Sword Slaying The Heavens

When Chen Fan heard the words, his expression changed immediately.

Mu Yunshui continued to say through voice transmission: "Xian'er was able to carve the pattern into her body because someone wanted to harm her. The mother of a legitimate son forcibly carved the pattern into her body, which made her endure unimaginable pain. In the end, she survived with difficulty!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Chen Fan's face hidden under the withered straw hat suddenly became gloomy, and a savage look flashed across him. He clenched his fists. He thought Qin Xian'er was valued by the Qin people because of his talent and controlled him. Her eyes, but at any rate let her free.

But he never thought that the truth would be like this. Being imprisoned in the Qin clan is already the bottom line, and there are still clansmen who want to harm her, which makes Chen Fan feel angry. What is even more unbearable is that someone will forcibly carve a killing array into her body. Although Chen Fan didn't experience the array pattern personally, he knew the power of the killing array pattern. Ordinary killing arrays have to rely on some solid god minerals to withstand the array pattern, so as not to collapse, let alone the powerful people of the Qin clan. kill array.

Ordinary people would be tortured to death if they carved less than a quarter of the pattern intolerable, and some people would even explode to death!

Qin Xian'er, how much pain and what terrible torture must he endure to finally survive?

"Qin Clan..." Chen Fan clenched his fists slightly, he really thought he could enter the Qin Clan right now and regain Qin Xian'er's position, but the old man Jiugong told him not to go there, and asked him to wait for twenty years !

Mu Yunshui also seemed to feel Chen Fan's anger, she was silent, and then said seriously: "I tell you this, I just hope that you will be stronger, I know you will not go into the muddy water that you are not sure about, so at this time Do not go to the Qin Clan! When you come out of the Ancient Immortal Road, maybe you can try it, and I will go with you then!"

"How long has the entrance of Guxian Road been open?" Chen Fan asked.

"Twenty years!" Mu Yunshui said.

"Twenty years? That's enough, let those who engraved the pattern live for the last twenty years!" Chen Fan said coldly, he had already made a decision, even if the old man Jiugong objected, he would definitely not There will be a massacre among the Qin clan, and he will personally let those people taste the taste of entering the body!

...

In the end, Chen Fan said goodbye to Mu Yunshui and left. He couldn't stay long because he had already sensed that a strong man was rushing back in the distance, probably the guardian of the Immortal Palace. Mu Yunshui didn't say anything more, and watched Chen Fan left.

"Senior Sister, who is he? Why does he seem to be better than you..." A junior junior sister from the Immortal Palace also looked at Chen Fan's back and said, but she stopped before she finished speaking.

Mu Yunshui smiled slightly,

Said: "Is it stronger than me? It is true!"

After finishing speaking, the young disciples of the Immortal Palace beside her were all shocked, and their faces changed drastically! In this world, can there be a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul stronger than himself, a senior sister in the early stage of refining gods? There is only one person in the whole world, the person who shocked the world thirteen years ago——Chen Fan!

At this moment, they could no longer see Chen Fan's back, but their hearts were full of turmoil!

...

On the second day, Chen Fan finally came to the fourth ancient city. According to the news he heard, he followed the route where Duguhan and the others had stayed until he arrived at this ancient city.

The moment he stepped into the city, he could already feel the breath of the bald-haired bird, and he didn't hold back at all, as if telling others openly that it was here after all, and wanted to catch me!

Chen Fan knew that it dared to do this because it relied on Duguhan to be here!

"Bi Fang!" Chen Fan smiled slightly, his consciousness swept across the ancient city, and after finding the location of the bald-haired bird, he sent a sound transmission to it.

In a majestic compound, the bald bird was sleeping with half-closed eyes, but suddenly jumped up from the chair and cursed: "Which bastard is calling the old man by his name, come here and challenge!"

But after a few breaths, a figure stepped out from mid-air, and as soon as the withered straw hat was taken off, the bald bird narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said strangely: "It turned out to be you, kid, and I finally waited for you here. The old man waited for you every day." You have lost a lot of weight without eating and sleeping at night, hurry up and take out the treasure that old man Jiugong gave you!"

"How did I hear that you've been stealing around for a while, causing many forces to scream and bark!" Chen Fan said with a faint smile.

"Fart, those things have nothing to do with the old man, they are definitely rumors from the outside world! Even if there were, it was done by this dead monkey!" The bald bird pointed to the little golden monkey next to him.

When the little golden monkey saw Chen Fan, it immediately opened its mouth and laughed, but when it heard the bald bird framed it, it immediately waved its small fist and blasted at the bald bird.

The bald bird had been on guard for a long time, and stepped on the nine palace steps to escape in an instant!

Chen Fan was slightly surprised, this was the first time he had seen a bald bird performing Jiugong step, and it was so familiar, it was not like a beginner at all.

"Boy, don't be surprised. I learned the Nine Palaces Sword Art thousands of years ago, but I forgot a lot after my soul was scattered. I just learned it from Duguhan recently." The bald bird appeared in midair, said with a smile.

The little golden monkey couldn't fly, so it could only grit its teeth and wave its small fist at the bald bird.

"By the way, Senior Dugu?" Chen Fan picked up the little golden monkey, looked at the bald bird and asked.

But before the bald bird could open his mouth, an old and hearty voice came from behind Chen Fan: "Hehe, little guy, I'm afraid you have to call me senior brother now!"

"Elder brother!" Chen Fan didn't show any politeness, he turned around directly, and cupped his hands at Duguhan who had just stepped into the gate. This is the etiquette of Jiugongmen, and it is also the etiquette of teachers of many sects in the world!

"Okay, there is no need to do this between you and me." Duguhan waved his hand slightly, and immediately continued: "Since you are here, let's go on the road, the old master has already told me, so I will be responsible for this trip." Your Guardian!"

"Senior Brother, thank you!" Chen Fan nodded and said.

At this time, the bald bird in the air suddenly let out a sigh, stared at Chen Fan with wide eyes and said, "Damn, boy, what have you done in the past ten years? Your strength is so terrifying, you are not a Nascent Soul at all!" The strength you should have in the later stage!"

"I cut my way!" Chen Fan said with a faint smile.

"What? You're crazy, you don't understand the Tao well, you cut the Tao!" The bald bird screamed as if hearing something terrible.

"Let's go, I'll let you know on the way!" Chen Fan looked at Duguhan after finishing speaking, and said in a low voice, "Brother, let's go!"

Duguhan nodded slightly, and again used his sword to draw a Nine Palaces sword formation out of thin air. His white hair was blown up by the wind. He tore open the void and opened a sword formation directly leading to the entrance of the ancient fairy road!

A group of people stepped forward, and the bald bird flew down from mid-air, with its chest straightened out, taking figure splayed steps, like a tall and strong man, but the little golden monkey suddenly jumped up, punching the bald bird into the air. In the sword array!

"Oh shit……"

In the end, several people disappeared into the sword array at the same time, leaving only the faint scolding from the bald bird in the deserted courtyard.