Sword Slaying The Heavens

On the altar, a majestic artistic conception pervades, life and death and reincarnation are transformed into a Tai Chi picture, hanging behind Chen Fan, the whole person looks extremely profound, the Dharma is solemn, like the son of heaven.

"This is..." The face of the leader of the Immortal Palace suddenly changed, and he retreated in a hurry. He didn't want to be confronted with this kind of artistic conception. It would only hurt both sides, and he would lose his qualification for the next battle.

"Is Qianlu at the end of his skills, and want to use his artistic conception to challenge me and die together? You are thinking too beautifully. My life is tens of thousands of times more precious than yours." The leader of the Immortal Palace sneered.

However, Chen Fan didn't stop, he condensed his two fingers, and drew across the air, the void was drawn with ripples like the surface of water, and the Dao Yun was extremely rich.

"Are you qualified to challenge me head-on?" Chen Fan's face turned cold, and he stepped forward. Suddenly, the clouds surged in mid-air, and a huge foot manifested. go.

This giant foot was as huge as a mountain, and instantly covered the leaders of the fairy palace and the monks around it. Everyone felt their eyes dimmed, and quickly stepped forward, trying to escape.

However, the speed of this giant foot is too fast, formed by Chen Fan's artistic conception, the coercion is very huge, an eye for an eye, since the opponent bombarded with a giant fist, Chen Fan returned the opponent with a giant foot.

At the gathering place, many monks who were concerned about the battle on Chen Fan's side were in an uproar.

The sixteenth prince of Fengguo shook his head and sneered, his eyes were full of hatred: "Simple-minded trash, people with a little bit of brain would know to take medicine to recover from injuries at this time, this person is actually fighting with his life, really stupid !"

The bald bird half-closed his eyes, glanced at him disdainfully, and then smiled: "No wonder your elder brother died under Chen Fan's hands, it turns out that both brothers are idiots!"

"What did you say?" The sixteenth prince was furious, and turned to glare at the bald bird.

However, when he turned around, he discovered that the bald bird had disappeared without a trace, hidden in the vast sea of ​​people, he clenched his fists tightly, and had nowhere to vent, and the girls behind him did not dare to say any more, quietly Stand aside quietly.

After the bald bird flashed into the crowd, his eyes looked at the ancient battlefield in midair again, and he shook his head and said with emotion: "This kid is really ruthless, others are here to fight for the first place, and he actually wants to use this to fight Opportunity to break through, put yourself in a dangerous situation, and want to break the bottleneck of the artistic conception, this kind of swordsmanship is really not many people dare to go."

...

boom!

at the same time,

There was also a loud noise in the ancient battlefield. Chen Fan locked the leader of the Immortal Palace with his giant feet condensed in his artistic conception. Everyone else escaped from this range, but the moment the leader flew out of the edge, he was suddenly trampled by the giant feet. When he got down, he slammed the altar with his sword, raising a layer of dust.

"Ah..." The leader of the Immortal Palace blushed angrily, and roared loudly. This feeling was too humiliating. To be stepped down by someone, and half of his face was directly stepped on the foot, this pair of leaders Say, what a shame!

"I want you to regret coming to this world!" A burst of purple glow suddenly erupted from Qiaochu's body, and a powerful artistic conception suddenly gushed out, condensing into a huge fairy garden, evolving from him, and propping up that giant foot vigorously.

Seeing this, the nearby leaders suddenly changed their expressions, and said in astonishment: "This is... the master of the Immortal Palace's magic formula for becoming famous, the Immortal Court Technique! A powerful formula that focuses on the soul!"

"It's really not easy for Liu Feng to summon half of the fairy garden!"

"This person joined the Immortal Palace earlier than the three talents and two queens. I didn't expect his strength to be so strong. He is already close to the three talents and two queens of the Immortal Palace."

"break!"

Amidst the discussions of several onlookers, Liu Feng, the leader of the Immortal Palace, suddenly gave a deep drink, and the fairy court on his body became crazily enlarged. Immediately, a holy white glow bloomed in the fairy courtyard, and the giant feet condensed by Chen Fan's artistic conception were annihilated in an instant, turning into a ball of breath and dissipating.

Chen Fan's figure shook slightly, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but this injury was nothing to him, the avenue in his body was still strong and bright, this was his greatest achievement in the past two years, the artistic conception of life and death reincarnation had been eliminated He has cultivated to a terrifying state.

"Haha, trash is trash after all. Do you really think you can suppress me? Now, it's my turn!" Liu Feng stood in the huge fairy garden, covered by the holy white light of the fairy garden, laughing fiercely, eyes Full of anger, he wants to vent his revenge and wash away the humiliation he suffered just now.

"In front of Xianting, you are just a poor ant, you still don't kneel down!" He looked at Chen Fan and shouted loudly.

"Noisy!"

Chen Fan's expression was indifferent, and with a sudden wave of his big hand, the Taiji diagram behind him suddenly turned rapidly, and a more powerful artistic conception gushed out like a deep water, like a roaring waterfall, condensing a more powerful image in the air. The solid giant feet suddenly stepped on Liu Feng's fairy court, the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

boom!

There was a deafening loud noise, the giant foot suddenly collapsed, and the entire imaginary fairy garden was instantly smashed into pieces, and it collapsed immediately. Liu Feng was once again trampled down by the giant foot, with his face facing the altar , was stepped down severely.

The few leaders who watched the battle around were dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief!

"How is this possible? The holy fairy court was trampled into pieces like this?"

"What is the black-and-white picture behind him? It looks so Yin-Yang, but its artistic conception is far from Yin-Yang!" A leader looked at Chen Fan with a condensed expression, and his eyes fell on the Tai Chi picture behind him.

Not far away, Mu Yunshui also opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were full of astonishment, she knew Liu Feng's strength very well, especially this Immortal Court Art, which was created by the owner of the Immortal Palace, which evolved the power of the soul to a great extent As an attack method, the power is very powerful, but now it is crushed by Chen Fan in less than a few breaths.

"It's the Celestial Eye Art! Liu Feng's Immortal Court Art has not yet achieved great success, and he has broken the weakness of the Immortal Court Art with the Celestial Eye Art!" A woman beside Mu Yunshui said lightly, her appearance is also as beautiful as Hua, is another fairy queen among the three talents and two queens!

Like Mu Yunshui, this woman also inherited the heart of a fairy queen from the Immortal Palace, but she has accumulated a few years more than Mu Yunshui, and her strength is very strong. At this moment, she also sees the relationship between Chen Fan and Liu The clues of Feng's first battle.

After Mu Yunshui heard the words, he also looked at Chen Fan, only to find that there was a white glow the size of a grain of rice shining between Chen Fan's brows, shining like a star.

"It's not enough, you're too weak." Chen Fan shook his head lightly. In this state, he still couldn't enter that kind of death, and couldn't feel the oppression of the desperate situation.

Liu Feng was stepped on the altar by a giant foot, and the disappearance of the fairy court caused a slight injury in his body, but after hearing Chen Fan's words, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

Shame, it is a great shame.

Liu Feng was so angry that he coughed up blood. At this moment, he just wanted to kill, to cut Chen Fan into pieces, but the giant feet on his body were like iron mountains weighing millions of catties, and he couldn't shake them at all for a while.

Chen Fan didn't pay attention to Liu Feng anymore, he turned his attention to the other leaders of the Eastern Wilderness around him.

These people have shot at him just now, and now they stand aside and stare at him. Originally, he wanted to wait for Liu Feng to blow him out of the altar and lose the qualification to compete for the first person, but he didn't expect Liu Feng to be defeated, and even the Immortal Court Technique was shattered.

"It seems that I still need to take action!" A leader of the Yaozu came out, with a sneer on his face, he was very confident in his own strength, confident, and had no fear of Chenfan at all.

But after the words fell, the leader of the demon clan directly transformed from a human form into a real body. It turned out to be a strange-looking bird. It was shaped like a huge chicken with a white head and mouse-like feet standing under it. It has feet, but its sharp claws are as sharp as a tiger, and its feathers are colorful and gorgeous. After its real body appears, its figure instantly occupies a large area.

Many monks at the gathering place were stunned, and said in amazement: "It is actually the leader of the Quinque Clan. This is an existence of the same level as the Jinpeng Clan. It is a descendant of the ancient bird Quinquel."

"It is said that its claws are like tiger claws, and it has inherited a trace of the blood of the white tiger among the four great beasts. At the peak, sharp claws can tear apart a monk's artistic conception, which is very terrifying!"

...

Chen Fan glanced slightly at the leader of the Finch Clan, and his eyes fell on its pair of tiger claws. Then he shook his head slightly, glanced at the other leaders around him, and said indifferently: "It's not enough, let's go together!"

As soon as this remark came out, the monks in the entire gathering place were in an uproar, extremely shocked!

"This kid is too arrogant. Facing the leader of the Sparrow Clan, he actually shook his head and couldn't say enough. Did he think he was playing house with him?"

"Even if you can rely on the Celestial Eye Treasure Art and two kinds of Divine Sword Art, if more than 20 elites are required to attack at the same time, isn't this courting death?"

"Hmph, it seems that he wants to be famous and wants to be crazy, and to make a sensation. Just now, more than 20 people attacked him and seriously injured him. Now you want to do it again?"

On the sacrificial altar in the ancient battlefield, the complexions of more than twenty leaders from Donghuang also sank slightly, staring at Chen Fan coldly, and said with a sneer: "It is said that the leaders of Tianjiao are arrogant, but now I finally see a more Arrogant guy, interesting!"

"If you are thrown out by us in such a hurry, we don't mind!" After finishing speaking, more than twenty leaders stepped forward in unison.

All kinds of powerful artistic conceptions poured out of their bodies, and at the same time, they also condensed the supreme magic formula in their hands, shaking the aura in the void, and some people even directly sacrificed their spiritual treasures, shining brilliantly, and killed Chen Fan.

When these people gathered together, their targets were locked on Chen Fan, and the powerful coercion was instantly magnified, the Dao in Chen Fan's body finally trembled involuntarily, and a sneer finally appeared on his face.

"That's the feeling. A hearty battle. My kendo needs this kind of battle." Chen Fan's figure turned into a phantom, and the Tai Chi diagram behind him was spinning wildly, wanting to become bigger and bigger, the majestic artistic conception of life and death reincarnation Suddenly, it felt like being in the abyss of hell, and became very rich.

The white bone sword in his hand let out an ear-piercing sword cry, and the giant feet condensed in artistic conception suddenly dissipated, turning into black and white aura and rushing towards his sharp sword.

boom!

Chen Fan's body flew into the air, and he stepped on the Nine Palace Steps suddenly, which shook the void, and a dull sound erupted.

"Death!"

He faintly uttered two words, swung the long sword in his hand, his clothes fluttered, his long black hair fluttered behind him without any wind, and a huge black and white sword suddenly manifested on his head. It was ten feet long, exuding a deadly despair, as if a Nine Nether Purgatory had been brought in, and it suddenly smashed down on the twenty or so oncoming leaders.

[Everyone has been waiting for a long time, the two-in-one chapter is delivered! There will be another chapter later! 】