Sword Slaying The Heavens

"Brother Chen Fan!" Facing the appearance of Chen Fan, the little drug boy shouted with great excitement and surprise.

Shen Wushuang's beautiful face was slightly stunned, she could see that only Chen Fan's familiar green shirt and that sharp sword remained in the world in her beautiful eyes!

She thought about the moment when she saw Chen Fan again countless times, but she never expected that it would be like this. He came, jumped across the sea, and jumped out of the spray.

The disciples of the gate of hell were stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Chen Fan's face, their expressions changed drastically, they were extremely astonished, their faces were full of disbelief, their jaws almost dropped, and they hadn't shown up for thirteen years The former Tianjiao No. 1 person actually appeared in this world.

Soon, an inexplicable chill and fear came to their hearts, and they saw that Chen Fan's realm was already in the late Nascent Soul! A Tianjiao who was able to suppress and kill the late Nascent Soul thirteen years ago at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, is he invincible at the same level today?

"Run, send a signal to the elders in the gate!" A leading disciple of the gate of hell shouted, and at the same time fled into the distance without looking back.

Another person held the little drug boy hostage, grabbed him with one hand, and fled with the leading disciple.

The others also fled in all directions. At the same time, they took out a blood-red bone, threw it into the sky, and instantly exploded a cloud of blood. It was extremely coquettish and bloody, and filled the air with a bloody fire, which was the symbol of the gate of hell.

"There are only a few of you who are still alive, why are you sending out any signal?" Chen Fan said coldly, his figure blurred from the original place, he ignored those who sent the signal, and directly killed the leading disciple and the person holding Xiao Shaking his head.

When the leading disciple heard Chen Fan's words, his heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw a sharp sword stabbing towards them. His face turned blue with fright. The little drug boy, the leading disciple suddenly became furious, and shouted: "Are you sick? Why are you arresting this kid? If you want to die, get away, don't follow me!"

"Senior brother, I... I just want to coerce him!" The disciple who was holding the little drug boy was also frightened, with a mournful face. They knew that they were not Chen Fan's opponent thirteen years ago, let alone now?

"What kind of thing are you, and you want to coerce him?" The leading disciple was about to go mad with anger. He had a chance to escape, but now that Chen Fan was chasing him, he knew that the chance was slim.

"There is no other way, leave that child behind, we can only turn around and give it a go!" Finally, he gritted his teeth.

After the disciple heard the words, he was immediately infected by the spirit of the senior brother. Without saying a word, he threw the little drug boy down, shouted "Kill", then turned around and swung the dagger, stepped into the void, and killed Xiang Chen with the stealth technique Where.

The leading disciple also sacrificed his dagger,

But the moment his body disappeared into the void, he suddenly accelerated and fled in the opposite direction. Obviously, he was luring his junior brother to buy time for him to escape.

call out!

With a step on Chen Fan's footsteps, the sharp sword stabbed towards the void on the left without hesitation. With a "poof", a stream of blood splashed out. The little medicine boy caught it.

Plop!

The disciple of the gate of hell appeared from the void, with blood dripping from his chest, and his life was completely cut off. He fell into the deep sea with his head stunned from midair, splashing a splash of water.

The little Yaotong was full of excitement, grabbed Chen Fan's clothes, and said pleasantly: "Brother Chen Fan, you are finally back!"

Chen Fan's expression was startled, and he said in astonishment, "Why haven't you grown up?"

The little drug boy blushed immediately, and said unconvinced: "I'm already an adult!"

Chen Fan suddenly burst out laughing, but there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes. He found that the physique of the little drug boy was no longer comparable to that of decades ago, and there was a mysterious aura gathered in his dantian, which was extremely powerful.

"The old man is here, the remnants of the gate of hell don't run away!" At this time, the bald bird and others also rushed over, directly blocking the way of those disciples of the gate of hell!

Duguhan condensed his two fingers together and swiped lightly, beheading the two disciples in an instant.

The killing power in Qin Xian'er's body condensed and turned into a huge stone tablet, easily suppressing and killing the remaining few people.

The leading disciple couldn't escape after all, and was blocked by the bald bird. The little golden monkey stood on the bald bird's head, punched out, and directly blasted the hell gate disciple.

In just a few breaths, the last few disciples of Hell Gate left on the world of cultivating immortals on the earth were all killed!

Shen Wushuang slowly swept towards Chen Fan, wearing a yellow shirt fluttering in the wind, her beautiful eyes twinkled, and her temperament was beyond dust!

"Chen Fan!" She opened her mouth softly, but only called out Chen Fan's name.

Chen Fan smiled lightly, nodded slightly to Shen Wushuang, and said, "I'm late!" He felt a little apologetic in his heart, after saving Chen Jingjing and the others from Shushan, he almost forgot about Xiao Yaotong and Shen Wushuang, If he came a little later, he didn't know what would happen.

"It's not too late, it's good to be here!" Shen Wushuang also smiled, her bright eyes and white teeth are fascinating!

"Sister Wushuang!" At this time, Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng rushed over, and they couldn't help being delighted to see that Shen Wushuang was safe and sound.

The little drug boy stuck to Chen Fan's side, and didn't even say hello to Chen Jingjing and the others when they came. He kept asking Chen Fan about his experience in that world, and he was full of admiration, especially when he saw that those people were so afraid of Chen Fan just now. Afterwards, the little drug boy made up his mind to learn the way of swordsmanship.

He basically didn't listen to the way of talisman that Chen Jingjing taught him back then. Instead, he followed Zhang Rumeng to practice swordsmanship every day. He didn't expect that the progress of the realm was amazing. It was already in the late stage of Jindan, surpassing Chen Jingjing and the others.

But his body has also changed. He hasn't aged since more than ten years ago, and he has maintained the appearance of fourteen or five years old, but nothing bad has happened, so Zhang Rumeng and the others often make fun of this he.

"Why is this happening?" Chen Fan visited Xiao Yaotong's dantian again, but he still saw a mysterious and powerful aura, but he couldn't detect it.

The little Yaotong shook his head and said: "I don't know what happened, but after practicing the way of swordsmanship, the dantian has gained this strength at some point, allowing me to practice with half the effort!"

Shen Wushuang also said solemnly: "Someone may have sealed this power in his body, which is very similar to Xian'er!"

Chen Fan nodded slightly, remembering that Qin Xian'er and Mu Yunshui seemed to be the same way back then. Qin Xian'er's mother poured cultivation into their bodies, and since then they have made rapid progress in cultivation, and even maintained their youthful appearance.

Just, who would do it? The little drug boy was just a young disciple of the Chongjian Peak back then, who in this world would be willing to sacrifice a lot of cultivation to become the little drug boy!

While Chen Fan was thinking, Duguhan suddenly came over, stared at the little drug boy for a moment, then was slightly startled, and said in astonishment: "This aura... a bit like a person!"

"Who?" Chen Fan was startled, looking at Du Guhan.

Duguhan shook his head slightly, did not answer, instead approached the little drug boy, put his palm on his dantian, and after looking around for a while, he withdrew his palm and said in a deep voice, "Ye Qingyang!"