"Teacher."

"teacher."

These young men and women are all handsome and have extraordinary temperament.

It can be said that men are handsome and women are beautiful.

Their cultivation levels range from the third level to the eighth level, and they have a transcendent aura.

They stood there like knives, giving people an extremely domineering and powerful feeling.

"Yes." The Sword King looked at these disciples, nodded, and then looked at Wang Fan with a cold look, "This son said that he is not worthy of being his master and is not qualified to teach him."

"He even threatened that if we were in the same situation, being a teacher would be nothing, and we would only be killed instantly."

"So my master came to you because he wants you to experience his strength and see if he is really as good as he says."

After the Sword King said these words, the faces of those young men and women all changed, and suddenly became extremely fierce.

The Sword King is their most respected master, and in Fengqian Academy, he is the one that countless people want to become their master.

But now, to be so humiliated by a junior like Wang Fan, how can this be tolerated?

The most important thing is that Wang Fan doesn't even take their master seriously. Doesn't that mean he doesn't take them seriously?

The Sword King is not worthy of teaching Wang Fan, doesn't it also mean that they are inferior to Wang Fan?

"It's so arrogant. I don't know how high the sky is. I am Wu Xiao, who is a third-level immortal. Now I challenge you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

After a brief silence, a young man stood up, stared at Wang Fan coldly, and said domineeringly.

As a sword cultivator and a disciple of the Sword King, although his cultivation is only at the third level of Heavenly Immortal, his combat power is extremely powerful.

Even looking at the entire Feng Qian Academy, most of the fourth-level immortals are no match for him. Even those who have beaten him, he knows them all.

But he had never seen Wang Fan before, so he was obviously not among them.

When Wang Fan saw Wu Xiao standing up, he took a step forward and said calmly,

"You are only a third-level immortal, and you are not qualified to challenge me. You should retreat and let people of the same level or two levels higher than me fight."

Arrogant, simply extremely arrogant.

When Wu Xiao heard Wang Fan's words, he was almost furious.

A fourth-level immortal dared to say that Wu Xiao was only a third-level immortal?

This was the first time he had encountered it in so many years.

With a clanging sound, he suddenly grabbed a long pale golden knife in his hand, and the air was cut into ripples wherever the blade moved.

A violent and domineering aura spread out from his body, and he said ferociously, "I am only a third-level immortal. This is the first time I have encountered someone as arrogant as you."

"I, Wu Xiao, am enough to deal with you, so there is no need for senior brothers and sisters to take action. Just accept the move."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give Wang Fan a chance to speak again. A flash of sword light flashed towards Wang Fan.

This sword struck out, and in an instant, countless golden sword lights appeared in the sky and earth, as if all the sword power had been condensed by this sword.

In just an instant, the golden sword light condensed into a river of swords and struck towards Wang Fan with great force.

Terrifying killing power spread out. This sword was not only fast, but also violent.

If it were an ordinary fourth-level immortal monk, let alone hiding, it would be too late to even retreat.

When Wang Fan saw Wu Xiao slashing at him with his sword, a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth. He didn't even draw the sword, he just thought about it.

In an instant, the endless energy of the three elements of metal, wood, and earth gathered around the body, instantly forming a protective armor.

The terrifying golden knife rolled around Wang Fan's body, making a roaring and clicking sound, but Wang Fan stood there, unmoving.

The violent and terrifying river of knives rolled around him, not even breaking his armor.

"As a disciple of the Sword King, do you only have this much strength? You can't even break through my defense, how can you defeat me?"

Wang Fan looked at Wu Xiao and said disdainfully, "I originally thought that although you are no match for me, you should still have some strength because you are so confident."

"But now it seems that you have really disappointed me. Back off, I don't want to bully you and ask for someone who is in the same realm or two realms higher than me."

Wang Fan's voice was like a slap in the face, hitting Wu Xiao's face hard, making his face look extremely ugly.

Not only him, but also his senior brothers and sisters, and even the Sword King, all looked extremely ugly and gloomy.

Wu Xiao was on their side. Now Wu Xiao was the first to take action and he did it with all his strength. He didn't even break Wang Fan's defense.

Is there anything more embarrassing in the world than this?

"Come again!" Wu Xiao was unwilling to retreat like this. He roared instantly, and streaks of golden light suddenly shot out from his body.

The next second, his knife struck out for the second time.

This time, his attack was no longer a river of knives, but only a wave of knives.

However, although there was only one wave of knives, its power was larger and more fierce than the previous river of knives.

The space was split into cracks by that knife, and the endless knife intent condensed and swept across, converging into a terrifying knife force.

At this moment, it seemed like the only thing left in the world of the film was this knife.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, but his expression still didn't change much.

Around him, endless elemental energy gathered again, forming a line of defense.

The armor is reinforced with armor.

Even, endless thunder surged around him.

There was a crackling sound, and at this moment he was like a god of war, invincible.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and the knife that tore apart the space fell hard on Wang Fan.

The defenses around Wang Fan began to shake rapidly.

However, even if this is the case, it is still not in a state of being torn apart.

When Wu Xiao saw this scene, his face suddenly turned pale and he felt ashamed.

He, Wu Xiao, couldn't even break Wang Fan's defense?

How embarrassing?

The Sword King and others also had hot faces and were extremely ugly.

If Wang Fan and Wu Xiao were really fighting and winning, maybe they could still accept it reluctantly.

But now, Wu Xiao can't even break through Wang Fan's defense, which means that the two men's combat effectiveness is not at the same level at all, and Wang Fan is just playing tricks on Wu Xiao.

"Aren't you going to step back? Isn't it good to preserve some dignity for yourself? Do you have to come out and embarrass yourself?" Wang Fan looked at Wu Xiao sarcastically, and his words were merciless.

"As the saying goes, nothing matters more. I've reminded you twice. Since you don't listen, don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Fan said, this time, he did not give Wu Xiao a chance to speak or continue to attack. He jumped out like a shadow in a flash.

Wu Xiao's expression changed greatly when he saw this, but he had no time to react, let alone fight back, and was directly hit by Wang Fan's punch.

With a bang, Wu Xiao's body was knocked down from mid-air by Wang Fan, and he fell hard to the ground.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!