Sword Slaying The Heavens

At this time, it was close to Fangshi, and it was already surrounded by monks passing by.

After Chen Fan's icy voice fell, the sword in his hand came out of the sheath with a "clank", and immediately everyone saw a white light flashing like a shooting star. They didn't even see how Chen Fan made the move. The foundation-building disciple of Chengxianzong's head fell to the ground in an instant, turning into white light and disappearing from the spot.

On the huge street, Chen Fan retracted the sharp sword in his hand, and the majestic real energy on his body gradually returned to calm. His delicate face remained indifferent. It was hard to imagine that it was just such a young man who had just ended the battle of several foundation-building disciples in the blink of an eye. life.

He took a light step and walked towards the square city. His graceful back made everyone shudder, and there were only two words in his heart, strong!

"This...isn't this Lingxiao City? Why did he dare to kill people?" At this moment, a disciple who was also dressed in Chengxianzong's costume emerged from the crowd and exclaimed.

At this moment, the others woke up one after another and looked up into the sky.

Then an old man shook his head and said: "This place is already close to Fang City, and is not affected by the prohibition of Lingxiao City!"

"No wonder he looked up just now, but in the blink of an eye, those monks of Chengxianzong died instantly. Is Chen Fan really so powerful? The real body and the heavenly body have condensed golden cores. This must be What kind of terrifying talent?" Someone also said with a face full of shock.

But his question was destined to be unanswerable, and the crowd of onlookers was also shocked at this moment, and after a long time of lingering, they gradually dispersed.

Several other Chengxianzong disciples also came out from the crowd, their faces were pale, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should we do? We are not his opponent at all." One of them asked with a frown.

"Eldest Sister didn't let us anger him, she just told us that if we got his whereabouts, we would report him immediately." The other person had a bitter face.

"Furthermore... I seem to have heard that Eldest Sister later ordered some people to invite him politely. It seems that those senior brothers didn't know about it just now." A young disciple shook his head and said.

"Forget it, fortunately they just fell from heaven, and they will be fine after a few months of cultivation. Let's go and inform the elder sister!" An older disciple of Chengxianzong said in a deep voice, then turned around and went to Lingxiao Hall .

The few people had just left, and the next moment, Chen Fan walked out of the square city with several storage bags in his hand.

Looking at the backs of those Chengxianzong disciples,

Chen Fan's eyes turned slightly cold, just thinking that Mu Yunshui was so anxious to find him, maybe something really happened, so he decided to stay in Lingxiao City for a while.

He had only taken a few steps when a few familiar figures suddenly hurried past him in the distance. They were all not high in cultivation, they were all in the early stage of foundation establishment, but their faces were in a hurry, as if there was something wrong It was a matter of urgency, and at the same time, there were two people looking around vigilantly, guarding against others following.

"Mo Bai, Mo Hu!" Chen Fan was slightly taken aback. He never thought that after so many years, he would see those people from the Pepee Peak again in the Heavenly Court, and that his body could come out of the Demon King Valley alive. Thanks to Mo Bai.

It was just that after the chaos that year, Mo Bai left with Mo Hu and a group of Epee Sword Peak disciples, and went to a distant place to occupy the mountain as king and establish his own power. Unfortunately, Chen Fan himself was also in trouble later on, and he never inquired about them.

"kindness?"

At this time, Chen Fan frowned suddenly. In the place Mo Bai and his party had just passed by, several monks in the foundation establishment period also sneaked up behind them. Chen Fan could still tell that the strongest among the pedestrians were the three monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the strength of the team far surpassed Mo Bai and the others.

After pondering for a few breaths, Chen Fan stepped forward, and at the same time transmitted a sound transmission to a disciple of the Chengxian Sect who was standing not far away, asking him to tell Mu Yunshui that he will wait for him when he comes.

The disciple received the sound transmission inexplicably, and when he heard that someone asked his senior sister to wait for him, the disciple immediately became angry, and was about to show his power, but when he saw Chen Fan's cold eyes glanced at him, he immediately withered, Startled, he secretly said that it was the sound transmission of the young devil king.

"Okay...Okay, I'll tell Eldest Sister." After a slight shudder, the disciple lowered his head to avoid Chen Fan's gaze, and said tongue-tiedly. When he looked up, he realized that Chen Fan had disappeared.

"Such a powerful aura is stronger than many elders in the sect. Could it be that Wan Jianzong...was really wiped out by him?" The disciple looked at the place where Chen Fan disappeared, and muttered to himself with a dull expression.

At this moment, Chen Fan has restrained his momentum, and quietly followed behind the group of people. Mo Bai, Mo Hu and others were also extremely careful, but the group of monks following them seemed to use some kind of reclusive Unexpectedly, Mo Bai and the others failed to find the traces of the talismans and firearms, so they followed closely behind.

And Chen Fan, relying on his own powerful soul, easily hid his tracks, never attracting anyone's attention, and followed far behind.

This really became the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole, but as an oriole, Chen Fan didn't want the cicada to be caught and killed, he followed from afar, but he just wanted to see what purpose these people had.

After a while, they stepped out of the gate of Lingxiao City and entered an endless suburb. The group of monks who followed Mo Bai also suddenly slowed down and whispered to each other, as if they were planning to plan something.

"Brother, it seems that this group of people really didn't notice us this time. They took us around Lingxiao City a few times ago. I didn't expect that this time we borrowed the hermit talisman from the elders in the door, and it really stood up. Great work." A disciple with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks sneered, his eyes fixed on Mo Bai and the others in front of him.

"Huh, I started to notice them dozens of days ago. I have been buying some utensils in the major square markets. I was quite cautious in doing so, but unfortunately I met me. The Yeming Talisman they bought is exactly the same. It will only be used when entering and exiting some caves or underground secret palaces, just let me see it." A man in the middle stage of foundation establishment showed a smile, with a hint of wisdom in his brows, he looked like a smart person who liked to put everything in his hands. It's all in your heart.

"As expected of Senior Brother Liu!" After hearing the words, the others immediately flattered and walked forward.

Only one of the women in the middle stage of foundation establishment frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Liu Feilai, they are just a group of monks in the early stage of foundation establishment and Qi training stage, even if they found some caves and underground palaces, how would you know?" There must be something extraordinary in there? You know, if our gains from this trip are not as good as this hermit talisman, the elder will not let us go easily."

"Senior Sister, don't worry. I approached them when they were buying some utensils before, and some of them accidentally revealed some words when they were discussing with each other." Cultivator Liu walked slowly and smiled confidently.

"What vocabulary?" The woman in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment looked sideways and asked in a low voice, and several other people also looked at the man surnamed Liu at the same time.

The man surnamed Liu seemed to be very pleased with this kind of gaze, and a trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "The strong late Jindan, what is left over!"