Wu Fan ordered the descendants of Dijiang to fly to the side to move freely, so he looked at Chen Nenghui carefully, a white Taoist robe was stained with blood everywhere, but the flying needle logo of the Holy Hand Sect was still there, Chen Nenghui was so abnormal, there must be a reason. Wu Fan's mind swept back, and ten miles away, there was a young man wearing the same costume as Chen Nenghui who was rushing here. Wu Fan said to Chen Nenghui: "It seems that Brother Chen has been driven out again." ”

"Daoist friends are really like gods, scum like Chen Nenghui must be expelled from the Holy Hand Sect. A young man suddenly floated in mid-air, with a smug expression on a face that looked very righteous. This man's clothes are those of the Holy Hand Sect, white Taoist robes with silver needle patterns. His figure suddenly floated in front of Chen Nenghui, and with a palm, Chen Nenghui's whole person flew upside down and fell down to Wu Fan.

Afterwards, a group of people flew over, all disciples of the Holy Hand Sect, and everyone stood on top of the flying needle, showing ridicule and contempt. The young man at the head said, "Chen Nenghui, are you still delusional about being with Senior Sister Ning?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, I don't know where this person's weird flying needle technique came from, this matter matters. A man said.

"Senior Brother Wei reminded that he was reluctant to say it at the competition meeting, and when Shizun and other sect seniors asked him one by one, he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, we have to understand the intention. Such a wicked villain must be eliminated from evil. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang's words are reasonable, Chen Nenghui used evil means to win the championship of the big competition once in fifty years, but fortunately, Shizun and other sect seniors were wise and did not let the villain succeed. ”

"Isn't it? Look at the frightened look he looks like now, it's obvious that he's afraid of being exposed. ”

"Senior Sister Ning, that's a fairy-like existence, and he's still dreaming. ”

"Senior Sister Ning didn't even look at him. ”

"Look, look, Chen Nenghui is going to cry. ”

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Chen Nenghui listened to everyone's words, glared at the sky, and roared: "A group of villains who have fallen into the well, what nonsense are they talking about. Senior Sister Ning has me in her heart, how can you understand Senior Sister Ning?"

"Then, Senior Sister Ning once said a word for you at the competition meeting. The young man with the surname Zhang sneered.

"Zhang Xiaoren, why do you feel so good about yourself. Senior Sister Ning has ever looked at you again. I know, you were all sent by Shi Yuwei, just a bunch of puppies. Chen Nenghui was angry.

"Haha, Chen Nenghui, you are dying, you want to bite people. Hand over your cheats, and we may be able to keep you a whole corpse. Zhang Xiaoren looked at Chen Nenghui, and a flying needle flew out. Chen Nenghui suddenly stepped forward and said angrily: "I don't want to kill my fellow disciples of the Holy Hand Sect, don't force me." ”

"Really? Then you can kill and see. Zhang Xiaoren sneered. Chen Nenghui hesitated for a moment, but Zhang Xiaoren's flying needle was already approaching Chen Nenghui.

Wu Fan, who was on the side, saw that these people from the Holy Hand Sect completely ignored themselves and treated themselves as puppets, and it seemed that the arrogance of the disciples of the Holy Hand Sect had reached an outrageous height. Wu Fan said indifferently: "Brother Chen, since you are unwilling to kill the fellow disciples of the Holy Hand Sect, I can't stand it anymore. ”

Wu Fan directly blasted out with a punch, and the fist gang slammed up, deflecting the flying needle that Zhang Xiaoren flew from, and the fist gang continued to rush up, driving a gust of wind. Zhang Xiaoren immediately withdrew the flying needle to avoid it, and said angrily: "This fellow Daoist, do you dare to meddle in the internal affairs of our Holy Hand Sect?"

"I don't know much about the Holy Hand Sect, I only know that when Chen Nenghui and I were peeking into the Void Sea, when he encountered a strong enemy, he stepped forward, and when there was a difficulty, he would rush to overcome it. His character, his medical skills, I can testify, that is higher than anyone in the Holy Hand Sect. Wu Fan said.

"Haha, ridiculous! It seems that Daoyou must protect Chen Nenghui. In this way, they are offended. As soon as Zhang Xiaoren made a look, all the flying needles of that group of people flew towards Wu Fan. Wu Fan immediately exerted his sword aura, and there were air waves around his body that violently pushed away, shaking away those flying needles.

Chen Nenghui looked at Wu Fan in the air and couldn't help but say, "This fellow Daoist, why bother to stand up for me, this is our Holy Hand Sect's business." ”

Wu Fan said: "Brother Chen, I don't care about anything, why should you be afraid? Even if you are loyal to the Holy Hand Sect, but when you are hurt, it is when others provoke you at home, if you don't fight back well, you will find that there will be continuous troubles and take the initiative to find you." ”

Wu Fan's body sword aura unfolded, with his current god-level cultivation, the momentum was extremely huge, and the force of the push directly swept back the many flying needles that flew in, and those silver needles were like silk threads floating on the waves, which were rolled and disappeared by the waves. Those disciples of the Holy Hand Sect were shocked, the flying needle was crushed by the qi wave like this, how strong is this strength.

When Wu Fan's palms pressed down, the qi waves around his body quickly exploded around. The Heavenly Martial Dao Method's intermediate-level divine power "Body Sword Aura" was upgraded to a high-level "Storm Thunder" at this moment, and these qi waves exploded, turning into a little bit of qi wave brilliance, like white thunder light, making a loud rumbling sound.

This move made people feel no signs, and those disciples of the Holy Hand Sect who shot at Wu Fan were bombarded by the "Storm Thunder", and they all fell to the ground.

Wu Fan immediately teleported close to Zhang Xiaoren, and knocked this Zhang Xiaoren down with one punch, but the person surnamed Wei reacted quickly, and he had already fled thousands of miles away with the flying needle. Wu Fan didn't go after him, Wu Fan swooped down and lifted Zhang Xiaoren up: "Say, what do you want to get from Brother Chen?"

"Fellow Daoist, I hope you will be polite to me, the entire giant barbarian star, which sect dares to be disrespectful to the disciples of my Holy Hand Sect?" Although Zhang Xiaoren was beaten to the ground by Wu Fan, the pride and pride of superiority that the Holy Hand Sect had created for them over the years had been deeply rooted.

Wu Fan slapped off his two front teeth, his cheeks suddenly swelled high, he glared at Wu Fan angrily, and when he was about to speak, Wu Fan knocked out his teeth with a punch, and said coldly: "What do I ask, what do you answer, don't fucking tell me that your Holy Hand Sect is so awesome, dare you talk this kind of bullshit." ”

"You ......" Zhang Xiaoren had to say more, Wu Fan picked him into the air with a punch, rushed up again, stepped into the ground from top to bottom, and then stepped on the side with his right foot, Zhang Xiaoren's whole person was shocked out of the ground by the force of Wu Fan's foot, and Wu Fan grabbed him: "What I ask, what do you answer." ”

Zhang Xiaoren was already extremely dizzy, and he felt like he was about to be beaten to death, after all, he had only refined his ninth-level cultivation. Wu Fan is now at the level of a god, and he uses the power of the Heavenly Martial Dao Method to attack, so it is normal for Zhang Xiaoren to fall into this situation.

Looking at Wu Fan's cold face, as well as Wu Fan's completely released aura of transformation into a god, Zhang Xiaoren looked at Chen Nenghui who was covered in blood on one side, and swept the sky with his eyes on the side, and had to come out one by one.