Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Boom!"

With the arrival of Chen Fan, this big city that stands on the top of the mountain is like a sudden awakening.

A layer of large-scale phalanx, unfolding outside the city of the wind, like a lotus bloom. Only the blue light shines, the black mans shakes the sky, and the beast is awkward. There are countless outliers. Splendid mountains and rivers, big days and ups and downs, black dragons swallowing the sky... each layer is out of phase, which represents a powerful legal array.

"Hey."

At that time, the Northern Cold King City had a major array of eighteen, and it was called a solid soup. In front of this wind-stricken city, there are more than one hundred in the case of the law. Each of the squadrons is a top-level strategist, exhausted with painstaking efforts, and spent a lot of financial power.

Any monk of Jindan, in the face of a layer of law, must be tricky, and all efforts may not be able to break. What about the overlap of hundreds of law circles today?

However, Chen Fan’s face is indifferent, and his eyes are full of joy and no sadness. In the eyes of hundreds of sects, the squadron of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of

"Chen Daoyou, and stop."

A stream of light flew out of the city of the wind, and turned into a black old man.

The old man is tall and thin, his eyes are sharp and sharp like an eagle, the tiger is watching the wolf, and the air is swallowing like a tiger. At this time, the Lord of the Heavenly Family, the face is awe-inspiring:

"My Feng family and Taoist friends have no resentment and no complaints. Why do the friends of the road have to come to the door and think that I am good at bullying?"

"No enmity and no grievances? You Fengjia repeatedly sent people to kill me, let Feng Ziqiu carry black knives, when I robbed, slammed into killing. Is this no hatred?" Chen Fanhe smiled.

"What do Daoyou say? Feng Ziqiu's aunt has been seated thousands of years ago. The black knife is the treasure of my family's town, and has been enshrined in the ancestral hall. It has not been moved for thousands of years. Chen Daoyou must I have listened to some rumors, misunderstood my style, but don’t be fooled."

The wind has no grief and heart disease.

"I saw the black knives disappear here, is it a misunderstanding?" Chen Fan sighed for a long while.

"Absolutely misunderstanding, this must be some small people, want to blame me for the wind home." The wind has no face to face, and it is a slap in the face. "Chen Daoyou as Dan Wang, don't be a villain, let the loved ones hurt, the enemy is fast."

"Well, you open the squad, let me enter the ancestral home, and see if I attacked me. Is it really a black knife?" Chen Fan said lightly.

"This is impossible. The black knives are the treasures of my family's ancestors. They are extremely honorable. No one can touch them except the head of the family and the elders."

"You agree and agree, and you agree to disagree."

Chen Fan smiled indifferently, lifted his foot and stepped forward, and the blue-gold light curtain spread out under his feet. It was like a light path and went straight to the windy city. Suddenly stirred up a layer of large-scale reaction.

"What do you mean by Daoyou? Do you want to force me to be a windy city?"

The wind is wild and cold, and the sinister road:

"Chen Beixuan, don't blame the old man for not reminding you. I am a windy family and even a family of heavenly kings. The depth of the foundation is far from the imaginable show of your late show. All this is for the villain to plan and choose Since you and I fight, the fishermen are profitable. The Taoist friends will stop, and we can still be safe. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being angry. When it is, what about Dan Wang? Smash!"

"boom!"

With the wind nowhere to say.

In the city of the wind, it suddenly evoked a vast atmosphere.

These breaths, each of them is to the extreme, far above the Golden Dan, the thousands of people in the square of the pressure, all crouched on the ground, shivering. In the city of the wind, countless people are densely packed. I don’t know how many strong people and killings are in the city, waiting for Chen Fan to arrive.

"Noisy!"

Chen Fan was scorned, his fingers were slightly bounced, and the wind-free figure was suddenly blasted.

"Chen Beixuan, you are so bold!"

In the city of the wind, there was a roar.

In the depths of the Feng family's ancestral land, there is no shortage of wind in the water mirror. Although he was only a detachment outside, but Chen Fan was so popular in public, he was undoubtedly putting his face on the head of his home, and stepping on his feet.

Next, Chen Fan took a step and went to the sky above the windy city. His eyes sparkled and the flames shook.

The shocking battle of this one-man enemy has finally begun.

...

Outside the city of the wind, countless monks are watching.

Not only the local Zongmen family in Ziwei County, but also the entire Northern Wilderness, the major families, the Dan League, and the Taiyizong, all bet their eyes.

"One person fights a family. Since the Wang Xinghe boarded the position of Tianjun, and pressed the nine great Tianjun family, how many years have there been in the northern wilderness, no such grand occasion." Wu Jiatai, the elder of the elder, sighed.

"Old ancestor, do you think that His Royal Highness will win?"

Wu Qingyan asked.

"The Tianjun family has a profound foundation, and the Feng family has been operating in the Windy City for a long time. I don’t know how many foundations and legal arrays. Although this kid doesn’t know how, it’s soaring, the body is so powerful that it’s incredible, even bare-handed, but It’s hard to find a way out of the wind!” Wu Wending shook his head.

"However, even if he is not suitable for the wind, he can now be able to withstand the wind, and the wind home can't help him. If he wants to come, he wants to leave. In the end, I am afraid that the wind will still bow."

Everyone in the Wu family heard it, and all of them were shocked.

As a family of heavenly monarchs, Ziyan Fengjia is now being shackled outside the door, but there is nothing to help. This makes many Wu people who are the same family, can not help but feel a sense of death in the heart of a rabbit.

Not just Wu family.

In Ningjia, Hujia, Taiyizong and other places. Many patriarchs have made similar judgments. Even the wind home itself, so.

The home of the wind home is too strong, and it will not be able to break open easily. Chen Fan re-examines the vast majority, after all, is not a heavenly king, does not have the ability to move mountains and rivers.

"But even if this is the case, the wind is down, this son is also the first person in the North, just under the Star River."

Many people lamented.

...

Chen Fan, who is on the top of the city of the wind, does not think so.

He looked down at the city above the clouds, and he was full of joy and no sadness.

"Chen Beixuan, if you retreat, the old man will not care about your previous rude behavior, the death of Yuqiu, and even write off. You and I do not commit river water, otherwise don't blame the old man to open the foundation, wake up the ancestors, let you know the majesty of the family of Heavenly King ""

The wind is still wild and still sounds.

"Hand over the wind and autumn and the black knives, and you will not die."

Chen Fan calmly said.

"Still!"

"Hurricane!"

"dream!"

A sigh of anger, from the city of the wind.

Then, the black dragon Changming, the big day, the wind whistling. In front of Chen Fan, suddenly turned into a dark, heaven and earth dim, the sun and the moon turned like a chaos. There are countless roads that seem to blow from the depths of the underworld, like a blade, flying and smashing, tearing everything.

Chen Fan knows that this is the opening of the moat of the city. I am afraid that at this time, with the center of the windy city as the center, hundreds of miles are in the scope of the law. Generally, Jin Dan is here, I am afraid that even a breath can not support it, it will be torn by various forces. .

However, Chen Fan did not fear, just standing there, and his body was three feet green. Everything was in the air, and the blade came to him and dissipated automatically.

"You think you can't take the wind house with this turtle shell?"

Chen Fan smiled coldly. "Well, let's take a look at the wind home today. In the face of absolute power, what is the district pattern?"

After that, I saw Chen Fan reaching out and grabbing it far away.

"Boom!"

In the horror of countless people, a vast mountain, rising from the ground, flies to the sky above the windy city, like a meteor in the sky, volcanic squat.

"This?"

The wind is not like the wind, the parents are old, all look up.

Ten thousand feet is dozens of miles. A mountain with a height of dozens of miles is almost the size of a city on earth. When Chen Fan grasped this, he took a city and grabbed it. Then he covered his face and looked at it. How terrible is the power? No less than an asteroid hitting the earth.

"Hey!"

Wanzhang Mountain Peak, slamming into the windy city.

When the block of law was opened, it was seen that the fire and the phoenix were long, the sword was soaring, and the black dragon swallowed the sun. The huge mountain peaks were forcibly blocked under the horrible power of the FDC and quickly disintegrated.

But this is the beginning.

"Second!"

"The third seat!"

"Fourth..."

Chen Fanwan is like a **** in mythology and legend, and has infinite power. When he probed out, he took a giant mountain with a weight of hundreds of millions of tons and roared. Almost every finger, Chen Fan took in hundreds of peaks, and the wind-stricken city was also hit hundreds of times.

"Hey."

These impacts were more intense than once.

Although the law of the wind city, known as the block can not stop, but can not withstand such a hard touch. Chen Fan is trying to suppress people, and he doesn’t want to do anything with you, and to crack the array. There are hundreds of giant mountains under the cover of the skull, even if it is a heavenly king, it may not be able to keep it. Generally, Jin Dan, turned into a powder.

"The power of the heavenly king, this is the true power of the heavenly king."

Countless spectators are in vain.

Master Jin Dan, although he claims to be able to control the world, is driving a hundred miles. But if you want to lift a mountain, the difficulty is a bit big. Like Chen Fan, it’s even more shocking to understate the blame.

"It’s awkward."

Over the windy city, a layer of layer method, in front of this very unreasonable giant force, was smashed by life. After waiting for hundreds of peaks, there are only less than one-third of the squadron in the Windy City.

"call."

When there is no shortage of people in the wind, I want to breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw Chen Fan gently gripping his hand into a fist, and hit it with a punch.

"Before Baishan, just an appetizer, this is my real blow!"

When this fist is out, it is understated, without any slight fluctuations. But the more you push forward, the more ambitious. In the end, the heavens rang, and Wanshan shook. In the void, there is only one huge fist that is hundreds of miles in size. The fist filled the universe, covering everything, as if it could crush everything!

"Hey!"

Under the fist, the city of the wind is like an egg under the hammer. Even a finger does not support it. Countless arrays are broken instantly. In the end, the whole city is like a castle on the beach. .

The monks in the city, no one survived, including all the wind family, such as the wind and no shortage, the wind and no face, all turned into powder.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators are stunned and can't believe it.