"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Come on, Master, hit him in the face and trample him under his feet!"

"Master is mighty, Master is invincible!"

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion fully assumed the role of cheerleaders, and they almost waved flags and shouted and drums on the sidelines.

Correspondingly, there are very few people who pay attention to Wu Fan.

Probably only in the camp of the Water Moon Palace, when that group of beauties saw that Wu Fan dared to argue with a big man like Lu Nanfeng, they secretly praised his courage in their hearts, and they might be unable to help laughing because of one of his witty words, and it was impossible for them to laugh out loud, because after all, they also belonged to the same immortal Dao super faction, how could they laugh at the same people in the same way?

There are also those who pay attention to Wu Fan, that is, those eleven, oh no, now they are ten young generation talents, and they pay attention to Wu Fan probably because Wu Fan is not much different in age from them, but they have the strength that they can't reach. After all, in their opinion, it was a very illusory thing to dare to fight against a super sect leader now.

However, Wu Fan did it, although the sect master suppressed fifty percent of his strength.

Whether it was the beauties of the Water Moon Palace or the other spectators, they were all unoptimistic about Wu Fan without exception, and it was impossible for them to think that this kid, who was originally unknown but was destined to become famous in the monk world today, would defeat a big head of a famous and decent family.

Therefore, when they saw Lu Nanfeng stretching out his hand to hit Wu Fan's face, they were all looking forward to seeing that hand hit Wu Fan's face, and then saw Wu Fan spurt out a mouthful of blood or spit out a few teeth, and finally attacked indiscriminately like an angry bull, and under the easy counterattack of Lu Da's master, they finally threw away their armor and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

However, things did not go according to their script.

Wu Fan not only easily dodged the slap of the head of Lu Da, but even kicked out a kick while retreating, almost hitting the important part of the crotch of the head of Lu Da.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"Indecent!"

All the disciples of the Sword Pavilion scolded loudly, some of the disciples of the other camps secretly slandered, and there were also a very few who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. The only one who really appreciates it is the Dan idiot who is hiding in the shadows and quietly paying attention to all this.

"This stinky boy actually used this trick. He could do that, but Lu Nanfeng couldn't. Who made him a decent head, sometimes, reputation can kill people. Dan Idiot sighed in his heart with emotion.

Wu Fan's actions made Lu Nanfeng angry, a tiger was provoked by an ant one after another, he would also be angry, he wanted to crush Wu Fan to death, and he didn't plan to bring him back to the sect.

Wu Fan was in the field, and he could feel the changes in Lu Nanfeng the most.

Just now, he could dexterously dodge Lu Nanfeng's moves, and from this moment on, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and his every move was pulled by an invisible force, making it difficult for him to move.

At the same time, a murderous aura is wrapped around, and once it touches it, it is as uncomfortable as a knife.

"Bang!"

Lu Nanfeng punched Wu Fan in the chest, Wu Fan took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground, his chest surging with blood surging. This is still the result of Lu Nanfeng's suppression of the five successful forces, if Lu Nanfeng exerts his full strength, this punch can directly knock Wu Fan away and spray blood.

Lu Nanfeng's original strength level was obviously above level seventy, while Wu Fan was at level sixty-nine.

Although the level doesn't seem to be much different, and Lu Nanfeng has suppressed half of his strength, his strength is roughly around level sixty.

However, Lu Nanfeng is a figure who has already become famous, he has experienced countless battles large and small, and his combat experience is so rich, even if Wu Fan is a genius, it is impossible to suppress Lu Nanfeng from the beginning.

However, Lu Nanfeng hit Wu Fan's punch, and he himself was not comfortable, because he felt a feeling coming from his fist - pain!

He hadn't felt this way in a long, long time.

Today, let a kid give him a long-lost experience. I have to say that this is really ironic.

Outsiders didn't know what Lu Nanfeng felt in his heart at all, they only saw Wu Fan being repelled by Lu Nanfeng's punch.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion erupted in cheers. Then they felt that there was nothing to cheer about, and it was a matter of course.

"Master, take advantage of the victory and chase him to death! trample him to death like an ant!"

Bai Yanghao jumped out of the camp and shouted loudly.

He hated Wu Fan to the core, he wanted to kill him but he didn't have the ability, and now when he saw Lu Nanfeng knocking him back, he shouted out what he wanted in his heart. As if this could suppress Wu Fan and make him unable to raise his head.

Lu Nanfeng frowned slightly, glared at Bai Yanghao, Bai Yanghao was immediately silent, and did not dare to say more.

Wu Fan sneered, "You want to trample me to death, I'll trample you to death first!"

Suddenly, he flew into the air, jumped above Bai Yanghao, leaned out his big feet, and stepped on the top of Bai Yanghao's head.

Bai Yanghao was taken aback and wanted to retreat, but found that he was imprisoned, completely unable to move, seeing that the big foot was gradually approaching, Bai Yanghao was desperate in his heart, and closed his eyes, he had never felt that he was so close to death from him.

"We're not done yet!"

Lu Nanfeng naturally couldn't let Wu Fan trample his disciple to death in front of him, so he shouted loudly, and threw a fairy light in his hand, forcing Wu Fan away.

Wu Fan laughed and said, "Bai Yanghao, I'll keep this kick for you first, and I'll step on you well later!"

Bai Yanghao stood on the ground, drenched in cold sweat, and hurriedly fled back to the Sword Pavilion camp.

Seeing this scene, all the bigwigs of the other sects were shocked, Bai Yanghao was also a young and handsome man, known as a talent the next day, but in the hands of Wu Fan, he was as vulnerable as a three-year-old child.

This huge gap makes all the big guys feel frightened, there is no successor to the famous immortal family, who will compete with this son after this?

Lu Nanfeng and Wu Fan have fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye, and although Wu Fan is in danger, he can always escape at the last moment.

Everyone present was attracted by this battle, and even unconsciously began to worry about Wu Fan.

When he retreated step by step under Lu Nanfeng's attack, everyone secretly sweated, and he escaped from Lu Nanfeng's hands dangerously and dangerously, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They felt as if it wasn't Wu Fan's own battle, and even they themselves were brought into it.

After not catching Wu Fan for such a long time, Lu Nanfeng's face was already slightly feverish, and his face had been swept to the ground again.

"Let this kid go on like this, it's going to get dark!" he thought with hatred in his heart.

Lu Nanfeng, who had been chasing Wu Fan, suddenly stopped, his hands quickly sealed, and he silently recited the magic in his mouth, and several swords of immortal power formed around his body and rotated around him.

"Sword Domain Lock!"

One into two, two into four, and four into eight...... Several swords of immortal power turned into countless immortal swords, overwhelmingly wanting Wu Fan to shoot, not to kill the enemy, but to trap the enemy.

"Bang Bang!"

The fairy sword was inserted into the ground, forming a regular circle, and Wu Fan was trapped in it, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, locking it firmly, and he could no longer move.

It's not that Wu Fan doesn't want to dodge, it's that all this came too fast, and he couldn't dodge at all. And after being trapped by the sword domain lock, his immortal power could not be mobilized for a while, making him completely in danger.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and then looked relieved.

This result was already beyond their expectations. Being able to hold on for so long under the sect master of the first sect in the world is enough to shock the world. After all, no one thought that Wu Fan would win, they just doubted how long he would be able to hold out.

Lu Nanfeng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this kid was finally trapped, and then he could be patiently cleaned up.

He then glanced at Rushuang, who was sitting on the side recovering her immortal power, and thought that he would also bring this woman back, so he slowly walked towards Rushuang.

Rushuang sensed the danger and stood up, her face calm, and it was obvious that she would not be caught obediently. Lu Nanfeng was ready to break his seal, and there was no need to fight with this woman with reservations.

At this moment, Lu Nanfeng suddenly heard a crisp sound of "Kala" behind him, like glass being broken and shattered by stones.

He turned back suddenly, only to see that Wu Fan's whole body was steaming with immortal power, and he had already escaped from the sword domain lock.

The expression on Lu Nanfeng's face was exactly the same as that of the spectators around him, all of them were in disbelief, how could this kid get out of the Sword Domain Lock? How could it be?!

Even though Lu Nanfeng suppressed his strength, he was confident enough to trap Wu Fan, if he didn't withdraw his immortal power, Wu Fan would be trapped inside forever until he died.

But now this sword domain lock has only trapped him for a few seconds, five seconds, seven seconds?

It's incredible!

Wu Fan was also stunned, but it was obviously different from others, and he didn't know why he had done this.

It's just that a feeling of déjà vu appears in the body, as if a warm current has broken through a layer of ice and rushed into the sky, and has come to a new world.

After this moment, the cyclones in the more than 400 acupuncture points in his body expanded again, and the volume of the light ball in the center was also larger.

Wu Fan knew that his strength had become stronger again.

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ps: It's still naked, and I beg you to support the people who see this book, so that we can also get the recommended standards~