Chapter 218: Fighting the Twelve Masters (Fourth Update)
"Wang Fan!"
When Lin Qingzheng saw Wang Fan arrive, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation, subconsciously stood up and crashed into Wang Fan's arms, and the two lines of tears couldn't stop flowing: "I thought I would never see you again!"
Wang Fan didn't hug it, nor did he push it away, it was extremely embarrassing, so he could only beckon to Lin Po: "Old man Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm sorry to be a little late!"
Lin Po smiled slightly: "It's good if you can come, can we leave now?"
Wang Fan nodded, waved his hand and played an aura exercise, directly grabbed the two of them, and flew into the air.
Lin Qingzheng and Lin Po were already stunned when they saw this scene.
It's only been a long time, and Wang Fan's cultivation has reached level five, and he can even fly.
There have been too many things that have happened recently, and Wang Fan doesn't want to explain, but fortunately, the two of them didn't ask much.
Soon they returned to Hong Yuntian's side, and when they saw that they had rescued the person, Hong Yuntian smiled at Jiang Dongxuan with satisfaction: "Count yourself honest, I'll spare your life today!"
Saying that, Hong Yuntian wanted to leave with Wang Fan.
But who knows, behind him, he suddenly remembered Luo Sheng's sneer: "I want to leave now, is it too late, so many mountain gates want to kill Wang Fan, and they have grabbed Wang Fan's handle, how can Jiang Dongxuan only tell me alone?"
Jiang Dongxuan also showed a cruel smile on his face: "That's right, I have notified a total of eighteen mountain gates, and according to the distance, there will be at least ten sect heads who will be here soon!"
"What!"
Wang Fan's complexion changed suddenly, and there were still ten masters, wouldn't there be ten sixth-level masters!
What's worse is that at this moment, a burst of sound of breaking the sky suddenly came from high in the sky.
When I looked up, I saw ten figures together, galloping from the sky, and now I am afraid it is a little late!
And the ten masters who flew in the sky also discovered that the mountain protection array of the Eight Poles Gate had been broken, and they immediately accelerated and fell directly to the opposite side of Hong Yuntian.
"It's... Hong Yuntian: You really have become old as the rumors say!" said a master.
"Hmm, is it Wang Fan next to Hong Yuntian! Haha, didn't you say that he only caught Wang Fan's friend, why is he himself here, great, it doesn't take any effort to get here!" said another head.
But at this moment, Hong Yuntian said with a smile: "If you want to take Wang Fan away, you asked me if I agreed!"
"Hong Yuntian, are you going to oppose us? I advise you not to make mistakes, you are so old, the injuries on your body must be serious, it is impossible for us to be an opponent!"
Lin Qingzheng saw that the situation was not good, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's all my fault, I brought you trouble!"
Wang Fan smiled: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's think about how to go first!"
As he spoke, he looked at Hong Yuntian and said, "How do you get out now?"
"Just fight out, isn't it ten sixth-level masters! I can fight twenty, and ten can only let me exert half of my strength!" Hong Yuntian said indifferently.
"Hubris!" someone shouted.
"Crazy mom, looking for a fight!" Hong Yuntian suddenly broke out, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly into the crowd, waving his fists, and the sky was full of fist shadows, and the momentum was huge, and he actually forced more than a dozen sixth-level masters to retreat one after another.
"Kill Wang Fan!"
Someone shouted, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Wang Fan first.
But at the moment when he opened his mouth, Hong Yuntian directly stepped forward, swept out with one leg, and with supreme power, directly hit the opponent's chest, and with a bang, the person who spoke directly smashed on the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.
A sixth-level master was beaten down like this.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and at the same time, they knew in their hearts that they had to solve Hong Yuntian before they could deal with Wang Fan, otherwise they would still be broken by Hong Yuntian one by one!
Thinking of this, after all the sixth-level masters glanced at each other, they all went all out to attack Hong Yuntian.
For a time, Hong Yuntian's body was full of dangers, but Hong Yuntian's moves were exquisite, his consciousness was outstanding, and he turned the tide of the battle several times, not only was he not defeated, but he became more and more brave and extraordinary!
But Rao is like this, Wang Fan couldn't help but sweat for Hong Yuntian, he first took out a small purple jade gourd, aimed at a master, and whispered in his heart: "Your name is now Turtle Son!"
However, the aspect did not change color, and the arm was not affected in any way.
The purple jade gourd is useless against a sixth-level master!
Wang Fan's heart sank, and he directly gave up the purple jade gourd, and then began to wave his hand.
His Ten Slaps of the Dragon Descending Dragon haven't appeared for a long time, and I hope that he can appear once today, as long as he can knock over one of them, he can change the situation on the battlefield!
But what made him speechless was that this time the dragon descended ten slaps as if he was asleep, and Wang Fan waved his hand hundreds of times, but he didn't mean to appear.
Boom!
Suddenly, Hong Yuntian was slapped and flew out upside down, although two of his opponents were directly knocked unconscious by him by taking advantage of this opportunity, but it was obvious that he was already overwhelmed!
"Damn, hurry up!"
Wang Fan was anxious and kept waving his hand, but the eighteen palms of the dragon descending were still silent.
Fortunately, Hong Yuntian quickly stabilized his position and continued to move forward, and then he relied on his strength to exchange injuries with his opponent, and he knocked down nine of the ten masters, leaving only one who was still panting in the air.
But Rao is like this, Hong Yuntian is not comfortable, he is covered in rags, his hair is scattered and falling, there is blood at the corner of his mouth, and he is panting like a cow.
"Hong Yuntian, you deserve to be a genius who became a sixth-level master at the age of thirty, but it is still too difficult to be ten with one, you admit defeat now, I can let you go!"
He is the strongest of the ten leaders, so he can stay until now, but he is not sure that he will directly defeat Hong Yuntian, so he hopes to make Hong Yuntian give up by himself.
But after Hong Yuntian took a sip of blood, he sneered and said: "How can I, Luoyun Sect, shake my head and beg for mercy, since this seat is already taking one as ten, then I have to do it to the end!"
As he spoke, he straightened up and rushed towards the other party again.
The two immediately fought together again, but after all, Hong Yuntian was already at the end of the crossbow, and he no longer had the previous dominant-level combat power, and it took more than twenty minutes to barely knock the other party down.
However, since then, the ten heads, including Jiang Dongxuan and Luo Sheng before, are a total of twelve heads, all of whom were defeated by Hong Yuntian!
"That's amazing!"
Wang Fan couldn't help but clench his fists, Hong Yuntian doesn't have his Kunpeng's supernatural powers, but he can defeat twelve with one, which is really powerful, follow him in the future to learn a few more tricks, and he will definitely be able to improve his combat power, and no longer rely on his supernatural powers and the ten slaps of the dragon descending that are not working when they are not working!
After defeating the twelve masters, although Hong Yuntian's state was not good, he was still not weak.
I saw him hanging in the air, condescending, and said in a deep voice: "I remember everything, Wang Fan is my disciple of Luoyun Sect, whoever is an enemy of him in the future, that is, he is an enemy of me Hong Yuntian, I can defeat twelve heads in a row this time, and next time I can kill the mountain to break your inheritance, do you understand!"
"Ming...... Understood"
The twelve leaders who were seriously injured on the ground were frightened, but they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of angering Hong Yuntian and coming down to kill them all.
Hearing this, Hong Yuntian smiled with satisfaction, and then he actually took out a mobile phone from his arms and took a picture downward.
Wang Fan was puzzled, flew closer to take a look, and found that this old boy was actually posting on Weibo: Today I took my disciples of Luoyun Sect to the Baji Gate for a big battle, defeated the twelve masters, begged for retweets, begged for likes!
"Master, you are really good at playing......" Suddenly, the corners of Wang Fan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say.
Hong Yuntian smiled and said, "Now that the matter of the ancient martial artist has been revealed to the world, you will have to make more use of these modern tools in the future, understand? For example, this time, you see that after I posted this Weibo, who else would dare to provoke you!"
Sure enough, at this moment, Wang Fan's mobile phone suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number, and when he picked it up, Li Aiguo's voice immediately came from the other end: "Wang Fan, are you with Hong Yuntian, the head of the Luoyun Sect, now?"
Wang Fan frowned: "What's the matter?
"Hehe... That's natural, but I'm calling to tell you that the association has decided to punish the main person responsible in the last incident, Nie Yun has been canceled as vice president, and your charges have also been canceled, I hope you can continue to be friendly with our association!"