Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Hey."

Each of these masks represents a magical symbol drawn by a fairy, which is extremely powerful enough to withstand the bombardment of tanks and cannons. The general state of the gods is to join forces to attack for three days and three nights, and they may not be able to break open.

However, the sword is a silk, it is one of the high-end swordsmanship of sword repair, and it is unbreakable and unbreakable.

It is also from Chen Fan's full blow.

Today's Chen Fan, who entered the peak of the Shenhai, is purely in terms of real yuan, not inferior to ordinary immortals. His power to raise his hand is a blow to the land.

"Hey!"

I saw the first layer of light curtain, which was smashed without supporting for half a second, and then. The golden sword silk, in one breath, broke through the seven magical symbols, and then went slowly.

"Good again!"

Chen Fan’s eyes are so angry.

He squeezed his sword. The golden sword silk was surrounded by the air, and again with the sword and thunder. Viewed from the outside, it is like a gold thread on the colorful ball.

The magical symbols of the refining of the immortals, although powerful, but after a thousand years, the aura dissipated nearly half. It was again smashed by Chen Fan. For a time, the ball of light was crumbling, and it was obvious that it would not last long.

"tear."

Those who saw this scene are all in vain.

"Ye Qing Cang uses the power of the heavens and the earth, the ancient secrets of the ancient gates, the strike of the immortals, but still can not stop Chen Beixuan a sword. Who is this guy? Is it true that the world is not a fairy?"

Oleg's face was dignified and he shook his head.

The golden priests and others, also dawned on looking at Chen Fan.

"It has not been born for decades, I thought it was invincible in the world. I did not expect that there are two enchanting Ye Qingcang and Chen Beixuan. Ye Qingcang is already the first person under the land fairy, but Chen Beixuan...he really did not Advance to the land fairy?"

The golden priest was amazed.

The triumph of Chen Fanyi’s sword, all beyond the boundaries of the gods, reached another level. Ye Qing Cangchun, with his own power, couldn’t do anything with Chen Fan. Either you have to borrow the power of heaven and earth, or you need to use the magic charm.

"Ye Qing can't hold it anymore. If he has no other means, he will lose it!"

Guga Master.

Others, all faceted.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Fan did not have any cards at all. He is invincible in the world of the earth's body, nine from the sword array, magical armor; including the suppression of the United States' five elements of the gods, and the destruction of the island to destroy the island, did not appear.

With a handle of Yuanjian, the area has already forced Ye Qingcang into death.

Even Ye Qing Qing is not Chen Fan’s opponent. On this planet, who else can play Chen Fan? Everyone has a heart like a valley. Including Wang Jia, Xiao Jia and others, they also looked at this scene nervously.

"broken!"

Ye Qingcang obviously also knows that this time is a critical moment. The fierce figure is moving, and the whole person is full of blood, like a blood dragon, and rises from the sky. He held a quirky black dagger in his hand and squatted on the golden silk.

"Dangdang!"

A crisp metal humming sound.

The golden sword silk, which is invincible, was stopped.

"Oh, with the technique of slashing swords that I have displayed, the general spirit can't stop it. It is the middleware that may be damaged. The treasure that Ye Qingcang got from, is it the top quality ?"

Chen Fan is very different.

But he couldn't see clearly. Ye Qingcang already had a black dagger, and Dangdang and Gong Yuanjian continued to collide. On the back of Yuan Jianjian, carrying the true power of Chen Fan’s horror. Every time Ye Qingcang hits, his body shape will retreat dozens of meters.

After the Seven Swords, Ye Qing was born and repulsed by 500 meters, away from the peak of Yan.

At this time, Chen Fan had already reached the top of the mountain, and he was one step closer to the top of the mountain. From the beginning to the end, Ye Qingcang did not let Chen Fan stop the next step, even himself was forced to retreat.

"open!"

Ye Qingcang was furious and held a black short sword with a volley.

"Hey."

A **** sword mans, spread from the black short sword, instantly turned into a **** sword of more than 20 feet long. The sword is like a **** river that falls straight for nine days.

There is not a sword, but a shallow sword mark appears on the ground of half a mountain. Many maple trees, split into two. Even the mountain seems to be shaking. The power of this attack is not inferior to Lin Yi’s sword, which is enough to open the mountain.

"It turned out to be the top quality, Ye Qingcang, you are lucky."

Chen Fan’s hole shrinks and he is slightly astonished.

The top quality of the instrument, can be different from the ordinary spirit, more powerful than the average Chinese spirit. On the quality of power, it has already been equivalent to Chen Fan’s ‘five seals’. There are just five multi-functions and five elements of the gods. But even then, in general, the immortals can't get the top quality, even in the treasure house of the Dark Arbitration Department.

Even the sharpness of the above spirits is enough to open the body of the fairy, even Chen Fan does not dare to pick up.

"However, if it is a Lingbao, I am still jealous of three points. What is the best thing about the area?"

Chen Fan laughed haha.

Lingbao is the real magic weapon, born and spiritual. Ordinary refining monks are in their hands, and they can all fall into the innate. It is Chen Fan who does not dare to swear the power of Lingbao, but it is only a good spirit, not to let Chen Fan be afraid.

"go with."

I saw that Chen Fan’s whole person went straight to the sky and turned into a long-awaited cyan dragon, just like a raging dragon.

Among the blue light, the dragon is vivid. The dragon head, the dragon head, the antlers, the scales, and the dragon claws are all perfect. Chen Fan did not borrow any protection. He relied on the power of the flesh and the real yuan to harden the black dagger.

"Dangdang."

In an instant, Chen Fan and Ye Qingcang continued to fight seven or eight strokes.

Chen Fan’s fist, Jing Jingying, is like a sapphire glass, very hard.

He avoided the sharp edge of the top-quality sword, and each punch took a magical trajectory and hit the back of the sword. Chen Fan danced two fists, like the fierce slamming of a giant hammer, and the **** swordsman trembled.

The top quality of the instrument, power is incredible, if held in the hands of a fairy, enough to reinvent Chen Fan.

But Ye Qingcang is not a fairy, but the black short sword is fine, but Ye Qingcang has been swayed by a huge force of great power. He has repeatedly turned back, his hands and feet are numb, and he almost couldn’t hold the black dagger.

"Come back!"

Chen Fan Qing Mang is empty, like a tough war dragon, shawl black hair flying, the eyes are like a wave.

Ye Qingcang also came out with fire.

"Hey."

The short sword in his hand was smeared with a smudge, and a rare assassination sword was displayed. Every sword is attacked from the perspective of smashing, and the sword is slanting and full of old-fashioned.

A lot of blood is awning.

Shangpin Ling, how sharp, can hurt the land fairy. But Chen Fan is more powerful.

I saw Chen Fan's ten-handed swaying, like the top piano master, and the swallows slammed on the surface of the black dagger.

"Hey."

Ye Qing Cang's body shape is shocking.

I only felt that my short sword was smashed by a huge hammer in an instant. The shock of his wrist is numb, and he can hardly hold the black dagger. As a result, suddenly the door opened wide, revealing a huge flaw.

"not good."

Ye Qingcang’s pupils shrank and his heart screamed, but it’s too late.

Seeing Chen Fan's hands clasped together, he made a lotus-like imprint and gently printed it on his chest.

"It’s awkward."

Protected around Ye Qingcang, the remaining seven or eight spirits. In front of this lotus mark, it is like a crisp glass, as if it is a blow. Chen Fan hit a hard punch and broke through a lot of fairy tales, and his life was printed on the chest of Ye Qingcang.

Zhenwu thirty-sixth, nineteenth, Qianlianhua!

This blow, although the power is not as good as the 'Sun and Moon', but it is very concise. Putting all the true elements and strengths together in a boxing seal is a must. It is the five Dukes of Black who are here, and they will be smashed by Chen Fan. The celestial beings may not be able to survive.

Ye Qingcang is the same.

"Hey!"

I saw him spurting out of blood, and his body shape was instantly inverted, just like a sharp arrow.

Ye Qingcang instantly crossed the top of the sky and slammed into another mountain. The mountain peaks violently and was directly knocked out of a huge human cavity. I don't know how many meters deep, even a huge stone of a house size, is broken by hard hits.

"Ye Qing Cang lost?"

Those who saw this scene were all shriveled.

Ye Beichen, Ye Yiren and others are even more changed. The Kunlun people, if they were killed, could not believe it. Invincible in China, Ye Qingcang, who was on the summit of the gods, lost. How can this be?

"Xiao Lao, you are wrong."

Wang Zhongguo shouldered his hands and looked at the old rivals on the opposite side.

Xiao Lao’s face was blue and green, and he said nothing. Everyone in the Xiao family, including Xiao Changfeng, was uneasy and his heart trembled. Ye Qingcang is the backing of Xiao's family. If Ye Qingcang loses the North, how can Xiaojia sit still in the position of Yanjing's first big family?

Other Yanjing patriarchs also looked ugly, and Chen Fanruo won. By then, the entire Yanjing had to tremble under his feet. Many ethnic patriarchs have to rely on Chen Fan and the Wang family's breath. As for Zhang Yu, he was scared to kneel on the ground and shivered.

"Hey, Chen Beixuan really wants to be invincible."

Countless dark powers, martial arts masters, shaking their heads again and again.

Although Ye Qingcang began to show the power of being far superior to the average person, driving the world is not inferior. However, Chen Fan is truly powerful and incredible. With one person's strength, it is hard to beat the world.

In the end, Ye Qingcang defeated the North, and everyone was expected.

Many gods also shook their heads and sighed. Their eyes were extremely high. Naturally, it was a horror to see Chen Fan’s last punch. That condenses the spirit of the whole body in one blow, but it is a boxing skill that must be killed. Ye Qingcang can't stop this punch unless he advances to the land fairy.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Qingcang was dead, Chen Fan frowned and looked at the cave:

"Strange, he is not a part of the realm of the scene, with my Qianlianhua strike, it should be directly blasted. But when I hit him on the chest, I feel wrong."

"That is the body of the earth, and... the innate spirit?"

PS: The third is more OO