Chapter 3517

After Wang Fan and Yan Mu recovered from their injuries, they rushed to the imperial palace.

The Chu Dynasty and the Royal Palace united with the Dark Alliance to aim at the Wangyun palace. Under the pressure of the great army of monks, it was impossible for them to do nothing.

The Chu Dynasty was just the first one they destroyed.

After they arrived at the Royal Palace, yanlao felt the party here, so he directly let Wang Fan come here, and he went to the royal palace.

Taking Wang Fan's accomplishments and following him to the palace of the royal family will not help at all. It's better to play with these young people and compete with them.

Although there are a number of immortal monks, even the most powerful little prince, who have reached the third level of immortal.

But Yan believes that Wang Fan has the strength to deal with it.

This is also a kind of training for Wang Fan.

There are also many monks outside the Fengtian building.

The monks all looked at the building with admiration. Their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space and see the scene clearly.

In Fengtian City, it is a grand event for the little prince of the royal palace to hold a debate on Tianjiao.

Countless monks are proud to be able to enter the Fengtian building to participate in the debate, because once they perform well and are appreciated by the little prince, they can jump over the dragon's gate and become a member of the royal palace.

It's a pity that the talents of the monks gathered outside are still poor, and they are not qualified to enter the Fengtian tower to participate in the debate.

"Ah, I really envy those arrogant people inside. If they can be appreciated by the little prince, why worry about cultivating resources in the future?"

"Yes, it's a great opportunity for those of us, but unfortunately, our talent is not enough."

"Well, it's a good thing for a monk who can get into it, even if he can't get the appreciation of the little prince, if he can get the favor of a fairy? I can see that many fairies have gone in. "

"I have also seen that the fairies of the Lin family, the Zhao family and the Hong family are rare beauties."

Outside the Fengtian building, countless friars could not help talking about it. In their eyes, they were more envious.

Most of these friars are those who struggle at the bottom. They live on the edge of a knife every day. If they are careless, they will die.

If they can get the appreciation of a family fairy, it's also no chance for them. Where do they need to work hard in the future?

It's a big chance to be appreciated by those fairies who are not very talented, not to mention those evil fairies.

Dada dada.

At the moment when these monks were talking, suddenly, someone saw a young man coming from a distance and walking slowly to the entrance of the Fengtian building.

Looking at this man, some friars couldn't help but shrink their pupils and said in doubt:

"who is this man and what is he going to do?"

"Is it hard to say that he was invited by the little prince? It's just that the debate has already begun. Why did he come so late? "

"The Tianjiao invited by the little prince is either the children of those big families in Fengtian City, or the well-known sanxiu. How come I have never met this person?"

Everyone's eyes are on the youth, and doubts emerge in their eyes.

However, the young people did not seem to hear those people's comments at all. They had already walked slowly to the gate of Fengtian building.

There are two monks at the gate of the Fengtian building.

These two monks have reached the seventh level of Immortal King.

The seventh floor of the king of immortals is already the late stage of the king of immortals. It can let the monks of the late stage of the king of immortals guard the door. I have to say that the Fengtian building, or the little prince, is not simple.

"Who's coming? What's the matter? "

When the two monks saw the young man coming, one of them stepped out and directly stood in front of the young man, questioning him coldly.

The monk looked at the young man with an air of pride.

Although he is only a doorkeeper, he is a man of the little prince. Therefore, he naturally has a sense of superiority and is superior.

Wang Fan glanced at the young man and said with a smile, "I've heard that the little prince is holding the Tianjiao debate here, so I'm here to learn."

"Lu Tian?" When the friar heard the name, he frowned slightly.

How is this name so familiar?

But he didn't think much about it. Instead, he said coldly, "since you are here to participate in the Tianjiao debate, please show me your invitation."

Wang Fan said with a smile, "invitation? Sorry, I don't have an invitation. "

What he said fell behind.

Shua!

The faces of the two gatekeepers all changed.

The monk who had said that before suddenly appeared a terrible momentum. His face was grim and he said coldly, "no invitation, are you teasing me? Get out of here

This monk is really very angry.Without an invitation, I even want to enter the Fengtian building. It's just a dream.

As for the nearby monks, their faces were also ironic.

"This guy, isn't there something wrong with his brain?"

"Hey, hey, this is the Tianjiao debate held by little Wang Ye. Without an invitation, I even want to go in. It's just a fool's dream!"

"Does he think that everyone here is qualified to enter? If that's the case, we still need to be outside? "

For a time, many monks could not help talking.

There are also some friars who murmur the word Lu Tian.

A moment, they seem to think of something, face suddenly changed, shocked to see Wang Fan.

Wang fan is still a light expression, neither retreat, nor anger, he looked at the two monks, calm way, "if, I must go in?"

"You want to die!" The two friars were furious.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the monk on the left pulled out his sword and stabbed Wang Fan in the waist.

The man on the right is a right-hand fist, and the thick Xianyuan rushes out from the fist and blows directly to Wang Fan's face.

Without an invitation, they even want to break into the Fengtian building. To them, they are looking for death.

Two monks on the seventh floor of the Immortal King shot at a short distance, which shocked the people not far away.

Because in this case, even if a monk on the ninth floor of the Immortal King is careless, he is likely to be injured.

However, Wang Fan's expression is still unchanged.

His body did not step back.

He looked at the two men's rapid attack calmly.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Fan would die, Wang Fan suddenly moved.

The immortal yuan in his body is like a raging dragon, converging on the palm of his hand in an instant. The next second, his palm has been patted out.

Bang bang!

Two heavy sounds, accompanied by two low screams.

Wang Fan's fist first step accurately fell on the chest of the two seven level monks, and blew them out.

Wow.

The gate of the Fengtian tower was smashed by the impact of two people.

After they fell to the ground, they only felt that their whole body was full of Qi and blood, and they had no strength to get up.

Wang Fan, of course, didn't give a hard hand to these two door guards. He just let them lose their fighting power for a while.

After they flew, he didn't look at them any more. He raised his feet and walked into the building.

Outside, the onlookers looked at the scene, it was a dead silence.

After a long time, someone exclaimed, "Lu Tian? Is he the disciple of Wangyun palace master, Lu Tian? "