Yan Ning, the realm of the earth immortals? Zhuang Xiaoya, the realm of the heavenly immortals?

Fan Wujiu stood there, stunned for more than three seconds, and then sneered: "Don't fool me. How could he cultivate to the fairyland in a barren land like the human world in just three years?"

Yan Ning smiled faintly: "Don't you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it!" Fan Wuji said disdainfully, "I'm afraid that you have heard the saying of the fairyland from where did you deliberately advocate yourself and want to scare me away? Haha, are you really scared to think that I, Fan Wuji?"

Except for Yan Ning, the four of them sighed silently and looked at Fan Wujiu with sympathy.

Yan Ning asked directly: "Fan Wujiu, I ask you, you want to capture the five of us, because you want to open the doors of the two realms of immortals, right?"

"How is that?" Fan Wujiu was strong in self-support, so he didn't care about telling Yan Ning his purpose at all.

"Is it because you want to descend to the human world or to stop me from going to the immortal world?" Yan Ning asked again.

This time Fan Wujiu was careful and did not answer, but said coldly: "As long as I open the doors of the two realms of immortals, it is still easy to catch you. Is this meaningful? "

Yan Ning was not scared by Fan Wujiu: "So, in the fairy world, what is your real strength?"

"I might as well tell you that my true cultivation in the fairy world is the realm of the Immortal King!" Fan Wujiu said proudly.

"Then you are great." Yan Ning clapped his hands without a smile.

Fan Wujiu's face darkened: "You boy dare to mock me?"

"So what if you mock you? We're going to beat you up!"

Fatty Du suddenly rushed forward, and his body of more than 200 kilograms was directly pressed on Fan Wujiu. Fan Wujiu didn't expect that Fatty Du took action so suddenly, and was immediately pressed to the ground, almost unable to breathe.

"Damn it, what are you doing!?"

"What are you doing? I'll sit down to death!"

Fatty Du's fatty meat of more than 200 kilograms rolled back and forth on Fan Wujiu's body, making Fan Wujiu vomit blood: "I don't show my power, what do you think I am?"

"You're here!" Fatty Du continued to mock him.

Fan Wujiu could not bear it anymore, and waved his hand and a yin wind blew towards Fatty Du. They were now in a semi-immortal realm at the same time. If they were hit by the Yin Feng head-on, Fatty Du would not feel good, but he did not dodge because he believed that Yan Ning would protect him.

As expected, seeing that Fan Wu rescued, Yan Ning also quickly took action. As soon as Chunyang's fist was intent, he could resolve the Yin wind with his bare hands!

Seeing this scene, Fan Wujiu could no longer help but screamed: "You... have you really reached the fairyland?"

"Well, sorry, now it's late stage of Earth Immortal." Yan Ning said with a smile.

Fan Wujiu's face was as disgusting as if he had eaten a cockroach. He never expected that it would be that Yan Ning had grown to this point in just three years.

Three years ago, his clone chased Yan Ning to death, and Li Muyi fought to the death to make him injured. He thought that he would have been going back to recuperate for three years, but Yan Ning could not cause any storm in three years. It took thousands of years to cultivate to the realm of Earth Immortal.

Three years are too short for those who have become immortals.

"Fatty, get up."

Fatty Du reluctantly got up from Fan Wujiu, and he wanted to bully this so-called "god" again.

At this time, Fan Wujiu's face turned pale: "If I didn't admit my mistake, were you using the pure Yang Fist in the Chiyan Gate just now?"

Yan Ning was slightly surprised: "Do you know the Red Flame Sect?"

Fan Wujiu sneered: "The Chiyan Sect is now in the fairy world, just like a rat crossing the street. Anyone can bully you. You have obtained their inheritance. Even if you reach the fairy world in the future, you will be bullied to death!"

Yan Ning's eyes were slightly cold. Chang Jiuzhou, the senior brother of the Extreme Fire Earth Immortal, also hoped that Yan Ning would join the Chiyan Sect after he arrived in the Immortal Realm. Unexpectedly, the Chiyan Sect became like this in the Immortal Realm.

However, this did not prevent Yan Ning from slapping Fan Wujiu's face.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound was mixed in Fan Wujiu's ears, and he jumped up like a furious cat: "Do you dare to hit me?"

"I am the realm of the earthly immortals. What's wrong with fighting you a mere half-immortal realm?" Yan Ning said lightly.

"I am the Immortal King!" Fan Wujiu said angrily.

Yan Ning slapped Fan Wujiu in the face again: "That's you in the fairy world. Now you are in the half-immortal realm. Do you bite me if you have the ability?"

Fan Wujiu really wanted to rush forward and bit Yan Ning to death, but with his current strength, he was afraid that he would not be able to bite Yan Ning's skin at all.

He also wanted to run away, but Yan Ning was surrounded by immortals, and Zhuang Xiaoya was even more in the realm of a celestial immortal. As long as Fan Wujiu had the idea of ​​escaping for a lifetime, he would inevitably be surrounded by everyone.

Even Wang Tianci had a little sympathy for Fan Wujiu. This guy was so self-righteous that he came to Yan Ning after three years, but he did not do any prior investigation.

The half-immortal realm should be that Fan Wuji can project to the strongest strength in the human world, so he was slapped several times by Yan Ning. He did not fight back, but just stared at Yan Ning with his eyes tightly.

After a long time of fighting, Yan Ning felt relieved. If it weren't for Fan Wuxue, he wouldn't have lost that soul. His master Fang Shitian wouldn't have been kidnapped, and Luo Yi, the former brother of the Axe Tiger Gang, wouldn't have died.

His strength was getting heavier and he flew Fan Wuji out directly. Fan Wuji's eyes became colder and more murderous intent became stronger and stronger. Seeing this, Yan Ning slapped again and almost scattered Fan Wuji.

Zhuang Xiaoya quickly stopped Yan Ning: "Stop hitting, if you hit him again, you will be scattered. My goalkeeper locked him by his side, and maybe you can get something out of his mouth."

Yan Ning nodded slightly. He was not afraid that Fan Wujiu would commit suicide. If he could do this, Fan Wujiu would have acted long ago. How could he be beaten by Yan Ning here?

Fan Wujiu is the realm of the Immortal King. If his distraction breaks through the barriers of space, it will inevitably consume a lot. Therefore, Yan Ning believes that Fan Wujiu is working hard. If his distraction is damaged in the human world, he will definitely suffer very serious injuries when he is far away in the immortal world. At that time, it will not only be three years, but it is very likely to affect his foundation, and perhaps his cultivation will decline.

After figuring this out, Yan Ning sneered and suddenly reached out to Fan Wujiu's head. The Sumeru Ring immediately played a role, and a terrible force wrapped Fan Wujiu!

Fan Wujiu's face changed: "Bastard, what are you going to do?"

"Send you to meet another immortal king and let him have fun with you!"
Chapter completed!