On the pavilion seat, as the words of the Thunder King fell, everyone's eyes also looked at Ling Fan at this moment. Fire and Literature? ??? ．?ｒ ａ ｎ?ｅｎ`ｎｅt

This competition for the Ding is nominally just a competition between the five major halls, but in fact, it is also a competition between the disciples of the five major halls.

They also want to see what kind of genius this kind of genius person can bring Chihirozuki to such an important place

Ling Fan's eyes froze for a moment, since he entered the pavilion, no one had paid attention to him, and at this moment, because of this person's words, everyone looked at him, did they want to probe his bottom!

"This is my new disciple who has just started in the fifth branch hall for less than half a year, Senior Brother Ling. Qianxunyue paused and said, she didn't want to say the first half of the sentence, but when she thought of Ling Fan touching her chest, she still said it, just taking this opportunity to pit Ling Fan again, she wanted to see how Ling Fan would resolve it in the face of the Tianjiao figures of the five major halls this time.

"A new disciple who has been in the beginner for less than half a year?" Chu Wuji, the top Tianjiao of the fourth branch hall, also opened his mouth in surprise at this time, he glanced at Ling Fan, and then chuckled: "When will a new disciple who has just started be able to attend such an occasion?" Senior Sister Qianxun, you are still doing things so sloppily!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Ling Fan, his brows furrowed slightly, they are all disciples of the Xuangong Palace, in the end, their status is the same, you can come to such a place, I can't come?

Just because your Xuanwen level is one level higher?

It's not cool to be unhappy, but Ling Fan didn't make a sound, this is not as good as the fifth hall, it's just a sarcasm of a sentence, Ling Fan won't have a seizure.

"Senior Sister Qianxun should be sure to bring a new disciple to participate in the victory of the Great Luo Dynasty! Dare to ask what level this Senior Brother Ling is and what is the strength of the martial arts?"

"Third-level Xuanwen Master, the peak strength of the Heavenly Martial Realm. Qianxun Yue replied, glancing at Ling Fan as she spoke, as if she wanted to see Ling Fan's reaction.

Ling Fan didn't react, but everyone else present showed surprise in their eyes, and after a while, Wang Lei burst out laughing, and everyone else immediately laughed.

"The Daluo Dynasty is competing for the top of the formation, but it is not possible to win by oneself, Senior Sister Qianxun brings such a burden, aren't you afraid of losing too badly and losing the face of your fifth branch hall?" Next to Wang Lei, a blue-clothed young man who also had an extraordinary temperament couldn't help but speak at this moment.

This time, everyone who came to the Daluo Dynasty to compete for the top of the formation, each of them was a Tianjiao figure in the Xuangong Branch, and no one was lower than the fourth-level Xuanwen Master, Qianxunyue actually brought a third-level Xuanwen Master, and even the martial arts strength was only in the Tianwu Realm, which was not a disgrace to the Fifth Division.

A third-level Xuanwen Master wants to win among a bunch of fourth-level Xuanwen Masters? is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"The fifth hall, it seems that there is really no one left. The person next to Hua Yufan also sighed and laughed, the fifth branch hall has always been in the last position of the five branches of the Xuan Palace, and now the competition for the formation has actually sent a third-level Xuan Pattern Master, it seems that the fifth branch hall is indeed no one who can handle it except for Qianxun Yue.

"Boy, before coming here, Senior Sister Chihiro told you what kind of place this is, and who are you going to face?" the blue-clothed young man beside Wang Lei stared at Ling Fan and asked, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Say, what?" Ling Fan replied lightly, a little unhappy in his heart, since Qianxunyue introduced him, these people have been constantly sarcastic about him, he came here as a disciple of the fifth branch hall of the Xuan Palace, to participate in the battle for the throne, in the final analysis, the status and value are the same, these people who think they are high and high all look at him coldly, if you are anyone, I am afraid that you will be unhappy in your heart.

He Ling Fan never said a word from beginning to end, let alone offended anyone here.

"Since you know what kind of place this is and who are sitting in front of you, why don't you hurry up!" The blue-clothed young man snorted coldly at Ling Fan and said, "The princess will come later, your strength is here, don't you want to lose the face of your fifth branch hall, and you still want to lose the face of our Xuan Palace?"

The blue-clothed young man's tone was not polite at all, and he directly scolded Ling Fan and shouted, they are here, not only representing the various branch halls, but also representing the Xuan Palace, representing the strength of the new generation of the Xuan Palace, Ling Fan is a third-level Xuan Pattern Master who is out of place here, he thinks that this is undoubtedly disgrace the face of the Xuan Palace.

As for his attitude towards Ling Fan, he even thought that there was nothing wrong with it, according to his rank, he was originally Ling Fan's senior brother, what was it to scold a junior brother, not to mention that Ling Fan's Xuanwen attainments and martial arts strength were so low, even if he was reprimanded, what could he do, he didn't care at all.

Ling Fan's hand pouring wine suddenly stopped, and the words of the blue-clothed young man came into his ears, and a cold color flashed in Ling Fan's eyes.

However, this cold color quickly disappeared, and Ling Fan continued to pour wine, and only after taking a sip of the wine glass did he raise his eyes to look at the blue-clothed young man.

"You tell me to get out, then I want to ask, what are you, let me get out and I'll get out?" Ling Fan said, he also didn't give the other party face, everyone was a disciple of the Xuangong Palace, but this person was here arrogantly ordering him to get out!

"He told you to get out, that's to give you face, if not, it's not as simple as letting you walk out. Wang Lei took a sip of wine, put down the wine glass and said indifferently.

The blue-clothed young man was brought by him, and he was in the third branch hall with him, and the words of the blue-clothed young man were naturally what he Wang Lei meant.

"Oh, I'm not walking out, so how should I get out?" Ling Fan said lightly, looking at Wang Lei and the young man in blue indifferently.

"Crawl out!" Wang Lei said coldly, his voice fell, and a coldness spread out from his body, permeating the entire pavilion.

"Yes, then I'd like to see how you made me crawl out. Ling Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, when he came here, he didn't want to cause trouble, but there were always people pressing on his head, and even if he didn't say a word, there were many people who were sarcastic, and the clay people were all angry, and Ling Fan naturally wouldn't let these people oppress him.

They are all disciples of the Xuan Palace Branch, so what is there to fear Ling Fan about them.

"I gave you a chance, you didn't cherish it, and since you want to know how to climb out, then I'll let you die. Next to Wang Lei, the young man in blue stood up, staring at Ling Fan with a pair of grim eyes, and his coldness was undisguised. (To be continued.) )