his two clansmen were, but he didn't feel wrong, because this represented the face of their martial family:

"Hmph, what are you, right or wrong, it's up to you?"

Wang Fan smiled and looked at the other fifth-level ancient martial artists: "You also want to follow him to make mistakes?"

If these people are obsessed, and he teaches a lesson, there is no way to do it.

The surrounding fifth-level ancient martial artists looked at each other.

To be honest, they could also guess what was going on, but Wu Zhen was stronger than them after all, and he was their immediate boss, how could he openly disobey orders?

The Ancient Warrior Management Association is now a management method similar to that of the army, and disobedience is a big crime!

Wu Zhen laughed directly: "Hmph, you are a nobody, and you also want to shake my military heart?

As he spoke, Wu Zhen stepped on his feet, his whole body was like a rainbow, and he was about to make a move.

"Wait!"

But at this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded from outside the door.

I saw a young man in a black windbreaker rushing in quickly, and the person who came was Shi Feng, the driver sent by Li Aiguo to Wang Fan!

Shi Feng stepped forward, looked at Wu Zhen with cold eyes and said, "Wu Zhen, you can't make a move on him!"

"Who are you!" Wu Zhen didn't rush to make a move, not because he was afraid of Shi Feng, but because he saw the clothes on Shi Feng's body.

"You don't have to know who I am!" Shi Feng looked at him indifferently: "Your martial arts family can't afford to provoke the person in front of you, so I hope you come over quickly and apologize and leave!"

"What?"

Wu Zhen was immediately stunned in place, this Shi Feng was crazy, and he actually asked him to apologize to a hairy boy?