Sword Slaying The Heavens

hum!

The ear-piercing sword sound moved the sky, and Chen Fan's whole body turned into a stream of light. This sword seemed to come from outside the sky, shining brightly, the human sword merged into one, tore apart the void, and instantly struck in front of the two brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan.

A shocking sword!

With a long roar, Zhan Chuge swung the big knife forward suddenly, and gusts of wind were blown up, accompanied by a dazzling golden light, which affected the power of the world, and the majestic momentum shocked all the leaders present.

At the same time, Zhan Yuewu was holding a banner in her hand, and her golden armor was extremely eye-catching. It only covered the important parts, revealing her flat and white belly as white as jade, and her slender legs as white as snow.

Her strength is astonishing, waving the big flag, full of domineering, just like a peerless female general, every time the big flag is waved, there will be the roar of the sky dragon, which is earth-shattering.

Chen Fan did not underestimate the strength of these two people, the sharp sword in his hand was full of Jiugong Daoyun, and the black and white flames on his body were completely burned, and he cut down suddenly with a sword, which was as hard as the big sword and the big flag.

when!

The metal vibrato shook the entire Thunder Mountain, and countless leaders involuntarily covered their ears! A circle of invisible ripples swept away, sweeping the thunder that fell from the sky to the surroundings, like a long river surging and falling on the bodies of many leaders around.

Many people yelled or cursed, the strength of these three people is too terrifying, just a single blow will affect the surrounding people, if they continue to fight, they will still be able to survive? Without any hesitation, everyone stepped away from this position and headed towards the other direction of the Enlightenment Sacred Tree.

"The strength is much stronger than it was thirteen years ago, but you are still wrong with us Zhan people!" Zhan Yuewu's heroic face flashed a slight strange color, and then he sneered.

She held a big flag in her hand and gave orders to all directions. The hurricane roared as the flag flew, and the roar of the sky dragon became louder and louder, almost covering the thunder in the sky.

The big sword in Zhan Chu Singer became more and more brilliant, golden light overflowed, and the void was pierced during the slash. The majestic power of heaven and earth was incomparably astonishing, just like the god of war in the ancient fairy court, sweeping towards Chenfan with one sword, like sweeping thousands of troops With such momentum, even Thunder avoided him!

"when!"

Chen Fan's figure was divided into two, the two figures were like the real body, each facing the two brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan, no one could tell which was real and which was fake, the sword in his hand erupted into blazing black and white flames, and the raging fire seemed to burn In the sky and the earth, purple-golden sword energy shot out from the middle, colliding with the weapons of the two brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan, agitating bursts of golden light, sparks splashing, and the sound of the clash was deafening, completely covering the thunder in the sky.

The expressions of the Zhan brothers and sisters changed slightly,

He resolutely mobilized all his true energy, but was still knocked back a few steps, and his face was a little pale.

The two figures of Chen Fan reunited. No one knew which was the fake afterimage just now, but the result was extremely shocking, because the two figures blocked the brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan at the same time.

"What a fast speed!" A leader in the mid-stage of refining the gods couldn't help but marvel, only they could see clearly that it wasn't that Chen Fan was divided into two just now, but that his speed was too fast, and he fought against the two brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan at the same time , The speed of the transformation of the figure is too fast, it looks like it is divided into two, but in fact there is only one real body from the beginning to the end.

"Go away!" Chen Fan shouted in a deep voice, and the sharp sword stabbed out again, directly launching an attack.

Zhan Chuge's face was gloomy, and he directly raised the sword to meet the thunder that fell from the sky, and took it for himself. The electric light wrapped around his whole sword, and the thick thunder force gathered, and directly swept towards Chen Fan.

"Arrogance!" Zhan Yuewu's expression was also cold, the banner twirled in the air, swirling the hurricane in all directions into a dragon shape, the sky dragon roared out, and a huge dragon claw slapped Chen Fan.

"Boom—!"

The three of them regretted again, a huge explosion occurred, Leishan was shaken, the void was completely distorted, and a big hole was sunken.

"Hmph, it's not over yet!" Zhan Yuewu snorted coldly, her figure suddenly rushed out from the explosion, the banner slashed at Chen Fan, and at the same time swept her long legs, the golden boots tore through the air like a long whip Sweep here.

Chen Fan frowned, and directly sacrificed his sharp sword, which turned into a small sword glow hanging in front of his body. At the same time, he quickly pinched out the silkworm seal in his hand, and thousands of strands of silk gushed out, instantly restraining Zhan Yuewu's banner, sending it Throw it thousands of meters away.

when!

Zhan Yuewu's long legs swept over, and the sharp sword in front of Chen Fan finally flitted out, slashing at her golden boots, sparks burst out instantly, and the sword was kicked away by her, but her kick was no longer strong enough .

"That's all!" Zhan Yuewu stopped and said coldly.

With a big wave of his hand, Chen Fan retracted the sharp sword that was kicked away, and glanced at her long legs lightly, without speaking, his figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Don't try to run!" Zhan Yuewu wanted to chase after her, but at this moment, the golden boots under her feet suddenly shattered, and it jumped into scattered fragments and scattered all over the ground, revealing her crystal clear feet.

"Wow!"

Many leaders were in an uproar, staring at them with wide eyes!

Zhan Yuewu immediately blushed, and hurriedly wrapped her foot with her real energy, and at the same time glared angrily at Chen Fan, and found that his figure had disappeared without a sound.

"Here!" Zhan Chuge blocked the sword in front of him, made a clang, and was shocked back a few steps again.

Chen Fan's figure manifested, and he stabbed out again with the sharp sword in his hand. With dense sword moves, one after another, bright sword light swept out towards the surroundings. The overwhelming sword shadow covered Zhan Chuge, making him a little unprepared for this sudden onslaught. He was beaten back again and again.

boom!

In the end, Zhan Chuge was directly hit by a sword, and the whole person flew out!

Chen Fan stepped into the void and easily landed on the futon under the sacred tree, no one can stop him!

"You..." Zhan Yuewu was angry and ashamed, gnashing her teeth and glaring at Chen Fan.

Zhan Chuge also came back from mid-air, his face extremely gloomy, but he could only watch Chen Fan step into the futon, powerless.

Chen Fan ignored the two of them and didn't want to waste time. This thunderstorm only lasted for a few months, and every minute and every second was very precious. He sat down cross-legged and felt the powerful Dao rhyme gathered from all directions. Avenue squirmed again and continued to recover.

A smile flashed across Mu Yunshui's beautiful eyes, and he closed his eyes immediately, beginning to realize the Tao!

The brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan stared at Chen Fan coldly for a moment, then rushed into the crowd again, and killed other futons.

In the end, the brothers and sisters of the Zhan clan still snatched the two futons. Their strength is very strong. Together, they can almost fight Chen Fan at his peak for hundreds of rounds.

And the monk from the western desert was also very inscrutable, holding a golden bell on his head, clasped his palms together, chanted Buddhist music, walked among the crowd, and walked all the way to the futon.

Two days later, the ten futons were finally filled with leaders, and only ten leaders won the final victory. The others had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and began to compete for the positions around the futons, feeling a little bit of the remaining Taoist rhyme.

One month later, the clouds finally stopped landing on the thunderbolts, and everyone realized the Tao with peace of mind on the Thunder Mountain. The whole Thunder Mountain returned to tranquility again, and the corpses of the leaders on the ground were also swept away by the thunderbolts into ashes, and they died with the wind. There are still wet bloodstains, and no one can imagine that there was a shocking chaos here a month ago.