National Luck: Playing the Sword of Heaven and Earth at the beginning

The dark field opened, and in Youxuan's eyes, a ray of sword light slowly enlarged, and then, it occupied all of her gaze.

This avatar, the last view it saw was this invincible golden color.

Jian Guang split the darkness, cut off Youxuan's body, and Chen Fan appeared behind him.The Qi training sword in his hand slowly hangs down.

The indestructible qi training sword, which has always been in hand, has become illusory at this moment, with cracks appearing on the sword body.

Snapped!
The sword is broken.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, grasped his right hand, and took back the breath transformed by the Qi training sword into his body.

This sword is more domineering than the sword of heaven and earth.

In the final analysis, it is not a force that he can fully control at this stage.

With the tenacity of the Qi training sword, it can't bear it.

The sword wound on Youxuan's body could not be healed, he just turned around slowly and looked at Chen Fan, his gaze calmed down unexpectedly.

"Perhaps everything I did was in vain in the end?"

"However, Chen Fan, if you stand in my position, I'm afraid you will go too far than me."

Chen Fan turned his head, full of doubts.

Youxuan looked at Chen Fan and said, "Didn't you ask me why I chose Dongfang instead of you?"

"Because you are too strong."

boom!
After Youxuan finished speaking the last sentence, he burst into pieces.

Wind and thunder wings appeared behind Chen Fan, and he stepped back a hundred meters to avoid the explosion, and the doubt in his eyes became stronger.

"Am I too strong?"

"Is that also a reason?"

"Since we are choosing the god candidate, shouldn't we choose the strongest one?"

"What's more, no matter how strong I am, I can't match the gods now."

"Although I have never seen you catching the stars and catching the moon with my own eyes, I still believe the information that Zhuhe No. 1 told me."

"I asked myself I couldn't do it."

"But if I become a god..."

Chen Fan's eyes gradually became clearer.

"Youxuan, you are probably one of the weakest gods among the gods behind the scenes, right?"

"You are afraid of me who will go to the end, so you don't want me to become a god?"

"Gods are also afraid."

"You want to stop me, but you can't stop me."

Chen Fan landed slowly and returned to his normal state.

His consumption was not small, after all, he was fighting against the gods, and that last sword consumed a lot of his physical strength, spiritual strength and vitality.

"Let's take a day off first."

After a big battle just now, Chen Fan didn't rush into the Eastern City, but went to a village far away, and stayed overnight with the villagers.

In his dream at night, he was still practicing sword.

Now, he seldom practiced the inherent swordsmanship skills of the character, but created his own moves based on his current physical ability, abilities, and strength in his body.

The golden flame formed by the combination of fire ability and sword energy before was evolved by Chen Fan in his dream.

Now, practicing sword in a dream, his acting speed has increased slowly, but both playing Tiandi Yijian and Great Sword Master have surpassed points.

The transcendence points of Tiandi Yijian have accumulated to more than 800, and the transcendence points of the Great Sword Master have also exceeded 100.

Exceeding points can be exchanged for abilities other than role-playing.

There are several strongest supernatural powers, such as Tears of the Void, Absolute Zero Domain, Insulating Claws...

But more than 800 surpassing points are not enough.

Tonight, Chen Fan was in a dream, still integrating his own power.

When he woke up, Chen Fan was full of energy.

Walking into the Eastern City, Chen Fan observed the prosperity here.

It is said to be prosperous, but it is also very primitive.

It's just that in this wild place like God's Choice, the wide streets and row upon row of houses seem to be full of the smell of the world, which is very rare.

Although it is completely incomparable with the modern metropolis on Blue Star, Chen Fan found a sense of familiarity anyway.

The East has managed the Oriental City very well. There are many residents in the city, and most of the people walking on the street have smiles on their faces.

On the street, food sellers, rouge and gouache sellers, jugglers and performers, the flow of people is mixed, very lively.

Chen Fan's city of mortals has just been established, and he has never managed it himself, but at the beginning, it was naturally inferior to the city of the East.

A patrol team wearing police uniforms passed by Chen Fan. Chen Fan took the opportunity to grab the data of these people, and was a little surprised.

Ordinary policemen already have a combat power assessment of 200, and the leader has a combat power assessment of 2000, which is really strong.

Moreover, the name of the leader surprised Chen Fan even more.

Iron hand?

This name is very familiar, one of the four famous arresters, and his strength is very strong.

I didn't expect Dongfang to have such a powerful master.

This is probably also a special talent recruited by Dongfang through the recruitment order.

It's just that although the name is big, it is the framework of the mortal world after all. It is already very high to have a combat power of two thousand.

Chen Fan walked slowly to the City Lord's Mansion, and Dongfang was inside.

Chen Fan wanted to enter the mansion, but was stopped by a big man.

Looking at the big man who stopped him, Chen Fan frowned.

Dian Wei is another celebrity.

How many celebrities did this East recruit?
The general with a battle strength evaluation of 3000 stretched out his big hand, stopped Chen Fan directly, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Chen Fan looked at Dian Wei speechlessly, and said, "Shouldn't you be staying by Dongfang's side to protect him? How did you become the gatekeeper?"

Gatekeeper?
Dian Wei was furious, and said, "Are you looking down on me? Seeing that you don't have much flesh, you can't hold up to Grandpa's punch, get out!"

Chen Fan said, "I'm looking for Dongfang, your city lord."

Dian Wei snorted angrily, and said, "You met the city lord as soon as you met him? Hurry up, or you will be crushed to death."

Chen Fan sighed and said, "At first I admired your loyalty to Cao Cao, but..."

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Dian Wei.

Dian Wei was furious, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Chen Fan's hand.

"I don't know what's good or bad, I'll let you suffer a little bit, knowing that grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

Chen Fan exerted a little force, and Dian Wei's face gradually turned into panic.

His hand was twice as big as Chen Fan's, but when Chen Fan clasped his five fingers and pulled it in the opposite direction, he immediately suffered severe pain and had no strength to resist at all.

With a lift of his right hand, Chen Fan threw Dian Wei into the air and behind him, and then entered the City Lord's Mansion leisurely.

"Stop him for me!"

Dian Wei got up, took out a pair of big iron halberds from nowhere, and rushed towards Chen Fan again.

Inside the door, there were also dozens of guards, holding swords and shields, rushing towards Chen Fan.

Looking at these guards, Chen Fan was also quite surprised.

These dozens of guards are all named Dongchengwei, and each of them has a combat power assessment of [-], which is obviously a special unit that has been trained.

Just like his Shushan Swordsman, Bright Swordsman, and Guardian Sword Order.

These Dongchengwei are obviously not mediocre.

"The East is developing very well."

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, and he raised one hand, and a light green flame appeared in his hand.

The next moment, Dongchengwei, who was still aggressive at first, flushed red, with pained expressions on their faces.

boom!
A green flame ignited on one of Dongchengwei's body.

Boom, boom, boom...

More and more Dongchengwei were also burning with green flames.

"Dongfang, these Dongchengwei should be very important to you, right?"

"Come out quickly, otherwise, they will be turned into ashes."

Chen Fan's voice was not loud, but under the influence of spiritual power, it spread throughout the City Lord's Mansion.

A man with a square hat on his head and a purple costume walked over from the depths of the courtyard, looked at Chen Fan, and sighed:

"Chen Fan, please be merciful."