Rebirth – City Cultivation

"It is Master."

A Xiu excitedly jumped up, and a pair of waters and spirits were not blind. She had not seen Chen Fan for several years. Compared with four years ago, Chen Fan’s body shape changed greatly, but he could still distinguish his appearance.

"Xiao Fan, he is fine."

Wang Xiaoyun patted his chest and his heart sighed with relief.

"Sure enough, the doorman, his old man finally came."

The black witch teaches you real people, the masters of Huajia and Lujia, and Wu Shanhe and others, who are excited to look forward to it. The man in black is the purple sea beam of the North Qiong faction, supporting the white jade column. As long as he is there, no wind or waves can kill the Beiqiong faction.

"Xiaofan..."

Anya and Fang Qiong are as beautiful as water, and they are determined to look at Chen Fan.

Especially Fang Qiong, she and Chen Fan have been in the middle for nearly three years. The thoughts in my heart are like the ocean. Especially when she saw Chen Fan for the first time, she really showed her power. The kind of supernatural power above the sea and the sky, so that Fang Qiong can not help the beautiful light, the colorful.

If Bei Qion sent everyone to be ecstatic, then many other warriors were scared.

Chen Fan came from the storm, his feet stepping on the water column of 100 meters high, and the power of the heavens and the earth. Who can not be surprised? Who can not fear, that is, a few strong gods, can not help but shrink.

"Hey, is this the mortal's ability? It's like a sea god."

Many Japanese and Chinese warriors who saw this scene were scared and stole, and they took a breath. The gurus are all mad, and the general masters are most likely to step on the water, fight the storm, and smash the waterfall.

But Chen Fan came from the sea.

Behind him, there are clouds, lightning, flying waves, storms like walls. How can these powers be human beings to display? Only the legendary gods and immortals can do it first.

"Chen Beixuan borrowed the potential of this ocean storm, but his realm is only afraid of chasing the heavens, and only half of the feet are left in the land of the immortals. Otherwise, it is impossible to coordinate so."

Yao Dao was cold and shouted.

"To express my heart to my heart, it is for heaven! It is true that the old Taoist school is two younger, but not as good as a younger generation. Shame, shame!"

Li Changsheng sighed and sighed.

"Shi Bo, Chen Beixuan really strong to this point, can control such a powerful storm? Doesn't it mean that he can destroy the city?" Suzaku and others could not help but swear.

"Hey, this storm is wide, and it is covered with hundreds of miles. It is the land fairy, and there may not be such a mighty magical power. Chen Beixuan just came by the storm and pulled a little."

The old blue dragon looks bright and shining:

"But even if it is only traction, it is not allowed. This represents the high level of Chen Beixuan's realm. It has reached the level of borrowing the power of the heavens and the earth. It is Zhang Sanfeng five hundred years ago, but the old witch **** three hundred years ago. So."

Many Japanese warriors have changed in color.

Watanabe Watanabe looked at Chen Fan, and his eyes were so thin that he wanted to see through the body, but he was forced to press it.

"Boom."

The storm has finally arrived.

Above the coast, huge waves and sky, a few meters high. The rock is empty, and the waves are like clouds. In the sky, lightning and thunder, storm tornado, swept across the entire shore, even a dozen meters high tree, were bent by the wind.

"Retreat."

Many warriors and ordinary people have to retreat.

It was only a hundred meters away from the coast and I felt better. When they looked back, they saw that the rain curtain was white, and they could only see it faintly. The pillars of Tianshui were hundreds of meters high and stood with a blue figure.

Only the masters and the gods can stay in the same place and witness the battle.

"Lin Lin?"

Chen Fan’s eyes were slightly stunned, watching the weak swords of this negative sword.

The breath of his body is the most powerful one that Chen Fan reborn and returned to Earth. The kind of swords that rise from the sky faintly communicates with the heavens and the earth. It is like a piece of iron on the body, and it is very concise, without a flaw in the flaws. The spirit is more like a sea, vast and vast. I almost let Chen Fan think that this is a land fairy.

‘No, the words of the land fairy have already entered the innate realm. Achieving the soul of the congenital body, blending with the heavens and the earth, no difference. Just like a fish in the water. And this Lin Biao is still a human being, and the distance has completely evolved into a fish, and it is still a little bit worse. And this is the Scorpio, if the inorganic edge, eternal life can not enter. ’

Chen Fan shook his head slightly.

‘Just, why is he giving me a feeling of threat? Is there any hidden magic weapon or card? ’

"Chen Beixuan, I am waiting for you for three days."

Lin Biao grew up, and in the eyes of Gujing’s waves, he finally showed a glimmer of color:

"You are indeed the most amazing and brilliant young man in this century. It is Ye Qingcang that year, and you are not as powerful as you. If you can achieve the immortals after decades, you will have the most hope."

"Let's talk nonsense. Lin Biao, you dare to hurt my maid, bullying me Beiqiong sent, you should be able to think of the consequences."

Chen Fan said faintly, and his eyes were killing.

This Lin Biao, there may be a variety of counterfeit magic, perhaps one of the most amazing genius of the earth. However, Chen Fan’s past lives have seen countless brilliant arrogances, and have seen hundreds of millions of stars, hundreds of millions of races, and hundreds of millions of geniuses. I’ve been reading the sea long before, and I’m no doubt confused. Even if Lin Biao had another talent, he dared to bully the Beiqiong faction, and Chen Fan could not bear it.

Many of the Beiqiong factions are Chen Fan’s reborn, the most cherished relatives and friends, who died.

"Yes, when we die, the two of us are destined to die."

Lin Biao’s eyes revealed deep sorrow.

Lin Biao is his most cherished disciple, called the sword servant, who is actually better than his own son. Follow him to the mountain to practice the road. All of Lin Biao’s sword martial arts were obtained from Lin Biao’s biography. It was also regarded by Lin Biao as the patron saint of Lin’s family after his death. The result was killed by Chen Fan, which is equivalent to breaking the life root of the Lin family.

"I thought that after retreating for sixty years, I was looking for Ye Qingcang, and I won a victory, but I didn't think that there was more Chen Beixuan in the world. Hurry, hurry."

Lin Biao laughed.

"Hey!"

At this time, a lightning bolt as thick as a tree trunk cut through the night sky and flashed in front of the two.

When the lightning disappeared, Chen Fan and Lin Biao started at the same time.

"Boom."

Chen Fan stepped on the ground and punched.

His awkward punches shattered the rain curtains in the air and made a passage that was hundreds of meters long. The width of the passage is two meters. From Chen Fan's side, all the way to the shore. It can be seen that the power of Chen Fan’s fist is terrible, far more than 100 meters away. It is the state of mind that is eclipsed.

"There is no borrowing of the power of a trace of heaven and earth. Just by the infuriating, let alone one or two hundred meters. How much is Chen Beixuan’s instinctive strength? How to condense?"

Watanabe Wufu’s pupil was shrinking.

Putting a hundred meters into the air, every **** can do it. But it is like the end of a strong, reckless. With a hundred meters of punching force, there is basically no lethality, and it cannot threaten the masters of the same world.

But Chen Fan’s fist is what power is when he hits it. It’s still more than a hundred meters away.

It can be seen that his infuriating conciseness is already like the essence. More horrible than a knife and a sword.

"Jian Ning."

With Chen Fan alone, he is different from the strength of the world.

Lin Biao raised his slender fingers and made a blank stroke. The rain curtains are turned into water swords. These water swords are three inches long and each blade is sharp and shining. This moment, the entire sky, as if there are thousands of tens of thousands of sharp arrows.

"Hey."

With Lin Biaojian pointing a poke.

Thousands of water swords, like a strong bow, rushed to Chen Fan. Each water sword began to be only three inches long, but in the process of flying, it attracted the strength of the heavens and the earth, gradually grew, and finally grew to seven inches in length. The power doubles.

"Hey."

Countless water swords hit the top of the boxing force.

Chen Fan’s boxing strength, how hard he is overbearing, is enough to kill the **** of the Naga. How can these water swords alone stop? In a series of explosions, the punch is still unstoppable, and it is 30 meters ahead.

"volume."

Lin Shujian pointed to a change.

The sky water sword, turned into a tornado, at the speed of ten times before, the squatting squatting on the invisible boxing. Every water sword has weakened the fist, although it is very subtle, but after thousands of water swords, the boxing force finally slowed down, and finally stopped outside Lin Biao's ten feet and dissipated.

Many of the guru's gods are silent.

Although the two are only one blow, the strength of the show is terrible.

Chen Fan’s strength is like a wave, and a punch is enough to kill the gods.

Lin Biao immediately recruited thousands of water swords, each sword is comparable to the big caliber step. It is equivalent to thousands of soldiers firing at the same time. The power of this is that the gods do not dare to be hard.

But this is just a slap in the face of the two.

When they are really trying their best, what a terrible power?

"Let me borrow another punch?"

Chen Fan laughed happily, stepping on the heavens and the earth, punching the dragon snake, and in the void, just a flash of lightning. It was actually attracted by Chen Fanquan. Turned into a snake like electric light, attached to Chen Fan's fist.

that moment.

Chen Fan’s figure is printed in the void, like a dragon in the sky.

"Zhenwu thirty-six style, 蛟龙!"

This punch is played, the true Yuan and the Xianjia martial arts, combined with the power of heaven and earth.

The power of the power is more than double that of the previous ones. The world is shaken, and the sun and the moon are tumbling. The sea is still separated by a few tens of meters, and a long white waterway is pulled out. The waterway is dragon-like, like an invisible dragon, rubbing across the sea.

"Boom."

The white and white fists, with the power of the thunder, slammed down.

This time, Lin Biao's face showed a hint of dignity, and his right hand gently pressed on the long sword behind him.

"Get up!"

PS: The first is more, the author continues to write the second, today must be five more OO