Hiss~
Everyone gasped. Except for Chu Fan, no one knew that there were seventy-one masters hidden in the hall.
Nangong Huang said with a winner's smile on his face:
"Chu Fan, you are very strong. You can knock Ye Yunpeng unconscious with one slap, but Ye Yunpeng can only be regarded as moderately powerful among my Seventy-Two King Kongs!"
Hiss~
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath again. Even a warrior as powerful as Ye Yunpeng could only be average.
When I looked at the seventy-one people again, I found that the worst among them was Grandmaster, and the highest among them was Martial God.
"Master Nangong is truly worthy of being the eldest son of a super family. Even the worst of his followers are masters."
"Master Nangong's followers are so terrifying, so the followers of the Nangong family must not be dragon kings. Oh my god, we don't have more than thirty dragon kings in China!"
"Chu Fan must die today!"
"..."
After seeing all the followers of Nangong Huang appear, the masters of the Rakshasa Sect were no longer afraid of Chu Fan.
Yang Ye got up from the ground, pointed at Chu Fan and shouted angrily:
"Chu Fan, all of Master Nangong's followers have appeared, and there is also a Martial God. It's hard for you to fly today. Kneel down quickly for Master Nangong!"
After saying that, he immediately hid behind Nangong Huang and looked at Chu Fan with a proud and resentful look.
Nangong Huang looked at Chu Fan with a smile, his eyes full of disdain, and said:
"Chu Fan, I give you two choices now. One is to kneel down and become my follower, or the other is to have my follower beat you to death!"
Chu Fan sneered:
"I choose the third option!"
Nangong Yan looked very interested and asked, "Oh~ tell me!"
Chu Fan said coldly:
"Beat your followers to death, and then I'll beat you to death!"
Hiss~
The sound of gasping for cold air sounded again, and everyone looked at Chu Fan in shock. In front of so many followers, he said that he would beat them to death.
Chu Fan was either confident or trying to show off before he died. Many people believed it was the latter.
"Chu Fan, you still dare to speak so brazenly. There is a martial god among Master Nangong's entourage. He can slap you to death with one slap, and he still pretends to be cool even when he is about to die!"
Yang Ye would not miss any opportunity to mock Chu Fan.
Nangong Yan shook his head, smiled, and said sarcastically:
"Tsk tsk... Chu Fan, you really have a lot of personality. I really admire you. However, my followers are all very bad-tempered. If you talk like this, they will really beat you to death.
How about you kneel down and beg me? I'll try to persuade them, but I can't guarantee they will listen to me. "
Chu Fan looked at Nangong Huang with disgust, feeling that Murong Yunchen was much cuter than him.
Chu Fan glanced at all the Nangong Emperor's followers and said coldly:
"You guys come together, I'm in a hurry!"
As soon as these words came out, Emperor Nangong's followers were immediately furious. They were all the best in martial arts, and none of them could outdo the others.
Today, I was actually looked down upon by a man in his early twenties. Asking them to come together is no different from slapping them in the face.
Soon a young man came to Chu Fan and said in a deep voice:
"I am Mo Xuan, the 78th generation successor of Bagua Quan, and now I am here to teach you a lesson!
Ye Yunpeng underestimated the enemy before and was successfully attacked by you. But when you meet me, you are not so lucky! "
Take action immediately after saying that!
Snapped!
next moment!
Chu Fan slapped Mo Xuan unconscious.
Hiss~
Everyone looked at Chu Fan like a monster, with shock and shock on their faces.
"Mr. Chu is awesome!"
"Mr. Chu is so powerful, defeat them!"
"Mr. Chu is invincible!"
"..."
When Qin Shaocong and others outside the lobby saw this scene, their blood boiled with excitement.
Although Nangong Huang's face remained calm, his eyes had gradually become colder.
At this time, another middle-aged man came to Chu Fan and said coldly:
"I am Shi Tian, a half-step Martial God!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Huang's voice sounded,
"Chu Fan, you don't know who Shi Tian is. Let me tell you that he is known as the strongest mercenary. He was responsible for several famous beheading operations overseas.
Those who died in his hands were leaders of various organizations and even heads of state. It is your honor to die in his hands..."
Just, the next moment!
Snapped!
When Shi Tian was still feeling proud, he was slapped unconscious by Chu Fan.
Nangong Yan's face turned cold completely. His two followers were all slapped unconscious by Chu Fan. They didn't even put up any decent resistance. Just when he was about to speak,
Chu Fan pointed at the remaining followers and said coldly:
"I'm in a hurry and don't have time to challenge you in a duel. Let's all come together. Everyone from the Rakshasa Sect, too, come together!"
"Mr. Chu is awesome!"
"Mr. Chu is domineering!"
"Mr. Chu is invincible!"
"..."
Qin Shaocong took the lead in shouting, and his voice was hoarse.
Emperor Nangong was not a fool. He saw that among these followers, even the God of War might not be able to defeat Chu Fan. He could only fight in groups, otherwise he might not be able to get out of here today.
However, before giving the order, he looked at Chu Fan coldly and said in a deep voice:
"Chu Fan! I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down, apologize, and surrender to me. Otherwise, once I give my order, you will die without a complete body."
Chu Fan gave him a disgusted look and ignored him.
Seeing Chu Fan's ignoring eyes, Nangong Huang could no longer remain calm. He had never been ignored like this since he was born. Murderous intent flashed in his heart. Even if Chu Fan was the Dragon King today, he would have to die here.
Immediately, Nangong Huang shouted coldly:
"Come together, don't hold back!"
The followers looked at each other. If they really got together, it would prove that each of them was inferior to Chu Fan. Although they were unwilling, they did not dare to disobey Emperor Nangong's order.
So, they prepared to take action at the same time.
When Yang Ye and the masters of the Rakshasa Sect saw this scene, the corners of their mouths suddenly raised slightly. Even if Chu Fan was the God of Martial Arts, it would be impossible to defeat so many people at the same time.
Even if he is the Dragon King, he still has to peel off a layer of skin to defeat these people.
At this moment, Chu Fan was already a dead man in their eyes.
At this time, Yang Ye said to Nangong Huang with a look of resentment:
"Master Nangong, please don't beat Chu Fan to death. Give him some time to breathe. I will bury him with my own hands, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Emperor Nangong nodded, and then said to his entourage:
"Give Master Yang some face, and save Chu Fan's life later. Let him kneel down in front of me first, and then let Master Yang bury him alive. Then record the video and tell it to those who dare to disobey me, Emperor Nangong, in the future. This is what Chu Fan will end up with!”
"As you command!"
All the followers will take action immediately,
Suddenly, Nangong Huang raised his hand to stop his entourage, because his phone rang. It was his grandfather Nangong Yu calling.
"You brat, have you offended Mr. Chu? The old head of the Murong family is putting pressure on me. If you don't apologize to Mr. Chu, he will go to war with the Nangong family at all costs."
