Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Roar!"

A group of people covered with black tree armor, with sharp branches like a blade, the center of the trunk reveals a human face, and the red-brown tree squad looks toward Chen Fan, and the head of Chen Fanyu is full of warnings.

According to the raft, quietly voiced.

These tree demons are the most common demon of the entire day, and basically every tree of thousands of years old, if it is contaminated with blood, may be the demon named "blood tree demon". These blood tree demons, starting from the innate cultivation, most like to devour the flesh and blood of the Terran or other creatures, all over the entire Jupiter forest, killing.

Surrounded by a man and a woman, there are dozens of blood tree demons, each of which is thick and fleshy, extremely resistant, it is no wonder that with a jewel of jewels, the two people who are obviously from the big school can only be surrounded by death. Can't get out of trouble.

"Ok?"

Chen Fan wants to make a clearance.

After all, it’s a human race. I haven’t met it. Now, since I’m at the side, Chen Fan’s will not be embarrassing. The cultivation of immortals is not to be ruthless. In fact, the five hundred years of Chen Fanxiu’s immortality, although the hands are stained with the blood of countless souls, it is still a good person.

"Pay the brother, he is a congenital monk, not as good as me, ask him for help. The rescue fireworks have been discharged, for a quarter of an hour, Sun Elder and Ding deacon they can arrive, no demand for help. It’s useless.”

At this time, the woman hiding behind the man suddenly whispered.

The woman wore a red-hot tight-fitting monk, and she outlined the sex. She was about fifteen or six years old. She was quite beautiful, cute and cute, but with a hint of arrogance on her face. A lot of Baoguang, obviously worth a lot. The woman obviously also cares about Chen Fan, so the voice is very small, but how can she escape Chen Fan's ear?

'moron. ’

When I heard the girl’s voice, I paid a secret to my brother’s heart.

‘Do you think I don’t know? The key is not this guy, we may not be able to block it for a quarter of an hour. Even if he is repaired to be lower, pulling it as a ghost can also last a few more moments. ’

In particular, Chen Fan’s action seems to stop, and Fu Xin’s heart is to smash the dog in the red dress. If you don't see this woman is a child of the ancestors in the door, catch up with five hundred years of struggle, and pay the brothers to introduce her to feed the tree demon.

On the surface, however, the payer brother showed a little squint at the girl, and shouted louder to Chen Fan:

"This brother, my sister is young, she said, don't worry about it. I am the elder brother of the pastor of the priest, and the disciple of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect. If you can save me and wait for the two, the pastoral Zong and Fu Qiang must have a thick report."

Fu Qiang’s voice is sincere, and a generation of girls apologizes to Chen Fan.

"There is no need for thick reports."

Chen Fan’s eyes glanced at him deeply, and then he squeezed a sword, and pointed out the wooden flying sword that shrouded the light blue under his feet: “Go.”

Hey!

The flying sword turned into a light blue sword light, passing over the sky, like a rain and rain, like the wind like a rain, like a butterfly in a flying dance, before many blood tree monsters did not react, A sword gently stroked.

"Hey."

There are seven tree demon on the spot, and this sword, which looks like a mana without a slight mana, is split into two pieces.

"Roar!"

The leader of the blood tree demon is angry.

They did not expect that the seemingly ineffective man-made monk Feijian could easily break his own thick defense book. You must know that Chen Fan’s sword is so faint, it’s just a spiritual weapon. And the spirits of Fu Qiang and the girl in the red dress are slashed in the blood tree demon, and it is difficult to break the defense.

"what?"

Even the red-shirt girl was horrified, but she did not expect Chen Fan to be a sword.

"Good swordsmanship."

Fu Qiang has a brighter eye.

In the field, only he is the highest, can be seen vaguely. Chen Fan’s sword, although weak in mana, is full of charm, and the god’s piercing into the blind spot of the blood tree demon defense, such as Kenting’s liberation of cattle, can easily kill seven blood tree demon.

‘This son’s sword is repaired, and it’s definitely not inferior to some swords. 'Fu Qiang confirmed that the more enthusiastic attitude towards Chen Fan, the repeated greetings, has to wait for the end of the battle to bring Chen Fan to the pastor.

"No need for this."

Chen Fan’s voice calmly answered.

In his hand, he pointed again, the flying sword of light blue light, drawn a semicircle in the void, and rushed to the blood tree demon again. Then, when the blood tree demon puts out the iron-like defense, the light and shadow of the light will be divided into five swords, and the five blood trees will be slammed into the core, and the vitality will be cut off and killed in one fell swoop.

"Sword Light Differentiation!"

Fu Qiang’s eyes are brilliant.

This time, he was completely convinced that Chen Fan must be a kendo genius, and he was born with a heart.

In particular, Chen Fan does not seem to have a treasure. He has a Qingyi and a sword flying sword. It is extremely shabby and obviously born. This kind of person is best controlled. Then the smile on his face became more and more brilliant.

"Hey."

Although Chen Fan only cultivated with innateness.

But how strong is his skill in the sword. A sword flies out, such as an antelope hanging corner, a fragrant elephant crossing the river, no trace can be found. The plain wood sword is flying in his hands, and it is even more sharp.

"Hey."

The tree demon trapped around the two people, under Chen Fanjian, was simply unable to strike. Whether it is their congenital tree armor, or the display of the emerald visor body magical powers, or the spurting of the "wood spirit" in the mouth, can not resist.

In the end, it was easy to kill twenty or thirty people by Chen Fan. Even the body of the blood-colored tree demon, who is obviously sturdy and doubled, was also smothered by Chen Fan and a sword.

"Roar."

The remaining blood tree demon completely collapsed, leaving a lot of companion bodies and dying to run around.

Chen Fan also took a move and took back the light blue flying sword. He just passed by to save people, and he did not have the idea of ​​doing everything. If you really want to be a hero of the demon slayer, then the whole universe, I don’t know how many demons and big devils exist, such as the number of rivers in the Ganges, it is killing millions of years, thousands of years, and may not be able to kill. Chen Fan occasionally saves people, but after all, he is not a bad person with a sense of justice. He is still seeking his own way.

"Thank you for this brother, I’m paying for it, I don’t know the name of my brother. I’m going to go up and pay for it, and I’m sure to report the grace of my brother’s life.”

Fu Qiangfei came over and smiled and smiled at Chen Fan.

It was the red girl who seemed to be indifferent. She still stood cold and pretty, and under the urging of Fu Qiang, she barely reluctantly moved over, but she did not open her mouth. Obviously she did not think she was saved by Chen Fan.

"Oh, no more."

Chen Fan smiled faintly, and he must set up the dawn to leave.

At this time.

There was a roar in the distance:

"Who dares to hurt my pastoral disciples."

Then, I saw a thunderous thunder. A man with a mustache, surrounded by lightning, appeared in the air. The atmosphere of the Dahan was strong to the extreme. When the people had not arrived, the square was shuddered by hundreds of trees. The sound was like a thunder, and it was obviously a Jindan monk.

"is it you?"

As soon as the Dahan came, his eyes looked unfamiliar to Chen Fan. As a matter of real pressure, he came over like a mountain to Chen Fan.

PS: The second is more, the author continues to write the third more ^_^