Sword Slaying The Heavens

Everyone was stunned, and then their faces changed drastically. The sound of the sword sound was so familiar!

Chen Fan! Bai Yue's eyes widened, and she turned around in disbelief.

A figure at the edge of the sky, holding a long sword, was approaching through the air. His figure in the air was blurred instantly like a drop of ink falling into clear water.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Du Yuan roared loudly, but he still couldn't hide the shock on his face, he even forgot to take the Peiyuan Pill in his hand, and it was crushed into powder in his hand.

Yang Yunpo's eyes were full of horror. Half of the thunder power of Leiyin Jinlun, Du Yuan's whole body of water element power, and the set of thunder giant dragon's immortal technique, failed to replace a nine-level Qi training Chen Fan.

Even someone as powerful as Yang Feng in the middle stage of foundation establishment couldn't be calm, and he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. Seeing Chen Fan stepping out circles of ripples in the void, he finally showed a cold light in his eyes.

This son, you can't stay. Yang Fengcong finally felt threatened from Chen Fan.

Three Flowers Gathering Talisman! Liu Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a touch of red on Chen Fan's head. It was the three flowers gathered on the top, crazily replenishing his energy.

But the disciples of the Heavy Sword Peak couldn't bear it anymore. The appearance of Chen Fan broke their perception of strength. At this moment, those disciples who respected Chen Fan no longer cared about anything and cheered yelled out.

Brother Chen, let's fight, I will fight with you. A disciple shouted excitedly.

I want to fight too, to fight our way to immortality.

That's right, senior brother Chen, your path is right. The road to immortality is endless. We only want to live forever, and whoever blocks it will kill whoever it is.

...

Many people's hearts were ignited, their blood boiled, and they roared excitedly.

Whoosh!

At this time, ripples in the void above the crowd spread, and Chen Fan's figure suddenly appeared clearly.

call out!

The long sword made a piercing sound in the air, pointing obliquely at the four members of Chengxianzong.

Cheng Xianzong, dare to fight? Chen Fan's sonorous and powerful voice hit everyone's chest.

The disciples of the Heavy Sword Peak also roared with anger and blood: Cheng Xianzong, dare to fight?

The sound is neat and powerful, resounding through the surrounding area.

Bai Yue and Du Yuan's faces were gloomy, but Liu Ziming remained calm, and slowly took out the talisman from his sleeve.

You are very strong, but that's all for now. After Liu Ziming finished speaking, the talisman in his hand ignited with a snort, and he slapped Chen Fan.

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and the talisman attracted the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, mobilized the thunderclouds in the sky, and thick lightning bolts were ready to go, each lightning bolt was comparable to every blow of a giant thunder dragon.

Crack! Crack!

A creepy sound erupted from the thundercloud, and those excited disciples seemed to have been splashed with ice water, and they were half calm in an instant.

boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a python suddenly blasted down and exploded at the position where Chen Fan was, but Chen Fan remained unmoved and stood still, his figure gradually dimmed under the lightning, turning into nothingness.

Afterimage! Just an afterimage!

Seeing this, many disciples showed a trace of excitement in their eyes.

Then Chen Fan's black shadow landed a few meters away, and with a flick of the long sword, Fen Tian's true energy gushed out immediately, and the sound of the sword sounded again.

Thunderbolt, it's just begun. Looking at Chen Fan's re-manifested figure, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Ziming's mouth, and he slowly raised his arms.

boom! !

The whole sky seemed to shake violently.

rumble……

In the dull thunder, the dark clouds began to roll violently, like the surging sea, majestic and terrifying power slowly brewed in the endless dark depths, gradually expanded, and exploded!

boom! ! !

A blazing electric light suddenly shot out from the depths of the black cloud,

Like a roaring boa constrictor, it twisted and swooped down on Chen Fan!

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling thunder, the dark clouds were illuminated by flashes of light, and streaks of azure blue lightning shot wildly out of the black sea like a shower, almost connecting into a huge thunder prison. Amidst the roaring thunder, it enveloped Chen Fan head-on!

Everything struck by thunder will destroy everything; everything crushed by a thousand weights will destroy everything. With your strength, you deserve to die under this thunderbolt talisman. Liu Ziming showed a slight smile on his plain face.

At this moment, there is only a flash of light left in everyone's eyes. Chen Fan's figure has long been covered by thunder, and every thunder is comparable to the blow of a giant thunder dragon. chest.

Under such a dense thunderstorm, the fighting spirit of those disciples of the Heavy Sword Peak was extinguished in an instant, many people were hit by the sound of thunder and had severe chest pains. They knew that this time, Chen Fan was really in danger. .

At this moment, a thunderbolt struck Nalan Yun, who was unconscious within the range of the battlefield. With just one blow, she was smashed into pieces and annihilated in the thunderstorm.

Why is Nalan Yun there? Elder Lin suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked in surprise.

At this time, Yang Feng also seemed to think of something, looked at the group of disciples of the heavy sword peak, and asked in a deep voice: Where is Nalantian?

He...he's dead. A disciple said submissively.

Dead? Elder Lin and the others widened their eyes.

To the Heavy Sword Peak, Nalantian was undoubtedly an existence that could raise the entire sect by a level. Why did he die just after returning?

He provoked Chen Fan, and was killed by Chen Fan's sword. A disciple said in a low voice, with a glint of schadenfreude in his eyes.

Elder Lin and the others suddenly darkened their faces, and looked at Lei Hai in the battlefield with a murderous look.

Suddenly, at the moment when everyone's eyes were filled with silver-white lightning, a tiny golden light appeared, and then immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Another afterimage?

Many people feel dazzled.

call out!

Finally, a piercing sound pierced the sky, rushed out from the Wanjun Thunder, with a little golden cold light, stepped out several ripples, and went to another clear sky.

Escaped alive? Liu Ziming was slightly taken aback. He knew the power of the Thunderbolt Talisman best. .

With a flick of Chen Fan's long sword, his figure stopped in the air, and all of Fen Tian's sword energy rushed to the blade, his eyes were full of murderous intent, the blood in his mouth was clearly visible, and several holes were blasted out of his clothes, even some Several places of flesh and blood have been scorched by the thunder, and there is still a trace of white smoke rising from the whole body.

Chen Fan, you really surprised me. Liu Ziming laughed coldly, and he began to face this opponent squarely.

If you didn't offend Cheng Xianzong, you would definitely be a generation of pride. It wouldn't be a waste if the Thunderbolt Talisman could beat you like this. Bai Yue also held the Leiyin Golden Wheel and looked at Chen Fan seriously.

Chen Fan ignored their words, with a cold expression on his face, three yellow talismans suddenly appeared in his hands, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he ignited the talismans and patted himself on himself, the three blood-red rays of light, once again hanging over his head.

Seeing this scene, both Liu Ziming and Bai Yue froze.

He...how many three-flower gathering talismans does he have? Du Yuan was on the verge of collapse. The three-flower gathering talisman is more precious than the thunderbolt talisman. Looking at the world, only a talisman from the Shushan School is strong Those who could make it, but now Chen Fan took out one after another, recovering all the injuries in an instant.

How can we fight this battle? Du Yuan complained again and again, and looked at Chen Fan again, only to find that his figure was gradually fading away.

Afterimage?

Just as Du Yuan came to his senses, a black shadow suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.

Du Yuan, be careful!

stop!

Yang Yunpo, Bai Yue and the others shouted in Du Yuan's ear, but he didn't have time to react, because a familiar golden sword light flashed past his eyes like a shooting star, and he knew that it meant died.