This is a grand gathering that Wei Zi's younger generation has held for many years. The four represented by Guo Zhengxing, Leng Qindan, Liu Yuanlong and Murong Ling presided over the grand gathering.

Around the platform were many young practitioners from different regions, among whom were the masters of the four major religions, some followers of small forces, and some people who traveled and practiced scattered. They are all outstanding people.

These people seemed to be calm, discussing the Tao and the laws of nature. One by one, a calm breath flowed through them, soft as spring water. Although some people have a murderous aura, this moment is also quiet.

In the other direction, Chen Fan was lying on the grass carelessly, biting a grass root in his mouth, a little leisurely, he was now staring at Murong Ling, with a sneer from time to time, ready to make a move.

"Talk about war, talk about war, let's start......"

Three hours later, Wei Zijiao Guo Zhengxing opened his mouth and used his fuel to make gestures around the platform. Someone jumped up and rushed to the most central platform. This is the battlefield of this grand rally.

The cultivation of these people is not weak, and if they can come here, they naturally have good strength, and all kinds of mysterious powers emerge in an endless stream, and they are dazzled when they see Chen Fan, and there are exclamations from time to time not far away.

Next to him, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly stretched out his jade hand and shook it with Chen Fan. His big eyes twinkled, and he pointed to the podium and said, "Hey, hey, I'm going there to hone my pervert." ”

"Don't go!"

Chen Fan immediately shook his head, how could he let her go up.

"I'm leaving!"

"Don't go!"

In the end, Mu Xiaoxiao turned his head angrily and ignored Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, Khan, and Ye Yuqiu had already told Wan Qian that there was nothing special. Don't let Mu Xiaoxiao participate in the battle. The most important thing is that Chen Fan himself has a reason, he will offend people in the future.

"Cher is a good girl. You can watch it here. Girls, don't do anything. I will help you fight. ”

When Mu Xiaoxiao heard this, he immediately stared at him with wide eyes, and said angrily, "Do you want to cause trouble again?!"

Chen Fan: "......"

The debate was coming to an end, and a handsome young man was standing on the podium at the moment. He looks like jade and has a unique temperament. Almost everyone was defeated by Murong Ling, who had already landed on the moon.

"It's worthy of Murong Gongzi, it's really too strong!"

"It seems that the rumors are true. Except for a limited number of three or two people, no one can really compare to Murong. This fighting power is admirable. It deserves to be the leader of the younger generation and to be admired. ”

Many looked in praise and awe. Murong Ling was only in his 20s, but he suppressed everyone here and almost raised his hands against the enemy. Even those who slept on the seventh or eighth day were no exception. Many people estimated that except for Leng Qin Dan, no one was his enemy.

"All of you are honored, but there is still a lot to do. ”

Murong Ling greeted the people who spoke. He looks humble and makes people feel good.

Guo Zhengxing, Liu Yuanlong, and Leng Qindan are not weak. They were all young and strong, at the pinnacle of Dust Cloud Nine. However, Murong Ling's strength had already made several people feel pressured, and their faces were solemn. They haven't shown up yet.

There are many young martial artists here, but after seeing Murong Ling's combat strength, no one will step onto the stage of World War I again. The end has already been decided. The elite disciples of the Autumn Moon Sect were worthy of their reputation, and the cultivators who had lost the Eight Great Laws of Heaven and Earth had no effort.

Chen Fan knew it was time. He talked to Mu Xiaoxiao and slowly moved his body. He stepped onto the stage of the debate.

"What, who dares to challenge?"

Seeing Murong's combat effectiveness, he still dared to climb the high platform. His courage was commendable, but he felt a little overrated. ”

"I don't know how deep, except for those few people, they can fight Murong here. ”

Many people nearby shook their heads, feeling that Chen Fan's power to challenge Murong Ling was too great. Some even think that Chen Fan's move is just a name. As long as he can defeat Murong Ling here, his status will definitely soar and become famous among Wei Zi's younger generation.

"Jiang Xiong, he ......" Brother and Sister Xiao were a little surprised.

Only Mu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists angrily and whispered, "This shameless pervert is really disgusting. He wouldn't let the young lady grind. He actually ran to fight. This annoys me. After a while, he'll definitely look good!"

On the stage of the debate, Murong Ling looked like he was still smiling faintly and speaking politely as usual. He made an inviting gesture to Chen Fan and said, "Brother Dao, please give your advice, let's start." ”

Chen Fan didn't start working right away. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at Murong Ling with a smile, and said, "Murong Ling, you won't forget who I am, right?"

The expressions of the people around Taiwan have changed. Many people expressed their dissatisfaction with Chen Fan's direct call to Murong Ling. At the time, there was a lot of discussion. Even Guo Zhengxing, stunned Qin Dan and Liu Yuanlong frowned and looked over.

A smile flashed in Murong Ling's eyes, but there was still a delicate smile on his face, giving people a feeling like a spring wind. He said: "If you dare to ask your friend's name, if you are really an old friend, Murong Ling is here to make amends." ”

"He is worthy of being Murong Gongzi, open-minded and extraordinary, which makes me admire. ”

"That's right, but this person is too arrogant to call Murong's son's name. This is rude. ”

Some people praised Murong Ling while reprimanding Chen Fan's attitude. They felt that this person was too big, because the young and strong Murong Ling didn't respect him at all. It's really too much.

"Old friend, maybe, maybe you forgot, in this case, I will give you a little reminder......" Chen Fan naturally disdained these people, he looked at the man opposite, and said coldly: "Remote village, deep mountain stream!"

"It's you, you're not dead!"

Murong Ling frowned slightly, and then changed his face.

He moved in an instant, the side of his eyes flashed, turning into a green peak, lightning appeared in front of Chen Fan, his five fingers flashed, with a terrifying might, raised his hand and stabbed towards Chen Fan's neck.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan sneered, he couldn't help but dodge, until his big hand leaned forward, he made a move, the fluctuation of divine power did not drop, his right hand was unremarkable, and he met it without hurry.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry!"

The Xiao brothers and sisters were shocked, they knew that Chen Fan was very strong, but just now the two of them had seen Murong Ling's skills, and the repairman of Juechen Eightfold Heavenly Peak was suppressed with one palm, and his strong body was terrifying.

"It's really a death wish. How dare you shake hands with Murong?"

"Gladiators are the kind of people who stand in their way."

"The hyperextension has reached its limit, and this hand will definitely be lost."

Many shook their heads and sighed, while others showed some sarcasm, believing that Chen Fan's actions were undoubtedly a sign of death.

Murong Ling's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the strength of his right hand increased by a few points. Shenhua is brilliant again. He recognized Chen Fan, so he couldn't let him live and wanted to kill him again.

"Bang ......"

Fists and palms flickered, mist and confusion, and a figure flew backwards and rolled straight down the debate table.

Many people sighed, thinking that Murong Ling must have slapped his opponent off the podium. However, when they moved their eyes to that place, everyone froze like ghosts and couldn't speak for a long time.

Even Liu Yuanlong and the three of them were shocked, Qi Qi stood up, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Chen Fan's right hand for an instant, and they all frowned deeply.

Liu Yuanlong is an inner disciple of Tianheng Peak in Nantianmen. Although he belonged to the same Taoist sect as Chen Fan, he had been cut off from the outside world and arrived here after crossing the border. Therefore, he didn't know Chen Fan and hadn't even heard of him.

Not far from a boulder, Murong Ling fell between the rubble, struggling to get up, his right hand was almost broken, a little blood dripped down, and in some places even the dense bones were exposed.

"This ...... How is this possible!"

"Hallucinations, hallucinations, this must be hallucinations, I'm dreaming!"

This side of the debate table is not big, but it is not small either. However, someone could pull the mighty Murong Ling out of the debate table with a single blow. What kind of power is this? Many people are terrified and think that they can't do it many times stronger than that. However, the person did it in front of them and it doesn't look like they put much effort into it.

"Jiang Xiong, he... He ......"

Brother and Sister Xiao's eyes barely stared out.

Only Mu Xiaoxiao doesn't care. Instead, he clenched his fists tightly and whispered, "Damn, is this villain's body getting more and more terrifying? Like a ferocious beast with a human nature, what did he eat when he grew up?"

Murong Ling was furious, and even more surprised. He looked towards the combat station. He didn't think of that at all. At the moment, this dead man is actually standing in front of him, very powerful.

"I'll give you a chance, come back ......"

An almost joking voice rang out, shaking everyone.

Chen Fan stood on the podium of the debate with his hands in his hands. He stretched out his right hand and hooked Murong Ling with his fingers.

Such words are so arrogant that many people look sideways. Murong Ling's strength is obvious, very terrifying. However, at this time, someone should have said such things to Murong Ling Airport. It's absolutely insane.

Murong Ling looked ugly, but looking at Chen Fan's smiling expression, only he and Chen Fan could understand, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then let's consult again!"

His right hand was full of brilliance. After swallowing a gold pill, it crackled and quickly returned to its original shape. There is still a faint mist flowing. He suddenly jumped up and landed on the platform again.