Chapter: 5893
"This Fan Jialiang's strength is really good. If I'm not mistaken, he should be in the early stages of the False God Transformation. In addition to this unpredictable Taoist root, if he is also a monk in the early stage of the False God Transformation, it is easy to suffer and lose. .�
"However, Master Li, you may not know that Wuji's strength is not limited to the initial stage of False God Transformation!"
Nangong Haoge sat on the seat with a calm expression, not at all worried about Nangong Wuji being tied up, but jokingly said.
Li Yuanfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he was surprised to find that a terrifying aura erupted from Nangong Wuji.
This aura formed a violent wind, which actually broke all the shadow ropes wrapped around his body.
"What? Your cultivation...is actually in the mid-stage of False God Transformation?"
Fan Jialiang looked at Nangong Wuji in disbelief. Among the younger generation, there was actually a monk with a higher cultivation level than him.
"Brother Fan, you are not authentic! You attacked me before it even started! I'm not ready yet!" Nangong Wuji grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
However, a trace of fear began to rise in Fan Jialiang's heart.
But soon, Nangong Wuji in front of him disappeared, and then Nangong Wuji's playful voice came from behind him.
"Brother Fan, where are you looking?"
Fan Jialiang turned around suddenly, and then a huge fist hit his face head-on.
Click!
This punch was so powerful that there was a continuous detonation sound in the air, and then Fan Jialiang rolled on the ground for a long distance in embarrassment before stopping.
His face was completely swollen, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his face was almost unrecognizable.
After Fan Jialiang barely stood up, Nangong Wuji's ghostly figure reappeared, and kicked Fan Jialiang's chest hard.
Fan Jialiang flew up into the air, while Nangong Wuji's figure was like lightning, he shuttled in mid-air, every time he kicked fiercely, making Fan Jialiang fly back and forth in mid-air, but he couldn't fall off.
In the living room, there was silence.
Li Yuanfeng and the other elders all had gloomy and terrifying faces.
Fan Jialiang, the strongest disciple of their Yuhua Sect, at this moment, under the eyes of everyone, was beaten so helplessly by Nangong Wuji.
"Nangong Haoge, Jialiang has already lost, why don't you let Nangong Wuji stop?" Li Yuanfeng shouted to Nangong Haoge with a sullen face.
Nangong Haoge was very calm, he said with a light smile: "Master Li, this Fan Jialiang hasn't conceded defeat yet, he still wants to continue the fight, we elders, let's not meddle in the affairs of the younger generation! "
"you��"
Li Yuanfeng was furious, but he calmed down quickly. He sent a voice transmission to Fan Jialiang, telling Fan Jialiang to admit defeat as soon as possible.
But what surprised Li Yuanfeng was that Fan Jialiang didn't reply to him at all. He already knew what Fan Jialiang meant.
He didn't accept Nangong Wuji at all, and he was unwilling to admit defeat.
boom!
Fan Jialiang was blasted into the open space again, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his consciousness began to blur.
Nangong Wuji fell back to the open space again, glanced disdainfully at Fan Jialiang who was lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "Too weak! Is this the strength of the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Yuhua Sect? It's too weak. I didn't have a good time, I'm very disappointed!"
"By the way, Master Li, is there anyone stronger in your Yuhua Sect? After all, you are also one of the five sects, so it's impossible for your disciples to be all rubbish!"
Nangong Wuji looked at Li Yuanfeng who was sitting at the main seat in the living room, and asked provocatively.
Li Yuanfeng gripped the armrest tightly with his right hand, his veins were all over the place.
How could he not know, this is what Nangong Wuji said on purpose.
Fan Jialiang is the strongest disciple of the Yuhua Sect. Now that he has defeated him, he still asks if there is anyone stronger. This is a slap in the face!
Nangong Haoge finally spoke, and he scolded: "Wuji, don't mess around, then Fan Jialiang is already the strongest person in the younger generation of Yuhuamen, who else in Yuhuamen can challenge you!"
After finishing speaking, Nangong Haoge apologized to Li Yuanfeng: "Master Li, Wuji is young and energetic, and he is not very good at talking. Please also have a lot of adults, don't be too fussy."
"Also, Fan Jialiang's strength is really good. You must know that in the early stages of Void God Transformation, in Wuji's hands, he can't survive three moves, but it's really not easy for him to fight Wuji to this level!"
Li Yuanfeng's face was gloomy and terrifying. Although Nangong Haoge said comforting words, the more he listened to them, the less he liked them.
boom!
At this moment, two young men came to the stone gate in front of the open space. JrNovels.com
"However, Master Li, you may not know that Wuji's strength is not limited to the initial stage of False God Transformation!"
Nangong Haoge sat on the seat with a calm expression, not at all worried about Nangong Wuji being tied up, but jokingly said.
Li Yuanfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he was surprised to find that a terrifying aura erupted from Nangong Wuji.
This aura formed a violent wind, which actually broke all the shadow ropes wrapped around his body.
"What? Your cultivation...is actually in the mid-stage of False God Transformation?"
Fan Jialiang looked at Nangong Wuji in disbelief. Among the younger generation, there was actually a monk with a higher cultivation level than him.
"Brother Fan, you are not authentic! You attacked me before it even started! I'm not ready yet!" Nangong Wuji grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
However, a trace of fear began to rise in Fan Jialiang's heart.
But soon, Nangong Wuji in front of him disappeared, and then Nangong Wuji's playful voice came from behind him.
"Brother Fan, where are you looking?"
Fan Jialiang turned around suddenly, and then a huge fist hit his face head-on.
Click!
This punch was so powerful that there was a continuous detonation sound in the air, and then Fan Jialiang rolled on the ground for a long distance in embarrassment before stopping.
His face was completely swollen, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his face was almost unrecognizable.
After Fan Jialiang barely stood up, Nangong Wuji's ghostly figure reappeared, and kicked Fan Jialiang's chest hard.
Fan Jialiang flew up into the air, while Nangong Wuji's figure was like lightning, he shuttled in mid-air, every time he kicked fiercely, making Fan Jialiang fly back and forth in mid-air, but he couldn't fall off.
In the living room, there was silence.
Li Yuanfeng and the other elders all had gloomy and terrifying faces.
Fan Jialiang, the strongest disciple of their Yuhua Sect, at this moment, under the eyes of everyone, was beaten so helplessly by Nangong Wuji.
"Nangong Haoge, Jialiang has already lost, why don't you let Nangong Wuji stop?" Li Yuanfeng shouted to Nangong Haoge with a sullen face.
Nangong Haoge was very calm, he said with a light smile: "Master Li, this Fan Jialiang hasn't conceded defeat yet, he still wants to continue the fight, we elders, let's not meddle in the affairs of the younger generation! "
"you��"
Li Yuanfeng was furious, but he calmed down quickly. He sent a voice transmission to Fan Jialiang, telling Fan Jialiang to admit defeat as soon as possible.
But what surprised Li Yuanfeng was that Fan Jialiang didn't reply to him at all. He already knew what Fan Jialiang meant.
He didn't accept Nangong Wuji at all, and he was unwilling to admit defeat.
boom!
Fan Jialiang was blasted into the open space again, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his consciousness began to blur.
Nangong Wuji fell back to the open space again, glanced disdainfully at Fan Jialiang who was lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "Too weak! Is this the strength of the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Yuhua Sect? It's too weak. I didn't have a good time, I'm very disappointed!"
"By the way, Master Li, is there anyone stronger in your Yuhua Sect? After all, you are also one of the five sects, so it's impossible for your disciples to be all rubbish!"
Nangong Wuji looked at Li Yuanfeng who was sitting at the main seat in the living room, and asked provocatively.
Li Yuanfeng gripped the armrest tightly with his right hand, his veins were all over the place.
How could he not know, this is what Nangong Wuji said on purpose.
Fan Jialiang is the strongest disciple of the Yuhua Sect. Now that he has defeated him, he still asks if there is anyone stronger. This is a slap in the face!
Nangong Haoge finally spoke, and he scolded: "Wuji, don't mess around, then Fan Jialiang is already the strongest person in the younger generation of Yuhuamen, who else in Yuhuamen can challenge you!"
After finishing speaking, Nangong Haoge apologized to Li Yuanfeng: "Master Li, Wuji is young and energetic, and he is not very good at talking. Please also have a lot of adults, don't be too fussy."
"Also, Fan Jialiang's strength is really good. You must know that in the early stages of Void God Transformation, in Wuji's hands, he can't survive three moves, but it's really not easy for him to fight Wuji to this level!"
Li Yuanfeng's face was gloomy and terrifying. Although Nangong Haoge said comforting words, the more he listened to them, the less he liked them.
boom!
At this moment, two young men came to the stone gate in front of the open space. JrNovels.com
~ LEAVE A COMMENT ~