Rebirth – City Cultivation

The black knife squats gently.

"boom!"

At that moment, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the sun and the moon rise and fall!

Such as the waterfall-like black knives, tearing the void, stirring the chaos, even the thunder of the sky was spurred, turned into countless dragon-shaped electric mans, from the air to Chen Fan hit.

For example, Peng Peng slashed the world of three thousand, and hundreds of millions of black sacred winds, blowing from the secluded, frozen souls, coagulation cold god. All the monks who saw this knife were all in vain.

"The power of Heavenly King!"

Zhao is a singer.

When a Tianbao is completely awakened, you can play the power of the Yuan Ying class for a short time. That shocked the Milky Way, letting a large mountain tomb collapse, and numerous knives that had been wiped out by the lines, Zhao Xianxian had never seen this life. In his view, whether it is Wang Xuanlong, the dust, or the previous thirteen elders, in front of this knife, they are like ants.

It can be said that any slashing of the knives is enough to easily kill the longevity.

"This is the real treasure, and the sword is still a lot worse than it." Lin Wuhua stared at the sky, and the road was full of heavens and knives. trembling.

As for the two daughters of Yun Yier, they were so scared that they were shivering. If they were not sheltered by Zhao, they were the first few monks, and they were shaken into pieces as early as the power.

at this time.

All the creatures within a thousand miles, all horrified. Many monks who were thousands of miles away were shocked and looked at the knife that smashed the sky in the far distance.

"Does the king fight?"

"Not good, run away, be careful with the fish."

"I am in the wilderness of the North, how many years have not had a strong monarch to fight."

They are either horrified, or shocked, or confused. But no matter anyone, my heart is shocked to the extreme. Yuan Ying Tianjun is high on the top, overlooking all beings, and may not be exposed once in a few hundred years. It is the giant of the longevity.

As a result, even today, even such giants will suddenly fight, and they will surely break down. I am afraid that half of the ancient medicine county will be destroyed.

In fact, the peaks of a hundred miles have collapsed at the first moment, the power of terror has spread more, and more giant trees and hills, which are thousands of feet high, have turned into dust in the mysterious winds.

In the face of this smashing sun and moon, Chen Fanju raised his eyebrows and slanted a sword to intercept:

"Sword breaks the star river."

This is Chen Fan’s Supreme Sword of Enlightenment from Yun Tianjun’s sword. It’s here today, and it’s a natural response. I saw half of the sky, while the starry sea, while the clear sky, the appearance of the opposite, only a magical sword mark, divided into three realms, cut open chaos.

Make up the clock **** show, yin and yang cut faint!

The power of this sword, with Chen Fan's no mana, coupled with the quasi-Tianbao urging, Wei can be terrible.

But the next moment.

"when!"

The sword field was broken instantly. Chen Fanlian was brought to the ground by the wind and fell into the earth in the autumn. He broke into a huge crack of several tens of kilometers long, just like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa.

"the host!"

"Chen predecessors!"

Zhao has three people, and he is worried about calling out.

Hey.

A heavenly magic, from the thousands of feet of the heart and flew out. Chen Fan was half-brown in the body, but shrouded in the black iron armor, holding the sword in his hand, still the flames of the sky.

"It turns out that there is a quasi-tianjia on your body. It's no wonder that I can block me. But the next hit is your last day." Feng Ziqiu holds a black knives, overlooking Chen Fan, his voice is cold.

"war!"

Chen Fan Chongtian, the war is like a storm.

His Qing Emperor was a long-lived, almost immortal body, and the body that had been created before, began to recover between the fingers. In particular, two pieces of quasi-Tianbao are in hand, and after a full awakening, Wei can be awkward.

"Huh!"

At this time, Chen Fan shrouded in infinite magic, like a round of black sky, as if the ancient demon king came to the dust. The sword of the heavens is in his hands, and it is even more fierce. A dragon-shaped sword, from the palm of Chen Fan.

The Xinghai emerges, the chaos separates, and the sun and the moon come together.

At this time, Chen Fan pushed a mana to the extreme. Like the boiling sea-like Qing Emperor, the madness penetrates into the sword of the heavens, making the magic more voluminous. The horrible swordsman, sweeping through the mountains, let countless wild woods and hills collapse instantly.

"It's useless."

The wind is not moving in the autumn, just a light shock.

"Hey!"

A knife-like sword, like a dragonfly, was uploaded from the black knives, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye swept the void. Chen Fan was directly shocked by the volley and counted thousands of steps. The blue light of the Zhou dynasty was indefinite. Obviously, even the body was really alive, and almost all of them were shaken.

"Tianbao is too horrible."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xianxian and others took a breath.

Did not shoot at all, just shaking the blade, it repelled Chen Fan's peak blow. Is this the power of Tianjun? Knowing this moment, they only know the horror of a Yuan Ying Tianjun.

But Chen Fan is not afraid, still killing.

"Booming!"

In the void, there is a huge energy fluctuation.

A knife and a sword, tearing chaos, cutting open the void, the whole thousand miles round, hit the ground cracked, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and even the battlefield has a tendency to shift outward. Countless monks and tens of thousands of miles away, the wolf rushed to the spurs.

Three thousand miles away, the sky is in the sky.

Two men and one woman were juxtaposed and watched the battle.

"Luo Ge, you feel this battle, who wins and who loses?"

Purple moon fairy opens. Her blue silk is like a waterfall, she is slim and charming, and her lips are shining and seductive, with a hint of excitement and guilt in her eyes.

"What you should ask is whether Chen Beixuan can survive."

Luo Changsheng, a young boy, said faintly.

"Tianbao is really so powerful?"

The purple moon fairy was surprised to call out.

Chen Fanke is a slogan that smashes the thirteen elders of the elders. It is the strongest player who is at the peak of the longevity list. It is not inferior or even overdone. But can't even stop a Tianbao?

"Tianbao is a crystallization of a heavenly life. It can be a short-lived attack. It is far from being a golden monk. If Chen Beixuan can display it, he can also resist the heavenly and earthly taboos. However, at this time, he was caught in a thunderstorm and was attacked by two roads. Even if the longest-ranked leader ranked first in the position of Jun Aocheng, he was dead."

Luo Changsheng asserted.

When he spoke, Chen Fangang was beaten by Lei Guang, and the black knife smashed down and smashed his half body. If it was not the protection of the ancient devil, and Chen Fan’s body was strong, I am afraid this knife It will fall.

But even then, Chen Fan was pushed into the wind.

At this time, he argued that the combat power is not much weaker than that of the ancient demon, but the mana was mostly robbed by the thunder, and the front was more violent and could only support.

"Chen Beixuan is dead."

Millions of miles away, through the long-distance tactics, the Tianjun family of the warriors who observed this battle, their faces are not smiling.

"I said, Feng Shuzu personally shot, plus black knives. Even if Jun Aocheng, Luo Changsheng is here, have to fall. You know, my family's black knives, that year was the sorrow of the heavenly king ""

The main home of the wind home.

"You can't care, be careful that Chen Beixuan runs away."

Hu Yuanzhang opened his mouth.

But his face is relatively relaxed, and it is clear that the overall situation has been fixed.

At this time, Chen Fan is indeed caught in an unprecedented hard battle. The power of Tianbao after waking up is really horrible, and it is almost shot by Tianjun. Before he had passed the thunder, the mana on his body could not compete against the power of the heavenly king.

"Hey!"

Feng Ziqiu holds a knife and slanted.

The black knives shine with the brilliance of the world, sharp and boundless, tearing space.

"Dangdang!"

In the hands of Chen Fan, the sword of the sky, in the hard fight many times, could not bear it, directly uttered a whine, broken into two pieces from the middle. Quasi-Tianbao on material power, after all, is not as good as Tianbao.

"Snapped."

Chen Fan abandoned the sword.

From the swordsmanship, he took out a red-red rifle, and shot a slap in the sky, picking up countless waves of fire, turning into a suzuki, and once again facing the autumn.

"It’s the Suzaku gun of my family."

Ning family, the face is directly black.

Lianshan County Ningjia, known as the refining fire. The Suzaku gun is a well-known quasi-treasure of their family. As a result, in the last battle, Chen Fan’s hand was low. He did not expect Chen Fan to kill the enemy at this time.

"But there is no skill in controlling the treasures of my family. How can he play the strength of the quasi-Tianbao?"

Ningjia’s family can’t figure it out.

Whether it is Tianbao or quasi-Tianbao, you must have the blood of the original owner, or the treasure control method, in order to control. Therefore, the Zhongtian Jun family has not been worried about the thirteen pieces of Zhun Tianbao that fell into the hands of Chen Fan, and they believe that they will be able to get it back.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan has taken out the Suzaku gun.

"Hey."

I saw the fire and phoenix long, the Zhu bird.

There are thousands of phoenixes in the phoenix, and the half of the day is red, the red flames are burning, and the vast land is turned into a lava lake. Even the mountains are burned into candles.

This masterless gun, in the hands of Chen Fan, bursts out of unprecedented power, even far better than the elders of the Ning family.

But useless.

"Dangdang."

After the seven or eight strikes, the Suzaku gun can only scream, and is suddenly smashed by the knives. The phoenix phoenix whispers more, and when it is broken into countless Mars. The gap between the quasi-Tianbao and the real Tianbao is unobstructed.

"Black Wind Dzi Beads."

"Too one destroys the sword."

"The demon gods are dying."

Next, in the hands of Chen Fan, the quasi-Tianbao of each major family changed out and met Fengziqiu.

Seeing this scene, whether it is the Hu family, the Feng family, the home of the Ning family, all face ugly, like eating flies. Whenever the wind fell in the autumn and fall, and smashed a quasi-Tianbao, they felt a pain in their hearts.

Although Zhun Tianbao does not enter Tianbao, it has many defects, and in the end, it can exert a glimmer of power. In the hands of the great Tianjun family, there are only a few pieces. Now it is destroyed here, which is equivalent to the broken half of the family.

"This **** Chen Beixuan!"

Hu Yuanzhang and others bite the Asian teeth.

It’s just that they still have doubts in their hearts. Chen Fan is not a family member, nor has he practiced various exercises. How do you control the prestige?

"The forty-eighth knife."

Fengzi autumn faceless expression, after Chen Fan's last quasi-Tianbao was shattered, holding a knife in hand, indifferently looking at Chen Fan: "Now, no quasi-Tianbao, what do you use to block me?"

On the black knives, the knives are flustered and traversing the sun and the moon.

At this time, Chen Fan was stunned and his mouth was bleeding. The ancient demon armor on his body was broken as early as the thirty-sixth knife. Now, only the broken green clothes are covered on the body, and they are unarmed, just like the chicks to be slaughtered.

Whether it is Lin Wuhua, or Mu Hongti three women, all face is like earth.

But Chen Fan is not afraid, but his face is smiling.

"Why are you laughing?"

Feng Ziqiu is holding a knife.

"You didn't find it? The thunderstorm is over." Chen Fan slowly closed his eyes and said softly.

Feng Ziqiu squatted and looked up. Sure enough, I saw the thunderclouds of three thousand miles, and the smoke disappeared, leaving only a clear sky and a blue wash.

"How about that? Without the help of the thunder, I will marry you."

The wind is sneer in the autumn, and his figure is skyrocketing, turning into a high.

In his hands, the black sword is high, and there is a long and sturdy knife, and the whole void is split into two halves. Both yin and yang are broken, and the sun and the moon are divided. At this time, the entire sky, only the black and white ink knife.

This knife.

Chaos of the heavens and the earth, the night comes!

Under this knife that separates the world, Chen Fan sighs:

"This means... my body is complete."

After that, Chen Fan raised his hand. A white, crystal-clear palm, gently sticking out, like the most ordinary mortal hand. In the incredible gaze of Feng Ziqiu, in the shocking screams of countless people, the tens of thousands of knives are firmly held in the palm of your hand, without hurting!

At that moment, the sky was underground and there was silence.

All the spectators are silent.