Chapter 3265

The following monks were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Is Wang fan so strong?

Originally they thought, Wang fan face Zhang Heng, only be crushed, there will be no suspense.

But now?

Lin Xuan's heart can't help beating. She didn't expect that the fairy's younger martial brother she met at will would be so violent.

Zhang Heng's face also changed and became extremely ferocious in an instant.

With a loud drink, he retreated madly. At the same time, Xianyuan in his body also went crazy, forming armor after armor on his body surface.

At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, he was dazzled by the endless sword like armor.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, eyes only disdain.

When his physical strength was used to the extreme, he immediately approached Zhang Heng. The iron fist mixed with golden light was like the fist of God of war.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise.

"Click, click!"

Zhang Heng's bright defense, in front of Wang Fan's iron fist, was just like paper paste. In an instant, it was smashed and annihilated. In an instant, it was completely smashed.

"So strong!"

"What a terrible explosive force!"

"The power

The following people were stunned at the scene.

If most of them didn't know Zhang Heng, I'm afraid they all thought Zhang Heng was a rookie.

The combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level.

"Boom!"

It is a blast again, the fist of Wang fan is firm to blow on Zhang Heng body.

"Hiss!"

Zhang Heng spewed a mouthful of blood from his mouth. While his bone was cracking, he flew out and fell on the platform.

The earth trembles, and so do the hearts of all.

Zhang Heng, even defeated, and was crushed and defeated!

"Shall I go down by myself?" Wang Fan looked down at Zhang Heng, who fell on the platform, pale but couldn't get up at all. He raised a radian at the corner of his mouth and said faintly.

Zhang Heng's face was so ugly that he even had a dead heart.

Those people under the stage were also speechless for a while. This power is too strong.

Immortal one layer, who can match?

No one knows at all. Nevertheless, Wang Fan didn't use all his strength at all.

With his fighting capacity, do you still need to use all your strength to deal with the same situation?

"Wang Fan, passed the first test." The old man's heart also fluctuated slightly. He took a deep look at Wang Fan and announced the result.

Not far away, Yang Xiao, who is chatting with yaoyang Gaitian, has stopped chatting.

His eyes fell on Wang Fan, frowning and thinking.

Wang Fan, why is the name so familiar?

He felt strange, but he could not remember where he had heard the name.

Just when Yang Xiaobai couldn't figure it out, he suddenly saw that Wang Fan on the stage looked at him, showed a strange smile, and then left the battlefield.

Looking at this scene, Yang Xiao frowned deeper.

He was sure that he had never met Wang Fan, let alone fought.

However, he is really familiar with the name, and Wang Fan's eyes also prove that his sense of familiarity is right.

"Brother Yang, what happened? Do you know him?" Gaitian noticed that Yang Xiao's expression was wrong, and he couldn't help asking.

Yang Xiao shook his head, "I don't know."

There's no more to say.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to tell Gaitian that he is familiar with the name of Wang Fan.

On the other side, after Wang Fan left the platform, he came to Lin Xuan.

In fact, he is going to leave, but he is embarrassed, and he also wants to see the performance of Yang Xiao later, to see the strength of this person.

"It seems that I've lost my eye. You are very powerful. I'm afraid you are much more powerful than me." Lin Xuan looked at Wang Fan who came down and said with some shock.

"Elder martial sister Lin praised me falsely. I was lucky." Wang fan is very modest.

When Lin Xuan heard this, she rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Lucky?

If that is a fluke, who dares to say that he has strength?

She couldn't help looking at Zhang Heng who was carried down there. She felt that this guy was very sad.

If he heard Wang Fan's words, he would vomit blood.

This is a merciless stab.

Next, the fight continued, and soon it was Lin Xuan's turn. As a second tier monk of the immortal, Lin Xuan's fighting capacity was also very good.

At least she was better than her opponent. In just a few rounds, she beat her opponent and passed the first test easily.Next, Wang fan saw the battle between Yang Xiao and Gaitian. As the descendants of a famous family in the northern region, they really had some skills.

The strength of each of them is much stronger than that of Lin Xuan.

Especially that Yang Xiao, the combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

He held a battle halberd, just two halberds, and then he flew his opponents in the same territory, which was amazing.

"Elder martial sister Lin, I'm a little tired. I'm going to have a rest. I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

Wang fan doesn't want to stay here after watching Yang Xiao's battle.

Here are some preliminary tests, and the highest level of cultivation is the third level of immortal. It's really meaningless.

After passing the first test, the next step is the formal assessment, but the assessment place is not in Fang's home, but in the martial arts arena outside shenjianzong.

"Well, younger martial brother, you go first, and I'll watch it later." Lin Xuan nodded, but did not leave together.

Although this level of fighting is not attractive to Wang Fan, it is still quite attractive to her.

She can see other people's strength and cards, but also learn some experience.

Because there will be a formal assessment next, everyone in these battles is likely to be her next opponent.

Wang Fan nodded, said nothing more, and left Fang's house directly.

Because Shenjian sect recruited disciples and attracted countless monks, the supply of houses in Shenjian city was very tight.

Wang Fan ran for two hours and found a place to live in hundreds of inns.

And even if the living environment is not good, the price is still too high.

Of course, Wang Fan didn't care about that. He opened a room and went in to have a rest.

He not only has the cultivation resources that Yunfei gave him, but also made a fortune in Sandi island. He still didn't pay attention to such a little purple elixir.

Wang Fan did not practice and improve his accomplishments in the room, but practiced the twelve dragon movements.

Now he has really realized the power and horror of the Dragon twelve. If the Dragon twelve is at the peak of refining, it is no worse than his killing short gun.

The most important thing is that the consumption of dragon 12 is far less than that of killing short guns.

So he planned to study hard, and strive to understand as soon as possible, so as to improve his combat effectiveness.

Two days passed in a hurry, and time soon came to the day of formal assessment.

As soon as the sun came out of the clouds, countless friars went out of the inn, out of the residence, and rushed to Shenjian sect.

Wang Fan, of course, is no exception.