Rebirth – City Cultivation

Great witch!

That is to control the entire country of Myanmar for decades, sitting in Southeast Asia, once the god-level powerhouse for the gods list. Such a character who is even more noble than the emperor, was defeated by Chen Fanyijian?

Not only Wu Dansheng, but also many high-ranking Burmese countries, they are also trembling.

And Hu Zunren is like a statue, and he lost his soul:

"This is impossible. It is impossible for the ancestors to be so easily defeated."

But this is the truth.

The Seven Gods are very powerful, and at the same time they become the strongest of the seven pre-sacred gods, and they control seven top-level witches and lay down the law, enough to kill an ordinary god. The Great Witch God is in the realm of the gods, and it is considered to be the top powerhouse.

But Chen Fan is stronger!

Guiyuan sword is the last refining instrument of the Tibetan swordsman, and the quality is high. It is still above seven pieces of witchcraft. Moreover, after Chen Fan’s one-year mana ritual, he was motivated by the real elements of the gods and seas, and every sword was thrown out, and there was a power to defeat the fighters in the Japanese nation.

Big witch is stronger? How could it be possible to have a sword that Chen Fan was urging with the Shenhai?

"Hey!"

The six distractions were simultaneously destroyed, but the main **** of the Great Witch God, with the help of the black armor, barely caught Chen Fan’s sword. But it was also hit hard, turning into a black smoke that instantly vacated and yelled as he ran:

"Chen Beixuan, this hate hate, I will report!"

"You can't escape."

Chen Fan’s back is in the void, and the whole person is covered in green, like a cyan god.

"go with!"

With the introduction of Chen Fanjian, the golden flying sword, turned into a golden rainbow that slams the sky, fiercely breaks the sound barrier and shoots at the speed of several times the speed of sound. Regardless of how the great witches seek for mercy, worship, curse, and threat, Chen Fan is unmoved.

"Hey!"

The last black scorpion spirit of the Great Witch God was directly converted into a sword by two swords. All the souls of the spirits are under the sword of Feijian, and they are broken into pieces. The air suddenly bursts into a black mist.

The Great Witch God is fallen!

The god-level powerhouse who was sitting in the black sorcerer's head and riding on the top of the Burmese country for decades, was defeated in the hands of Chen Fan. Countless people witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

Among the courtyards.

The old man in the cloth sighed:

"A sword is a god! Since the year of Ye Qingcang in the East China Sea, after killing the Chinese ancestors, how many years have there been no gods in the world?"

The little grandson is beside him, so it’s unknown.

Chen Fan killed Gagardan. After all, he was in the Wanli Icefield. The witnesses were only Adam, and many people still did not believe it. But this time killing the Great Witch God, it is at the top of the Burmese country, witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people, this news will be shocked by the whole world.

As a result, Chen Fan will rank among the best in the list of gods, and compare with those who are strong.

In Nairobi, many sects who have been suppressed by the black witches for decades, large and small genres, celebrated and celebrated each other. Many reporters, even more madly press the trigger to record a scene that is rare in this world.

But in the presidential palace.

Whether it is Wu Dansheng, or many generals, including Hu Zun, everyone has turned into a statue, silent.

Before the Great Witch God escaped, Hu Zun also had a bright eye and a happy face, but in an instant, Chen Fanyi was annihilated. At this time, the real person of the black witch has been turned into Xianglin, and he has been chanting:

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"Call, this day of the Burmese country will eventually change."

Wu Dansheng sighed and was very lonely.

Many generals and high-ranking Burmese countries nodded.

At this time, after Chen Fan killed the Great Witch God, he directly received the Witch Ding and the wreckage of the various instruments, and then turned into a blue stream in the stunned eyes of the crowd, and drove the top of Montenegro.

"Hand over Yu Wenjing, otherwise, I will level you black witch!"

Chen Fan’s huge gods, like mountains, pressed into the entire Black Mountain. All the black witch elders and disciples in Montenegro were frightened and frightened.

"Quick and fast, immediately start the guardian big array, and never let Chen Beixuan rush in."

Although the Great Witch is dead, there are five real people in the Black Witch. The elders were very anxious to drink.

"Hey."

With five real people, and hundreds of disciples who entered the period, at the same time infused with mana. The black witch's guardian mountain array was finally motivated. A black mist, like a haze, quickly rose from the altar and then covered the entire Montenegro.

From a distance, the mountain is like being covered by a black curtain.

"Seven scorpion venoms!"

The squad that was created by the old witch gods was only the general altar here, and it was the real full version. Directly quoted below the Montenegro, thousands of years of savings of volcanic helium, turned into a barrier.

A black smoke column rises from the base of the extinct volcano.

The slyness of the black scorpion, turned into a long rainbow, incomparably densely condensed. At this time, whoever dares to break into the battle, is an elephant, and will be poisoned to death in an instant. Pour cold water on the black mist and instantly turn it into steam.

This is the horror of the millennium.

"The ants are generally. It is the sorcerer's squad that controls the seven sorcerers. I am smashed by me. With your black shield, can you stop me?"

Chen Fan sneered aloud and saw the green mang:

"Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for breaking the mountain gate and leveling your black witches."

After that, he took a yellow-skinned gourd and said:

"Come!"

Guiyuan sword turned into a golden streamer, spewed from the waist and shot in front of Chen Fan. Three-inch three-pointed sword, gently squeaking, as if to be excited to kill a god.

"Get up!"

Chen Fan drank again, squirting a cyan true element and pouring it on the Yuanyuan sword.

Guiyuan sword violently vibrated, and the scorpion turned into a sword rainbow that was ten feet long. Jianhong traversed the sky for more than 30 meters. From a distance, it is like a sword in the hands of the gods.

"cut!"

Chen Fan stepped out one step at a time.

Ten Zhang Jianmang followed, and slammed down!

Countless people witnessed this scene as if they were in the hands of the gods, representing the sword of heavenly punishment. The golden swords of the dragons, such as the Milky Way, went straight for nine days, with the momentum of breaking through the long sky, and slammed into the big battle of the Seven Miles.

"boom!"

A dull bang.

The black mist that covers the whole mountain is violently shaken, and the whole mountain is trembled. Over the sky, a crack of tens of meters long was revealed, and the mountaintop was almost smashed. The many real people who presided over the Faction, even spurted a spurt of blood.

The elders looked like this:

"We must protect the law and must not let Chen Beixuan rush in. Otherwise, we will be destroyed in the millennium."

And this time.

Seeing a hit, Wu Fan no expression, just pinching the sword.

The golden swordsmanship of the dragonfly continued to skyrocket. This time it rose to thirteen feet and was forty meters long! What is the concept of forty meters, equivalent to ten floors.

Chen Fan grabs the sword and seduce Feijian:

"Good again!"

"Boom!"

This time, the swordman's front is even better than before. A fierce blow is a high-rise, I am afraid that it can be split into two. Under the astounding eyes of countless people. The black scorpion on the surface of the black sorcerer's altar was fierce and fierce, and then a huge crack of fifty or sixty meters long was ejected from the air, and even through the cracks, the things inside the squad were seen.

"Fighting."

This time, more than five real people, that is, the disciples of hundreds of people, all of them spurted a blood at the same time, and several real people trembled and almost fell to the ground.

"Support! Hold on! With one person's strength, against the heavens and the earth, Chen Beixuan definitely has no third strike power."

The elders have not finished, a sapphire voice, uploaded from the sky:

"The third one!"

"Booming!"

The power of this sword cannot be described in words.

Chen Fan’s black clothes bulged, long hair hunting, and the blue light sprayed, and the whole body’s real yuan has been raised to the highest level.

The golden sword of the scorpion soared to fifteen feet long, and with a single blow, there were almost innate monks, and the horror of the attack. In the eyes of everyone, even Montenegro, it seems that under this sword, it has been split into two.

"boom!"

The seven scorpion venoms broke out first. The black mist that hangs over the mountain is directly pulled out by a crack hundreds of meters deep. The entire squadron could no longer support it, and it burst into flames, turning into a thick smoke and smearing around. Then, the mountain of the extinct volcano was also smashed by a flying sword to a gap of ten meters long and passed through the mountain.

As for the five real people who presided over the FDC, with many disciples.

Directly resisted by power, all the blood spurted out, suffered serious injuries, and wilted to the ground. Some mana is shallow and shocked on the spot. Among the five real people, there are two people who can't bear Chen Fan's sword. They are bombarded into pieces by the power of violent.

"I am black and witch, this is dead?"

The elders sat on the ground, and the nostrils were all blood, but he was already demented.

"One person is enemies, one sword is blasphemy, and the witches are slaughtered. If today's deeds are circulated, it is bound to sensationalize the whole world. No, it is to horrify the whole world. I am afraid that apart from the great powers of the world and the peaks of the gods, No one dares to challenge Chen Beixuan."

The clothed old man, long and sighed.

In Nabibi, many high-ranking Burmese, as well as the fearful eyes of countless black witch disciples. Chen Fanwan, like the gods, slowly descended from the cracks on the top of the mountain and flew into Montenegro.

He carries his hands, black and black, and blue light hunting.

The seven boys and girls who were locked in the iron cage have already seen it.

"This is the big hero in my dreams."

The black-haired girl is almost out of the water.

Only Yu Wenjing, with a smile in his eyes, the pure and soft dawn, as if he had passed through the millennium, fell on Chen Fan, and would no longer want to move away, only wishing for life.

2010, May 30th.

Chen Beixuan, a person who stepped on a country, killed the Black Witch and the Great Witch God at the top of the country.

Shocked by the world.

This time, not only the dark world, but also countless photos and videos, from the hands of various reporters, madly in all directions, to all channels.

Ps: The fourth is more, tomorrow will continue five more o (n_n) o