Rebirth – City Cultivation

The seven great Shangzong and the burning Tiangu Zijia, all come to the immortals. According to the rules, they can't intervene in the battle of Lantai, but Wuteng Mountain is the son of the elders of Tianleizong. The status is respected. After the death of the world, Tianleizong only has the pillar of the sky.

"boom."

In the void, one person is present, with a black face and a black bear, and the tiger's back is like a bell. It is the land fairy that Tian Leizong came to this time.

"Kid, who gives you the courage to kill me Zong Tianjiao!"

The copper must be smashed, the heavens are majestic, and the sky is lowered, like a mountain.

The elites of Lantai, who have changed their face, have been repaired as poor, have been defeated; the middle is like the Princess of the South, and the face is pale and supportive. Only the Qingjiao, Li Wenchan and other great teachers can still stand in the same place, but they also feel great oppression.

In the field, only Chen Fan and the Emperor, two proud, stand out, such as the breeze.

"You are not convinced, come up and lead to death."

Chen Fan bounced his fingers and his face was cold.

His body smells like a volcano. The injury recovery in these two months, coupled with the realization of the mood of the Nujiang River, let Chen Fan's cultivation climb to the apex, only one layer of the boundary, breaking the barrier of the heavens and returning to the innate. At this time, Chen Fan urgently needed a hearty battle to pay homage to his innate moment.

"Be bold!"

The copper beard was violent, and the gold-colored mans in the palms shone, and it was necessary to crush the palm and crush Chen.

Li Wenchan suddenly opened his mouth:

"People, the dispute between Lantai and Lantai, the outsiders must not intervene."

"Yes, this kid is arrogant, I will naturally educate him. The Master is a fairy godmite. Once he intervenes, he will break the rules." Changsong Daochang also said.

"My generation dispute, I have gone to my own generation."

The emperor said.

Li Wenchan and others are all great patriots and peerless elites. How can we tolerate the need for the bronzes to be shot, this does not mean that they are incompetent, why not Chen Fan, and finally let the immortals intervene? This is what Li Wenchan and others can't accept.

"it is good."

The bronze whiskers shined, and a little taboo swept the emperor, and finally turned away.

Chen Fan stood there with his hand in his hand and his face was as calm as Pinghu. Whether it is Li Wenchan and others, or the copper must be on the people, at this time in the eyes of Chen Fan? Although he has not recovered, he has 70% strength and is enough to sweep.

"Who are you coming to die first?"

Chen Fan’s eyes are light.

"Chen Beixuan, don't be too arrogant, Wu Tengshan is only in the bottom of me, and I can only count the bottom. Before I was more likely to be killed by you, I really thought that with your strength, the ability to press the audience?"

Long Songdao long sneered.

As the chief of Qingxuan Road, although he is not as good as Qingxuan Shaoxing, he has been suffering for more than 40 years. Among the people, he is the oldest, the most cultivated, and more proficient in kendo.

"Dangdang!"

I saw Changsong Road long pinch a sword, and led the sword out of the sheath.

The ancient sword of the pine pattern behind him, the road above the road, like the ancient pines and vigorous, turned into a yellow glow. When the flying sword came out, suddenly the sky flashed through the clouds, and the distance was 100 meters. Changsong Road, the long sword, the ancient atmosphere, steady and calm, step by step for the camp, did not give Chen Fan a chance, prepared to purely overwhelm Chen Fan.

"Long Changdao is not the leader of Qingxuan this generation. Only by this hand 'Cangshan Jianfa', he will chase the Changhe sword fairy. Although Xuan Luo is a Taoist fairy, but in the sword, it is longer than the sword. The pine road is inferior."

Emperor comment.

Everyone suddenly saw a glimpse.

Xuan Luo is the young master of Qing Xuan, the Emperor actually said that his sword method is not as good as Changsong, can be seen to the extent of the swordsmanship of Changsong Dao, to what extent! Many people are not optimistic about Chen Fan.

Especially Yan Xiuer.

She was still elated before, watching Chen Fan dazzling, but now, see Changsong Road, long swords, such as Mount Tai. Suddenly worried.

Hey.

Along the road, the yellow mans, in the air, gather like a mountain sword. Changsong Daochang actually used the gas to condense the mountains, and gathered the infinite swords into a mountain peak, ready to throw the mountains. This swordsmanship is amazing.

Although he has not entered the immortal, but only by this skill, but proud of the audience, deep cultivation in the sea of ​​God.

"If you admit defeat now, I can save you a life."

祁 薇 薇 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏 俏

She is the master of the mixed-door master, and she is deeply loved by the rich. If you really want to protect yourself, even Tian Leizong must be jealous of three points. Everyone shimmered, knowing that Qing Wei is moving the heart of love, Chen Fan can kill Wu Tengshan, whether it is a sneak attack, but the strength is directly chasing the arrogance. If this talent is introduced, the future will become a fairy.

"Ha ha."

Chen Fan smiled lightly, but he ignored it. He only looked at the mountain swordsmanship of Mount Taishan. His face was calm and calm: "Yu Qingwei, the sky you see is too small, and you never know the vastness of the outside world."

After that, Chen Fan stretched out the palm of his hand like a jade, bent out a finger, and faintly went:

"Today, let me take a look at what is truly invincible!"

Changsong Road has been suffering for forty years, and it has become a ten-foot-high yellow sword. It is like a small mountain peak. It is enough to crush the aircraft carrier. And Chen Fan, just a finger to welcome, the cloud is light and windy.

"This guy is still bragging at this time..."

Yan Qingwei brows slightly wrinkled, and his heart does not like it.

She is already looking at Yan Xiu's face, and finally, Chen Fan still does not sell face. In the heart, Yan Qingwei has already sentenced Chen Fan to death and was disappointed.

Yan Xiuer’s tears are all coming out, and I’m anxious to see it, and I see an incredible scene.

"Hey!"

I saw that in front of Chen Fan’s finger, the yellow swordsman of the size of the mountain actually exploded like a bubble, turning into a broken sword. Chang Songdao’s skill in condensing the half-arms is harder than steel, and the result is simply unable to withstand it.

Chen Fan pointed out that it was like a broken bamboo. After breaking Jianmang, in the long horror of Changsong Road, he gently clicked on the tip of the pine-grained sword.

"Hey!"

In the hall, the ancient sword, the pine-grained sword, was actually disconnected from the tip of the sword, and the inch was bursting like a piece of paper. At the end of the day, Chen Fan pointed to a long chest in Changsong Road, and then recovered as water.

The long pine road, the direct volley explosion, turned into a **** fog!

One finger breaks the sword, breaks the ancient sword, kills Changsong!

The whole scene is dead!

Everyone did not expect this is the result.

When I saw the scene with a sneer, I saw this scene, and my smile was stiff on my face, I couldn’t believe it. And Li Wenchan, Zi Tianyu and others, face madness, like ghosts. It is the emperor who also smashed.

Before killing Wuteng Mountain, it can be said that Chen Fan sneaked. However, this finger is long and loose, but it really shows Chen Fan’s invincible power. Rolling down the strength of Tianjiao.

‘How could he be so strong? ’

祁清薇 is in a mess, not willing to believe.

Yunfeng of Yuntian Palace has already stood up.

"This is impossible, you must use the mean way!"

After three fingers.

Yunfeng was shot by Lan Fan on the Lantai and turned into a piece of meat.

After the five fingers.

Also dissatisfied with the demise of this war, this generation of descendants, killer Tian Xuan, was smashed by Chen Fan, turned into a headless body, and threw down Lantai.

This time, no one dares to play a provocation.

Counting Wuteng Mountain, but the area of ​​half a cup of tea, Chen Fanlian killed four Tianjiao. Even Yunfeng, Tianxuan and others are only the bottom of the Dajiao Tianjiao, but these strengths are already horrible. Especially from the beginning to the end, there was only one trick, which was even more frightening.

"This is really no sound, it’s amazing."

The Princess of the Southland shines beautifully.

And Xiu Xiu, directly looking silly, squinting big eyes, a small face confused.

"Amitabha, Xiao Yan will come to Chen Daoyou for a while!"

Li Wenchan stepped out, holding a string of beads in his hand, and the skin shone with faint golden light.

On the left, the purple sky is shining with flames, black hair is angry, and the air is majestic. On the far right, the great world teacher Zhang Yulong has got up, his hands have two long-distance dragons, and the dragons burst into flames.

Finally, there is a top Tianjiao to play.

And once is three!

"Chen Daoyou can choose one person, I have no opinion."

Zhang Yulong laughed, arrogant.

Everyone is turning their eyes to see how Chen Fan chooses. Whether it is Li Wenchan, Zitianyu, or Zhang Yulong, it is not easy to provoke, Chen Fan will face it, it will be a hard fight. With the ability of these top three Tianjiao, it is bound to force Chen Fan's true strength.

The body that Qi Qingwei had to stand up was also slowly sitting down.

She and Li Wenchan and others, only between the bosses, and their own shots, it is better to look at them first.

"You three together, I am in a hurry."

Chen Fan held his hand and stood still. His eyes did not look at Li Wenchan and others, but he was far away from the Longjiang River.

"Hurricane!"

At this moment, with the hearts of three peerless arrogants, I couldn’t help but feel anger. It is the emperor or the Xuan Luo, who dare not take an enemy three, Chen Fan is so attitude, is simply despising all the arrogance.

"boom!"

Zhang Yulong, the most popular temper, shot directly. I saw him in his hands, two golden dragons, directly turned into a long-term ten-year-long dragon, whistling.

The Great World teaches spiritual strength.

Zhang Yulong’s ‘Dragon’s chanting’ is one of the highest and deepest majesty of the seven teachings of the Great World. Legend has it that cultivating to the extreme, one can imagine the eighteen dragons and suppress the world. Although Zhang Yulong has not reached this level, it is also horrible.

"Hey."

Chen Fan took a hand and smashed the golden dragon. Purely condensed by powerful minds, enough to twist the steel column, the incomparable tenacity of the dragon, under the palm of Chen Fan, like a crisp paper.

"I will come to teach."

Purple Tianyu opened the mouth and directly sprayed a purple flame like a child's arm.

The flame made a squeaking sound in the air, and even the void was burned. It is a sacred cult of the purple house of the Tiangu Zijia, known as the refining and immortal. In the hands of Zitian, compared to his younger brother, he did not know much.

"call."

Chen Fan blew a sigh of relief, suffocating into the tornado, and directly blowing the purple flame away.

"it is good!"

Li asked Zen to see the huntering heart, laughing and laughing, striding forward, when the chest kicked. He was covered in Jinmang, like Luohan Lingchen, King Kong reincarnation. The power of that punch is enough to open a golden mountain, and it is invincible. When the younger generation is a generation, no one dares to pick it up.

However, Chen Fan did not evade, let him punch his chest and his hair did not move.

"It's me!"

In the eyes of Li Wenzen's horror, Chen Fan looked up and showed a smile of white teeth, then extended his right hand, gently gripped into a fist, and punched it out.

Heaven and earth change!