Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

The man standing in front of Jiang Feng like an iron tower looks like a disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect.

Although his cultivation is only at the level of the sixth level of alchemy, he has no problem dealing with the monks of the ninth level of alchemy. No wonder he dared to provoke Jiang Feng in public.

It's a pity that he hit the iron plate this time.

Jiang Feng put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the monk of the Elephant Armor Sect coldly.

"Give you a breath, get out of here."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone thought that Jiang Feng was crazy.

However, some monks with higher cultivation bases looked solemn, and they found that they could not see through this young man's cultivation base!
"Boy, you are courting death!"

Just as the iron tower man was about to make a move, he found that the young man in front of him seemed to have transformed into an ancient beast, and a strong sense of oppression emanated from his body, nailing his body firmly in place.

"I've already given you a chance."

Jiang Feng didn't talk nonsense anymore, and just slapped it down.

His palm condensed a big handprint in the air, photographed the big man in front of him from the second floor to the first floor, and a huge handprint appeared on the floor.

Boom! ! !
The loud noise made the entire Wanxiang Tower quiet, and they turned their attention to the second floor, as well as the embarrassing figure that fell down just now.

This disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect had all the bones in his body shattered, leaving only one breath to linger on.

"It's terrible, what kind of strength is this guy?!"

"It looks like that guy from the Elephant Armored Sect is going to die. This young man is not as simple as he appears on the surface!"

"With such a high level of cultivation, it seems somewhat credible to say that he almost had a spring night with Miss Xuanxuan."

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The guests on the second floor witnessed the whole process, and they all marveled at Jiang Feng's profound cultivation.

As for the dying disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect, no one cared about him at all, and the other Elephant Armor Sect disciples present did not dare to stand out rashly at this time.

It's good that they are impulsive, but it doesn't mean they will foolishly provoke a strong man!
"what happened?!"

With such a big commotion, some people in charge of Wanxiang Building naturally couldn't sit still.

An old woman appeared on the second floor first, and her cultivation was as high as the sixth heaven of the stage of transformation.

After learning that the source of the commotion was Jiang Feng, she didn't even ask why, and raised her hand to suppress Jiang Feng first, which was extremely domineering.

"You Wanxianglou, are you so indiscriminate?"

Of course, Jiang Feng wouldn't just catch him without a fight, he just slapped the domineering old woman away, and had no power to fight back.

Such a move directly frightened the surrounding melon eaters.

As long as you have a certain understanding of Wanxiang Tower, you will know that the backer behind it is the Hehuan Sect, and the old woman who made the move just now is an elder of the Hehuan Sect.

"Fuck, this is a ruthless person!"

"The elders of the Hehuan Sect dare to beat him. Isn't this slapping the Hehuan Sect in the face?"

"Hehe, those who dare to be so presumptuous in Wanxiang Tower will either be arrested and crushed to death by the Hehuan Sect, or they will be abolished and reduced to a useless person. I don't know which kind of brother this brother will become."

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The monks, who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, all watched with cold eyes.

No one came out to explain what happened just now, they all wanted to see Jiang Feng make a fool of himself.

At this time, many strong men from Wanxianglou came again.

The old man in the void realm who was at the door just now also came to the place where the accident happened.

Just by glancing at the scene, he knew roughly what had happened.

Immediately afterwards, something that stunned everyone happened.

"My little friend, I apologize to you on behalf of Wanxianglou! I hope you can appease your anger!"

The old woman who was lying on the ground and beaten up immediately quit. She was humiliated in front of so many people, so she naturally didn't want to let Jiang Feng go.

"Old Liu, this kid slapped me just now!"

"To shut up!!!"

The old man shouted angrily, which frightened the old woman into a fool.

This old man's name is Liu Yangfeng, he is not a monk of the Hehuan Sect, but a casual cultivator invited by the Hehuan Sect to guard the place.

During the previous test, he vaguely guessed Jiang Feng's identity.

During the day, he heard a little about what happened in Jinxiu Pavilion.

The seemingly harmless young man in front of him is very likely to be a big shot related to Gu Mengyan, definitely not someone he can afford!

"This old guy is too an eyesore, why don't you hurry up and take her away!"

Jiang Feng didn't bother to pursue this kind of thing at all, and he was very satisfied with the attitude of the old man in front of him.

"Yes, this old man will take her away immediately!"

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't intend to pursue the matter, Liu Yangfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and dragged away the old woman lying on the ground with her face swollen from the beating.

In this situation, the surrounding melon-eating crowd looked stupid.

"I'll go, which senior boss is this?!"

"I've only seen someone who beat them up in the Wanxiang Building and even made them apologize. When did such an awesome person appear in Black Rock City?"

"I heard that a big event happened in the Jinxiu Pavilion this morning. Gu Zongzhu of the Yin Puppet Sect actually stood up for a man. Could it be this fierce man?"

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The other guests around began to speculate about Jiang Feng's origin.

Ouyang Wen, who was walking with Jiang Feng, seemed to see the great power of his predecessor at this moment, his eyes were full of admiration, and he almost knelt down and called the boss.

"Ex...Senior, please sit down."

Ouyang Wen took the initiative to move a stool and put it in front of Jiang Feng with a very respectful expression.

Jiang Feng was not polite either, and sat down with a calm expression, and let the beautiful lady just sit on his lap.

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The screen turns.

In the wing room, a graceful figure sat in front of the dressing table, letting the old woman behind her help her make up.

A woman's face appeared in the mirror.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her red lips are small, her nose is congealed with agar, and her skin is as white and delicate as suet jade, with a crystal luster, she is simply a stunner in the world.

Three thousand blue silks hung down, and a red dress perfectly set off her hot figure.

If Jiang Feng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this beautiful woman was the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect whom he hadn't seen for a long time——Liu Xuanxuan.

"Xuanxuan, since the suzerain has re-refined a holy object, it's time for you to make a breakthrough."

"In the Wanxiang Building this time, there are a lot of geniuses from various sects coming, just pick one you like!"

The old woman behind her was Du Rou who had been with the saint all the time. While arranging Liu Xuanxuan's long hair, she exhorted her earnestly.

However, Liu Xuanxuan, the person involved, was absent-minded.

In her heart, there is only the senior brother of Daotian Sword Sect, how can there be other people?
"I see, Aunt Rou, stop talking, okay?"

Liu Xuanxuan felt a little irritable, and even wanted to escape from here directly. It was not the first time that such a blind date had happened, but Zongmen never tired of it.

"Xuanxuan, want to open up a little bit, how many women in our Hehuan sect can meet true love?"

Du Rou also knew that there would be no result if she continued to persuade her, and everything was still up to Liu Xuanxuan herself, so she briefly explained and left the room.

After the sound of footsteps left, Liu Xuanxuan took out Jiang Feng's portrait again, her water-cut eyes full of longing.

Soon, urging voices came from outside.

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