Rebirth – City Cultivation

Just when Chen Fan appeared, Xuan Luo, Tian Mingzi and others did not care, still paying attention to the birth of the sword palace in the sea of ​​clouds. In their view, what kind of masters can there be in the world?

Even if the existence of adult immortals, Lei Biantian is not an opponent, there are other people. Several great disciples have joined forces, and even the immortals are not likely to be enemies. After all, although the immortals are strong, there is a great difference between them and the immortals.

But never imagined, Lei Biantian was actually shot dead by a palm?

"How can this be?"

Xuan Luo looked up and looked over.

The snow fairy is like a beautiful glaciers in the glaciers. Although Lei Biantian has a great gap with them, it is also considered a leader of the younger generation in the Kunming market.

As for the day of the soul, it is even more angry and rushing to the crown, and the chest is almost blasting.

"There is someone who dares to face my face and kill my younger brother. Does this still put my **** in my eyes?"

Tian Mingzi roared, even the Songshan sword palace did not care, directly behind the opening of a pair of lightning wings, flying straight from the sky, to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

However, Chen Fan did not care about him, his eyes were still fixed to see many people in Xianmen.

"There is a thorny man who once bullied Kunlun. Is that you?"

Chen Fan’s light fell on the black assassin and asked faintly.

The thorns were shocked, and the cold hairs were erected, as if they were stared at by the ancient beasts. He has challenged Xuan Luo, the young master of Qing Xuan, three times. He lost every time and died, and was promoted as the most talented killer. It is said to be able to escape from the hands of the earth, but in the face of Chen Fanshi, it seems to meet natural enemies.

"Not good, run away immediately."

Xia Xuan’s sixth sense of his own, is extremely trusting, and instantly swayed and turned into a black man to escape.

"Hey."

Chen Fan has been in motion and chased after the thorns. His speed is very slow, falling in the eyes of everyone, like a slow motion, but the incredible moment to the back of the thorns, like a glimpse of light, like a space.

This uncomfortable feeling makes everyone want to vomit blood.

"dead."

The thorns are not the top assassins of the evangelist, and in this desperate situation, they are not afraid.

The black dagger in his hand, turned into a streamer, from the unimaginable angle, to Chen Fan. The first one of his spurs, the face of the thorns, began to wither, and the black hair was almost half pale.

Evangelize, pay attention to one blow and kill.

In the instant, the thorns have used the sorcerer's secret sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's sorcerer's soul.

"Hey."

The dagger instantly broke the sound barrier, and the speed was getting faster and faster. In the end, only a touch of light and shadow was seen.

Double the speed of sound, twice the speed of sound, triple the speed of sound... Finally, it reached the speed of five times the speed of horror. Just between the fingers, the thorns hit the life, the most terrible blow. This blow is even close to the power of the American electromagnetic gun.

Moreover, the dagger in the hand of the Xuanxuan is the magical instrument of the esoteric esoteric esoteric. It has no other effects, but it is integrated into the western part of the Kunming market. The extremely rare star is extremely fine, and it is the unsettled, it is the body of the celestial being. Can break open.

‘I use half the life, change your life, value. ’

In the eyes of the thorns, there is just a hint of joy.

I saw that Chen Fan did not evade, completely ignoring the dagger that was the chest thorn, and raised one hand and took it away.

‘He actually wants to change my life? But my dagger must have stabbed him first. 'The thorns are incomprehensible, but the two are fighting, and between the electric and the flint, he has no time to think about it.

Just listen to ‘哐当’.

Incorporating the star of the fine gold, enough to break the dagger of the earth's body, fiercely stabbed on Chen Fan's chest, and even made a metal cross. The thorns only felt that they had hit a piece of iron plate. Don't say killing, it is impossible to get rid of one point.

"How can this be?"

The thorny eyes are round and can't believe it!

The 诛 诛 的 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭 灭Legend has it that only the lord of Leiyin Mountain, the singer-like singer-like singer of the Kunming ruling body, can be attacked by the singer of the singer.

"Don't this person have been built into the body of the King Kong? But it is impossible, the Dragon Elephant Zen Master is already a fairy, and only one step away from the fairy."

The thorns in the heart of the river fell into the sea, but he did not have time to think about it, because Chen Fan’s palm has been photographed.

"Hey."

Chen Fan's right hand, white and delicate, like a woman's palm, even the wood can not be broken, gently slap on the top of the thorns, and the man known as the first assassin of the younger generation of the Kunming world, but on the spot from the beginning The feet, like the fragile tofu, were smashed. Even the soul of the gods turned into powder.

Under one palm, the thorns are dead again!

Chen Fan came to Qingcheng Mountain, but only a minute or two had already killed two Shenhai monks. The two gods of the Shenhai, before the Megatron, the entire East of the pressure can not lift their heads, one person will dare to hit the beggars of Beiqiong and Kunlun.

"hiss."

Countless people took a breath.

Many people didn't even see the two men's hands, and Xuan Xuan was already dead.

"Unspeakable, this is really a blow."

A thought emerges in the hearts of countless people.

Lei broken sky, thorn Xuan, are the strongest of the middle of the Shenhai, can harden the peak of the earth's gods, only weaker than the human fairy. But they are in the hands of Chen Fan, like a fly.

Many people did not go to Yanshan to watch the war, for the first time understand that Chen Fan is the first person in the world, what it means.

"Only when the cross-pressure is in the world, invincible, can be promoted to the world's first, Chen Beixuan deservedly innocent." Gu Jia Shang Shihe. Next to the Yin and Yang robes, the Yi Shi Da Shenguan, who was with the crown, silently nodded.

"Still!"

At this time, Tian Mingzi had just descended from the top of the mountain.

Seeing Chen Fan not only did not stop, but also killed a Xianmenzhong. Suddenly, like a slap in the face of his face, the three souls of the heavenly spirit are out of the body, and the seven smoldering smoke.

"Well, today I must wash the world of the world and use your blood to pay homage to my younger brother."

In the eyes of Tian Mingzi, the electric mangren skyrocketed, and there was a faint wind and dragon whistling next to him.

However, Chen Fan still ignored him, but instead rushed into the crowds of the Xianmen.

"Did you kill me Hua Xia before?"

Chen Fan’s figure swayed and came to the monk in front of the Fa, and his eyes were cold.

"I..."

The monk of the Fa, the first fear of the heart. In the face of these deprecating secular practitioners, the descendant of the immortal from Leiyin Mountain felt that his feet were shaking.

"I have vowed to protect the East. Those who commit my territory should be killed."

Chen Fan no expression, raised his palm, and took it again.

"what."

The law of the monk is not a descendant of Lei Yinshan, at this moment of life and death. The big thunder smelt body is pushed to the absolute. I saw him as a steel casting, a tiger and leopard thunder, the dragons and long scorpions, from the law of the limbs, all the internal organs bones. His whole person, like the golden body of Luo Han, is extremely sacred.

Practice on the earth.

Taoism will call the innate world, called the land fairy, the land of Jindan, called Tianxian.

In Buddhism, the congenital is the realm of Luohan, and Jindan is the Bodhisattva Dajinjiejie.

At this time, the monk of the Fa, the distance from the achievement of Luo Hanjin, only half a step away, has surpassed the black duke and other people, almost the body of the immortal. I saw the golden light of the road, and the layers of Yunxia overflowed from the monk of the Fa, and his expression was extremely sacred. He raised his hands and made the boxing of Luo Hantuo, and set it to Chen Fan.

"dead."

There are no joys and no sorrows in Chen Fan’s eyes, and countless tiny golden charms, like the tides.

His slender white palm suddenly became crystal clear, like a piece of sapphire glass. Among the glass, there are countless golden lines swimming.

The body is small, only the hand is broken, but what about the half-step Luohan?

"Hey!"

In the eyes of the people, the law and the monk ate and ate Chen Fan's palm, and they did not move, and did not suffer any damage. The hands that were put up were even sinking.

"blocked?"

The disciples of Xianmen are about to be happy.

When I saw the monk of the Fa, there was a bit of bitterness on my face. This seems bitter, like the helplessness of Ananda's savior when he falls into hell.

"I hope that when I am born in Bodhi, I will be like a glass, and I will be clear and clean inside and outside. I will be pure and innocent; my virtues will be good, my body will be well-being, and the flame net will be solemn. It will be a big day."

The law is in the mouth of the monk, and the eyes are free.

Everyone looked terrified, only to see a crack in his face, and then more and more cracks, instantly from the top of the head, all over the limbs of the law, and finally the whole body, like a broken vase, make up the cobweb.

Finally snorted.

The entire body of the monk's golden body, all turned into pieces, the inch burst open, like a little golden light scattered.

It turned out that he did not block this blow. In the palm of his hand, the entire body of the monk of the French monk had been slammed into the pieces by Chen Fangang, but the power was too strong and hidden. After a few seconds, it finally burst.

The third palm, Lei Yinshan rumors, the French monk died!

All the disciples of Xianmen are afraid of color. It’s Tian Tianzi, all in shape, and his eyes are dignified.

But at this time, Chen Fan did not stop.

"You just did, have you ever shot?"

Chen Fan flashed to the front of the Burning Valley.

The seven scorpions all have purple flames spurting out and practicing the 'purple fire god'. After being called Dacheng, the whole body can be transformed into a group of purple fire flames. Spray purple flames want to resist.

It is a pity that he had a little flame and put it in the eyes of Chen Fan who played the fire master.

Directly by Chen Fan's fire from the golden scorpion, burned into nothingness, even a trace of residue is not left.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan smashed all the way, almost one shot and killed one person. Finally, he killed half of the people in Xianmen and finally stopped.

The whole scene is dead.

No one had thought that the people of Xianmen, who had just been imposing, would kill the entire martial arts world, and in front of Chen Fan, they were like ants and could not stand a blow.

Ten of the fingers, killing twenty or thirty people, the murder of Xianmen was frightened.

"The cross-cutting fairy, this is the real cross-border sect."

Changchun Dao’s hands trembled.

And Tian Mingzi, the already mad hair is vertical, roots purple bloom:

"Chen Beixuan, you are deceiving too much!"