Wu Fan, he didn't know who gave his name, and he didn't know why this person chose the word Fan from the vast sea of words.

Fan, more or less the meaning of ordinary, ordinary people, this may have given him some kind of good hope in the person whose name he was given. I hope he is ordinary and ordinary, and he will not be in the world.

However, most of the development of things will not be as people expect, the fathers hope that he can be ordinary in the world, but when Wu Fan meets that magical old man, his life is destined to be no longer ordinary;

However, the road is full of thorns and bumps and is full of endless enemies. The enemy wants to trample it under his feet, trample it wantonly, make him retreat and stop moving forward.

However, how can a true warrior and a fierce man be willing to be trampled on?

Even if you are the enemy of the world, you should be indomitable!

Therefore, when Wu Fan looked at these famous and decent people in the world, the so-called master cultivators in the world, his eyes were full of hostility. Perhaps in their eyes, this is a heinous demon, and Wu Fan also regards them as enemies.

When Wu Fan seemed to easily and happily turn Jiang Feng's attack into nothing, and then punched Jiang Feng until he vomited blood, the faces of many super faction people present changed greatly, and they all began to re-examine this young man, his rise was unbelievable and deafening!

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng's body fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, the blood on his face receded, there was a kind of sickly paleness, and the black qi that was wrapped around his body lost control, turning into gusts of yin wind, whistling and circling.

There were several yin winds that flew into the camps of Yunlu Xianju, Tianlong Temple, Taixuguan and other camps, making a cry like a ghost crying like a wolf, "Revenge...... Avenge me......"

"Revenge?"

A cloud of doubt rose in the hearts of these major sects, and they all looked at Jiang Feng with unkind eyes. Jiang Feng fell to the ground like a dead corpse.

"Why do you say you want to avenge them, what did this Jiang Feng do to them?"

"Master Qiqi, this voice is from 'Bai Yun' junior brother, he went to the path of trials and never came back. Do you ......?"

One of the disciples in the Taixu Meditation prayed to the Lord of the Meditation.

"This voice is Senior Brother Jiang Hao's ......"

"This voice is ......"

One by one, the names were recognized, and there were as many as thirteen people in total, all of whom were disciples sent by the Immortal Sect to practice on the path of trials, and they had not returned, and their whereabouts were unknown.

Now it seems that all of them have suffered accidents, and their souls have even been devoured by Jiang Feng and taken for their own use. Such a method is extremely cruel.

"Devouring Demon Skill! He used the Devouring Demon Skill to devour our Immortal Sect disciples and improve his own cultivation to ......."

Many bigwigs deduced Jiang Feng's secret, their tone became cold, and they said to Lu Nanfeng, "Pavilion Master Lu, don't you want to give an explanation for this matter?"

Lu Nanfeng's face was as gloomy as ink, he knew that even if he grew a hundred mouths at this time, it would be difficult to explain, not to mention, he himself didn't know that Jiang Feng had actually cultivated such exercises!

Heartbroken, disappointed, and questioned by the same sect of the immortals, Lu Nanfeng, who was very good at cultivating qi, actually gave birth to an anxious feeling, and two evil thoughts slowly rose from his heels, rushing straight into the top of his head, making him want to kill Jiang Feng immediately.

However, he did not do so.

Even if you can't explain it, you have to explain it.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the evil thought in his mind, bowed his hand to the bigwigs of the surrounding sects, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please listen to me, I have just learned about the disciple Jiang Feng's cultivation of demonic skills, but I don't know whether he killed his fellow sects and devoured souls. ”

"However, I will definitely find out about this matter as soon as possible, if Jiang Feng really ignores the morality of the Immortal Sect, devours his fellow sects, and cultivates demonic skills, I will definitely give you justice!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Jiang Feng, and a rope tied Jiang Feng like a spiritual snake.

"Dragonshackle?"

Someone recognized this magic weapon and screamed in surprise.

This rope has a great origin, and the world only hears its name and knows its shape, but does not know where it is. But it turned out to be in the hands of this Lu Nanfeng.

Subsequently, Lu Nanfeng put Jiang Feng in his sleeve, and this trick was enough to shock many bigwigs. Although some people were dissatisfied with his short-term protection approach, they didn't dare to have any objections when they saw him show his skills.

Lu Nanfeng turned his head to look at Wu Fan, the trigger of this matter.

It was he who exposed Jiang Feng, he was out of the limelight, but he damaged the reputation of the Sword Pavilion and became the target of everyone.

"Wu Fan Shaoxia, I found out about Jiang Feng's cultivation of devouring demons, and I also ask you to go back to the Sword Pavilion with me to find out about this matter. ”

How could Lu Nanfeng spare this culprit who had brought shame on the Sword Pavilion? He would first bring Wu Fan back to the Sword Pavilion, and then "entertain" him well.

"Okay!" Wu Fan simply nodded in agreement.

For Lu Nanfeng's obvious drunkard's intention is not to drink, Wu Fan actually agreed, and many people scolded in their hearts, this kid is a brainless pig's head, if you follow Lu Nanfeng back, is there still a way to live?

"I just want to see, how did you cultivate such a selfish and murderous little devil?" Wu Fan said without any consciousness.

His words were tantamount to saying that Jiang Feng was deliberately taught by Lu Nanfeng, which was tantamount to discrediting the Sword Pavilion, and Lu Nanfeng's face had to become more gloomy again.

He smiled slightly and said, "My Sword Pavilion is above board, the sect is the Xuanmen Authentic Sect Exercises, this kind of magic skills are created by the Demon Sect and the Demon Stream, my sect doesn't bother to practice at all, how can I teach my disciples to cultivate?"

"Don't you disdain to practice?" Wu Fan sneered, "How can I see that this so-called Devouring Demon Skill has a very fast effect." You may be the authentic Xuanmen on the surface, but in fact you are the remnants of the Demon Sect. ”

"Bold!"

"Fart!"

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion behind Lu Nanfeng saw that Wu Fan was open-mouthed, and they all scolded and reprimanded Wu Fan.

Wu Fan fanned his nose with his hand and said, "This bunch of people fart really stinky." ”

He smiled and said to Lu Nanfeng, "Lord Lu Pavilion, although you kindly invited me to be a guest in your sect, you have also seen that your disciples and grandchildren are all scolding me, and when I go to your sect, they are afraid that they will beat me." ”

"I'm naturally not afraid of them coming one by one, but if so many people come up together, then I may not be able to beat them. Rather than being beaten into a pig's head by then, it is better to give up the decision just now, and I will not go to your sect. ”

Lu Nanfeng was almost angry and vomited blood, if Wu Fan was an ordinary child, then he wouldn't care if he changed his decision.

But this kid just defeated Jiang Feng and became the number one handsome man in the world instead, how could he talk and act like this...... There is no bearing that a young master should have?!

"Since Shaoxia has already agreed, how can he go back? I will restrain my disciples, and I will never do anything rude to Wu Shaoxia. Lu Nanfeng took a deep breath and then said.

Wu Fan still shook his head, "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't believe that you will restrain your disciples, but there is a ready-made example here." He stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Nanfeng...... of the sleeves.

"Obviously, there are disciples who always surprise you. Wu Fan said with a smile.

No matter how good Lu Nanfeng's temper was, he had to be angry at this time, the smile on his face disappeared, and his voice became stiff and cold, "What if I have to let you go?"

"Hey......

Wu Fan smiled as if he had no heart in his heart, and said, "Lao Tzu just won't go!"

"Master, this kid is really annoying, let the disciples go up and catch him!" Some Sword Pavilion disciples couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to ask Ying to come forward to arrest Wu Fan.

Lu Nanfeng said in a deep voice, "You are fighting alone, who is his opponent?"

The Sword Pavilion disciples bowed their heads and were silent.

Even Jiang Feng was not Wu Fan's opponent, let alone them.

Lu Nanfeng sighed secretly in his heart, but then slowly walked into the middle of the field and said to Wu Fan, "I have a proposal, I wonder if the young man can agree?"

"Oh, tell me about it?" said Wu Fan with a smile.

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