Chapter 2659

Zhong Houji was really angry. The anger in his heart could burn the river to reclaim the sea.

It's like slapping him in the face that someone dares to flatten his Lord's mansion.

You know, even if it's the ten major gates, they dare not easily provoke him. Now, even if someone abandons his son, they even flatten his Lord's mansion.

It's a bitter feud.

He vowed that he would not call Zhong Houji if he didn't tear the other party to pieces and raise ashes.

Wang Fan didn't know Zhong Houji's anger. He left Wuliang city after flattening the city's main house.

He plans to go to sanshengzong to see if he can enter sanshengchi to practice.

Now for him, the most important thing is strength. Without strength, that is the existence of being slaughtered.

Returning to sanshengzong, Wang Fan had already lost his nervousness.

Now his cultivation has reached the sixth level of the holy land. Even in sanshengzong, he has certain self-protection ability.

Wang Fan has a token of sanshengzong's outer disciples, so there is no one to stop him from entering sanshengzong.

What makes Wang Fan confused is that after he entered Sansheng sect, he saw many Sansheng sect disciples running in the same direction.

Not only that, the faces of those disciples were full of humiliation and anger.

"What happened, elder martial brother?" Wang Fan couldn't help but have some doubts. He quickly stopped an inner disciple and asked.

When the inner disciple saw that someone dared to stop him, his face immediately became unhappy.

However, when he realized that Wang Fan's accomplishments were higher than his, his displeasure immediately disappeared and he said quickly,

"the elder of wudaozong brought his disciples to our sanshengzong for provocation and threatened to challenge all the disciples of our sanshengzong. Now all the disciples are rushing to the martial arts arena."

With that, the inner disciple went away quickly without waiting for Wang Fan to respond.

Wang fan can see that the inner disciple is very angry and is very subdued.

Think about it, this is the territory of sanshengzong, and sanshengzong is one of the ten major sects, and it is also the top sect.

But now, there is someone else to challenge. It is strange that the disciples of sanshengzong can bear it.

"Wudaozong?" Wang Fan whispered, and a cold light appeared in his dark eyes. Then he followed up quickly without hesitation.

Anyway, he is now a disciple of sanshengzong, and this kind of thing happened in sanshengzong, he should go and have a look.

What's more, the culprits were the wudaozong people. He also wanted to take a look at the strength of the wudaozong disciples.

If possible, he doesn't mind going up to kill some talented disciples of wudaozong.

With his current strength, it is obviously not enough to kill wudaozong and take revenge on xudaozi. However, it should not be a big problem to kill a few gifted disciples of wudaozong.

Sanshengzong's martial arts arena was already overcrowded.

Countless sanshengzong disciples stood on the square filled with righteous indignation and glared at dozens of people in the center.

I saw that dozens of people were wearing the same Taoist robes, and their faces were full of arrogance and disdain.

Wang Fan didn't need to ask at all. He had already learned from the big word "Dao" on their Taoist robes that they were people without Taoism.

Wang Fan glanced at those who had no Taoism and found that the two elders had reached the Ninth level of the holy land.

As for those younger guys, their strength ranges from the third level to the sixth level.

"Huan Daozi, it's too much for you to provoke our sanshengzong so much?"

A nine floor elder of sanshengzong fell in front of wudaozong and his face was very gloomy.

He didn't expect that wudaozong would come here.

Even if sanshengzong and wudaozong never get along with each other, wudaozong should not be so arrogant and domineering. Why don't you come and fight?

The man who is called the magic Taoist is a white faced old man.

The old man looks kind and funny, but it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, just like an old fox.

He laughed and pointed to the old master of sanshengzong who said, "brother Leng, what's provocation, what's excessive?"

"Today, I'm leading my disciples here just to see the young Tianjiao of Guizong, and to enhance the friendship between our two schools."

"Why, brother Leng, don't you even give me such face? In other words, you sanshengzong did not have the talent to fight? "

The magic way son is just a word, already will three Saint Zong of cold cloud elder choke of a word all can't say.

In the face of such shameless magic way, what can he say? Does it mean that I am afraid of Tianjiao of sanshengzong, and you dare not compete with Tianjiao of wudaozong?

Magic way son looking at cold cloud that ugliness of facial expression, didn't give the opportunity of the other side's opening at all, have already made an obscure gesture.With his gesture, a young man from the third floor of holy land immediately landed on the middle platform.

"I'm Wang Xian, the inner disciple of wudaozong, who came to challenge the heavenly pride of sanshengzong. As long as his strength does not exceed the four levels of holy land, he can take the stage."

This person is thin, face if knife cut, standing there like a javelin, breath is very compelling.

While he was talking, his indifferent eyes swept all the young disciples of sanshengzong at the scene, showing no disdain.

"What a arrogant guy. He is just on the third floor of holy land. He dares to be arrogant in my Sansheng sect. I'll meet you."

Almost as soon as this wudaozong disciple's words came to an end, a sanshengzong disciple could no longer help himself. As he drank out his voice, he fell on the platform.

This man was also carrying a long sword, just like the disciple of wudaozong. He was a Dao practitioner. And his cultivation is also on the third floor of the holy land, which is equivalent to Wang Xian.

"It's elder martial brother Fang Hua. Among our inner disciples, elder martial brother Fang Hua has a very strong presence in the same realm. If we have him to deal with the arrogant disciple Wang Xian, it will be no problem."

"Hum, although elder martial brother Fang Hua's strength is in the third level of the holy land, I heard that he has surpassed a strong man in the fourth level of the holy land. If he comes out, we will win this battle."

As the friar named Fang Hua fell on the platform, many sanshengzong disciples could not help whispering.

Obviously, Fang Hua is very good, at least very famous, among the disciples of the three saints.

Wang Xian, a disciple of wudaozong, raised his dark eyes and glanced at Fang Hua with disdain.

He put up a middle finger, pointed to the sky, "you are not my opponent, step down, deal with you, I just need a knife."

Arrogant!

Arrogance!

It's incredible!

And listening to him, those sanshengzong disciples were almost angry and filled with righteous indignation.

"Arrogant, I'll see if you can still say that when you get beaten down later."

"Is it true that people without Taoism can only show off their power of words?"

"Son of a bitch, I really want to go up and tear him up!"

Fang Hua's face is also very ugly, a face is already because of Wang Xian's words, become iron blue, even breathing began to shortness.

Wang Fan looked at the scene and couldn't help shaking his head.

Fang Hua may have good strength, but he is in a bad mood.

Wang Xian of wudaozong just said one word, which infuriated him to this point. Before he fought, Fang Hua had already lost half.