Chapter 1639 - Brutal
A Half-step Immortal King within the Apex Mystic City stepped up and said, “Brat, you are Chen Fan!”
Chen Fan looked up at the group and said coldly, “You bunch of losers, how dare you plot against my senior brothers and sister. Did you eat bear gall? Who gave you the nerve?”
“So, you admit that you’re Chen Fan.”
The ten Half-step Immortal Kings immediately radiated overwhelming killing intent.
“You beast, you sure are audacious. How dare you slaughter our disciples in the Immortal Conferral Ancient Realm! Now that you are here, don’t think about leaving!” said a burly Half-step Immortal King, overflowing with killing intent.
“Hoho, is that right? Those losers within the ancient realm also said something similar before I sent them to hell. You won’t be any different.”
“What insolence! I’ll wring off your damn head!” roared the burly Half-step Immortal King furiously and strode forth. Space seemed to compress. In an instant, he appeared before Chen Fan, an iron palm larger than a fan slamming down toward his head.
Behind Chen Fan, Huang Wuji and the others’ expressions sank, and they cried out urgently, “Little Junior Brother, watch out!”
“No need to panic, Seniors. Watch how I beat these dogs.”
Chen Fan appeared calm and collected, unconcerned by the attack.
“Damned bastard, you’re still acting arrogant when death is right in front of you. Go to hell!” roared the Half-step Immortal King and applied even greater force.
A fist shot forward without warning, reaching the Half-step Immortal King before his own attack could even land. The blow was aimed straight at his face.