Rebirth – City Cultivation

The ability to wave the dragon, one stroke to kill the middle of the martial arts master Bei Tingchuan, 偌大华夏, there is only one person. It is the third in the dark list, and is honored as Chen Beixuan, the first division of the Chinese nation.

Unfortunately, when Bei Tingchuan knew it, it was too late.

He certainly opened the wind blade with a peerless knife, but the power of these dozens of wind blades was too great, and he directly penetrated his body and sighed from his flesh.

Although the North Tingchuan is a peerless sword, the internal strength is like iron, but the body is weaker than the master of the transverse training. How could it be that the body is covered by so many wind blade attacks? Directly on the spot, the internal organs are broken and die. I can finally say a word, it is already his true strength, strong support.

Bei Tingchuan is dead!

The master of the Megatron Kyushu and the Shikoku region, one of the four major kendo masters of Japan, was killed by Chen Fan. Only a few of the top generations of the snow-generation family stood in the same place, and they couldn’t believe it.

"How is this possible?" Xue Daiguang Iro said with a sigh.

He is the top of the Xuedai family, and only a few survived. The others were cut into several pieces by Chen Fan’s wind. However, Xue Daiguang Yilang prefers to die like the Wuzhi Wuzhi, and is not willing to survive.

Chen Fan is too horrible. Such a character is like a demon. How can a modern city have such a strong presence? The snow-generation family has also provoked him.

Because of his age, he walked in the end, and the snow-fighting Qianxiong, who was supported by the maid, finally arrived. But I saw this scene in front of me, suddenly my body swayed and almost fell to the ground.

"Grandpa, you are finally here."

Xue Daisha came step by step. From passing through the body of Bei Tingchuan, he also respectfully pulled out the thousand front blades he had inserted on the ground.

Although the Qianfeng blade is full of gaps, the hilt is also stained with blood. However, Xue Daisha did not care at all, but with two long-handed knives, full of hatred toward the snow-generation Qianxiong, a pair of beautiful flaming raging anger.

"Snow generation, what are you going to do? I am your grandfather."

Xue Dai Qianxiong was full of awe-inspiring anger, but in the eyes, he could not help but flash a trace of confusion.

If it was before, with the prestige of Xue Daiqian for decades, Xuedaisha had already fallen to the ground and listened to the lesson. But now, the Xuedai family elites go all out, and the North Court River is dead. How can Xue Daisha still fear him?

"You gave me a sacrifice to a ghost, as a substitute, and asked me what to do?"

Xue Daisha reversed the hilt and placed the samurai sword in front of him. Every Japanese national school will have a kendo class, so it is no stranger to swordsmanship. Although Xuedaisha is an ordinary person, it is no problem to hold a knife.

Between the snow and the sand, the truth is known, and the snow generation Qianxiong can no longer hold it. He screamed with a hoarse voice: "Snow generation, I have no choice. The left-handed shrine’s Qianhe adults came to the door. He is a big Yinyang master, and With the support of the North Tingchuan people, our Snow House can't resist him."

The snow-colored sand is like iron, and I don’t listen at all. I just slowly lift the long knife over my head.

Xue Dai Qianxiong trembled and pleaded for mercy, but he couldn’t move the snow-sand sand that was filled with anger. The Mega-Kyushu Island’s decades-old snow-fighting family, Xiongxiong, fell down like a wild dog at this time.

"Snowdaisha, leave him a life, I still have to ask him."

A voice suddenly came from far away.

"Yes, the master." Xue Daisha respectfully put down the long knife and stunned Chen Fan.

At the time, Xue Xiuxiong noticed the existence of Chen Fan and looked at Chen Fan’s eyes with boundless fear. This is the young man in front of him, who broke the spell of Zuo Shishen Shrine, took a person with Xue Daisha, and went into the snow-generation house, killing the North Court, and almost flattened the entire snow-generation family. How can such a strong person be a snow generation? Can the family provoke?

"Respected adults, you have any questions, I must know everything." Xue Dai Qianxiong coveted the old face, very humble to Chen Fan said:

"Adults, we have more than 150 billion yen in assets and control the underground world of Kyushu Island. We have a huge territory in both Fukuoka and Kumamoto. I am willing to give it to you. You will be the master of this land, whether it is a beautiful girl, a distinguished lady, a super-popular actress in the entertainment industry, I can send them to your bed whenever you want."

Xue Dai Qian Xiong is an old fox, quickly saw it, the real core is Chen Fan.

As long as he can serve Chen Fan well, Xue Daisha is not worth mentioning. In the view of Xue Dai Qianxiong, Chen Fan only took a fancy to the appearance of Xue Daisha, and Xue Daijia controlled half of Kyushu Island. What kind of beautiful beauty could not be found? It is the big star of the Japanese performing arts industry. The snow-generation family has the ability to coerce and lure, let them sleep with Chen Fan for one night.

"No, I have a better choice."

Chen Fan smiled lightly and reached out to the top of Xue Xiong’s head. In the eyes, the blue eyes of the scorpion are shot fiercely, and the huge gods are poured into the minds of Xue Xiong. The snow-filled body with a smile on his face was stiff and trembled fiercely, as if he couldn’t bear the huge mind of Chen Fan, his head seemed to explode.

Seeing this scene, Xue Daisha bowed his head with respect and respect.

Now she, I am afraid that even the thought of betraying Chen Fan will not rise.

After the news of the Soul Shrine, I got the news of the Zuo Shishen Shrine from the Sekisuke of the Snow. Chen Fan will be turned into an idiot by the overbearing secret law, and he will hand it over to Xue Daisha. As for the future of Xue Dai Qianxiong, Chen Fan is lazy.

"Zuoshen Shrine, the original origin, is the **** of the strong gods through the Shinto conversion, survived?" Chen Fan touched his chin, thinking of the news from the snow generation Qianxiong.

At this point, he is lying comfortably in the luxurious spa pool.

On both sides, there is a pair of pretty girls wearing only tulle standing next to them. The girl's delicate body is in the mist of mist. They are very beautiful, childish, and they are only looking at high school, and their looks are similar. Usually in school, I am afraid that they are all school-level characters, no worse than Jiang Churan.

But at this time, he was respectful and sat on the stone platform, helping Chen Fan to squint his shoulders with delicate little hands. However, they still have a trace of horror in their looks, watching Chen Fan like watching ghosts and gods.

Chen Fan was unreasonable, and closed his eyes to think about the left-hand shrine.

Formerly the North Xuan Xianzun as a vertical and horizontal universe, what kind of beautiful beauty did he enjoy? These girls are not in his eyes at all. In contrast, Zuo Shishen is more interested in him.

"Also, if you can't step into the innate, even if it is a sea monk, you will live for a hundred and fifty years. Even if there is any extension of the medicine, the fruit, live up to the age of one hundred and eighty. But after the body is dead, the soul But it can survive for hundreds of years. If you use the power of Shinto's faith to worship, you can really maintain more. But this godland, it is too water."

Thinking of this, Chen Fan disdainfully smiled.

If it is a real deity, there is a strong flesh, a magical instrument, a Taoism, and a martial arts secret law, it is now Chen Fan, even if it can win, it will cost a lot of hands and feet. But this left-handed god, the body has long since decayed, leaving only a little soul. Even if it is the soul of the gods, but where is it in the eyes of Chen Fan? He casually thought of the seventeen and eight secret laws, each of which was the death of God.

"Inner strength training, reforming the atmosphere, practicing the gods in the gods. After practicing in the sea of ​​gods, the soul can be separated from the flesh and live independently for several days. If there are such conditions as the Zuo Shishen Shrine, it can even survive for dozens of hundred years. But without the flesh, what about the cultivation of ghosts? Life is innate hopeless. Only when you step into the innate, is it really open the door to cultivate the immortal." Chen Fan shook his head slightly.

In addition to the left-handed god, the other things like Qianhe Zhenhong are not in his eyes. If it was not for the integration of Xue Daisha to complete the power of the snow-generation family, he had already stepped over the entire left-hand shrine.

When I was thinking about it, suddenly a soft footstep came.

I saw Xuedaisha, wrapped in a white towel, revealing white shoulders and long white legs. The chest gully is deep, and the ******** is coming.

She stepped into the hot spring step by step and went to Chen Fan.

"Master, do you want me to serve you?" In the fog, the suburbs of Xuedaisha are vivid, red-faced, but look at Chen Fan with a supple look.

At this time, Chen Fan, in her mind, is almost like a god. Don't say let her serve, it is to let her go to death, Xue Daisha can't go against it.

"I am still a virgin." Xue Daisha bowed slightly and was ashamed.

Her pretty face is reddish, her hair is up, like the ancient palace lady in the lady painting, she is beautiful.

"How is your family taking over?" Chen Fan did not lift his eyelids and his fingers hit the marble steps.

Xue Daisha saw it, and suddenly he saw it in his eyes, but it was still a soft road: "Under the master's majesty, the other people in the snow-generation family are completely afraid to resist. My uncle, Xue Daiguang Iro, is the first to vote, I have sent him to gather each The power of the region, the group. For the most days, the entire snow generation will be in your hands."

"This is good, there is the news of the snow-collected family, I don't have to worry about the ghosts fleeing." Chen Fan nodded lightly.

Chen Fan was alone, came to Japan, was unfamiliar with life, and had no news at all. If you rely on yourself, I am afraid that even the left-hand shrine can't find it anywhere. So he took the snow to the sand and was ready to let the snow family take over the family. Relying on the snow-headed family, it is very convenient to do anything.

"Master, you are a god-like figure, how can the left-hand **** be your opponent." Xue Daisha is a compliment of the taming.

"Ok."

In this regard, Chen Fan did not respond, but continued to close his eyes and continue to cultivate.

How long is the road to practice? However, Chen Fan can be on the top of the universe in five hundred years, no matter talent and diligence, it is absolutely quite a lot. When Xue Daisha saw it, he silently stayed with him. Mei looked at Chen Fanru’s marble-cut face and was so mad.

Ps: First, the author continues to write the second more o(n_n)o (to be continued.)