Sword Slaying The Heavens

"That's Zisha. Once it enters the body, it will crazily devour the monk's true energy. I don't know what this kid wants to do?" Qin Xian'er's face darkened, and he drew a few talismans in his hand and flew towards Chen Fan.

After hearing Qin Xian'er's words, Chen Jingjing's face turned pale, how could Chen Fan resist the purple aura that even Qin Xian'er was afraid of?

"So that's how it is, Fen Tian, ​​burn everything, take it as your own!" Chen Fan recalled that when he fought against the Chengxian Sect that day, the power of thunder that the giant thunder dragon had penetrated into his body was suppressed by Fen Tian's sword energy. Swallowing, at that time there was only a trace of thunder power, so Chen Fan didn't care too much.

At this moment, the Fentian Sword Qi surged suddenly, and he realized that there was a big secret hidden in his Fentian Sword Art. Hundreds of years ago, he had no chance to come into contact with the abundant energy of this spiritual energy, so he has never been able to discover this secret. .

After devouring the power of the thunder, he clearly had a sense of the thunder, which is why he was able to survive Liu Ziming's thunder.

At this moment, feeling the desire of the Fentian Sword Qi in his body for the purple evil energy, Chen Fan completely understood that this is the secret of the Fentian Sword Art.

Chen Fan took the Nine Palace Steps, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the air. He was determined to win that evil purple aura.

"Chen Fan, don't be impulsive." Qin Xian'er saw Chen Fan speeding up, his face sank, and he yelled loudly.

Yang Feng looked gloating, dodging the white mist, looked at Chen Fan sympathetically and said, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, this purple evil spirit is what I got in the past, and it has been integrated into the dantian for many years as the introduction of the Ziyang Sword Art. Refining, a mere kid in the Qi training period, dares to take it directly, he is looking for death."

"Chen Fan, that's not something you can touch, retreat quickly!" Qin Xian'er yelled again.

But Chen Fan ignored it, ripples spread in the void, and Chen Fan's figure suddenly appeared beside the cloud of purple air.

"Give it to me!" Chen Fan yelled, and the purple evil spirit rushed in from all the pores of his body in an instant.

boom!

Like a rushing thunder, the purple evil energy instantly exploded his meridians after entering his body, and then swam to the dantian along the major meridians.

"Ah..." Chen Fan yelled loudly, all kinds of severe pain caused his face to become grim, he didn't expect that this purple evil spirit would be so overbearing, and it would destroy his meridians all the way, fortunately, the Fentian Sword Qi Already felt this purple evil, rushing madly.

"Oops!" Qin Xian'er's face darkened, and she shot several talismans on Chen Fan's body, and various light circles wrapped them in an instant, but the effect was not as good as the three-flower gathering talisman after all.

"Old thief, take back the evil spirit." Qin Xian'er turned to look at Yang Feng, and shouted coldly.

"Do you really think this purple evil spirit is mortal? If I can control it, I won't stay in the middle stage of foundation establishment for so many years." Facing Qin Xian'er, Yang Feng still restrained a little.

Qin Xian'er took out a talisman again, poured in a large amount of true energy, and slapped it at Chen Fan. This was another Hunyuan body protection, but the pain on Chen Fan's face did not ease at all.

Chen Jingjing's face was already pale and her body was shaking. She already regretted letting Chen Fan come to Chongjian Peak to save people. She thought that the trip would go smoothly, but unexpectedly, there was an accident.

At this time, several figures ran out from the direction of the inner courtyard, Chen Jingjing just saw it, and her eyes widened immediately.

"Rumeng." Chen Jingjing shouted, she saw Mo Bai rescued Zhang Rumeng, and behind Zhang Rumeng, there were her parents, Zhang Yuanxing's face was pale, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Jingjing." Zhang Rumeng ran over with red and swollen eyes. She must have been crying for a long time. The Zhang family was destroyed and her father was seriously injured. for.

"Chen Fan, what's wrong with him?" Mo Bai also just arrived, seeing Chen Fan inhaling the purple air, his face changed suddenly.

Chen Jingjing shook her head,

Did not speak.

But Zhang Yuanxing and Wang Feng glanced at each other and remained silent. Before that, they were still talking badly to Chen Fan and the others, but it was Chen Fan who came to save them in the end.

And Chen Fan was already stagnant in mid-air at this moment, Qin Xian'er kept adding Hunyuan body talismans to him, which weakened the destructive power of the purple evil spirit a bit, but the pain could not be offset.

At this moment, the Fen Tian Sword Qi rushed over like a torrent, rushing out from the dantian, covering up the purple evil energy in an instant, the two energies collided with each other like natural enemies, and Chen Fan's meridians were almost ruptured, and what was more terrible was that , the two energies collided and swept towards the dantian.

Chen Fan secretly had a bad idea in his heart, so he hurriedly executed the Fen Tian Xin Jue, mobilizing all the Fen Tian sword energy in his dantian, trying to stop the cloud of evil purple energy.

boom!

There was another fierce collision in the body, and Chen Fan was immediately shocked to bleed out a mouthful of blood, but the Fen Tian sword energy finally gained the upper hand and began to devour the evil purple energy.

And Qin Xian'er had already stopped taking talismans on Chen Fan, she found that it didn't seem to have much effect.

But when she saw Chen Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, the situation suddenly improved, and she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, shocked in her heart: "This kid seems to be resisting that kind of purple evil spirit?"

"Hmph, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depth of the earth. The purple evil spirit is an extraordinary thing. Even if you have the ability to resist, you will still be swallowed by the purple evil spirit." Yang Feng has escaped safely, and the frozen white mist has lost Qin Xian'er He couldn't control him, at this moment he was standing on the flying sword, looking at Chen Fan from afar, and said with a disdainful smile in his heart.

He didn't go out of his way to kill Chen Fan, if Qin Xian'er was angered again, the other party would definitely kill him without hesitation. Besides, in his eyes, Chen Fan is already a mortal person.

But at this moment, the smile on Yang Feng's face suddenly froze, and then slowly retracted.

"What's going on? Why do I feel less and less purple energy?" Yang Feng frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, but he immediately denied it.

"Impossible. It is impossible to refine the purple evil spirit in a mere Qi training period. It must be too far away from each other and lost the induction." Yang Feng thought of this, his body moved, and the flying sword under his feet moved forward a few times rice, but he found that the purple evil spirit he sensed was only getting less and less!

"Boy, what are you doing? Stop it." Yang Feng finally realized something was wrong, and immediately yelled at Chen Fan with a ferocious expression. Follow him and run towards Chen Fan.

Qin Xian'er frowned slightly, Chen Fan was able to persist for so long, which was beyond her expectation, but Yang Feng was suddenly so anxious, why?

She didn't think about it anymore, because Yang Feng had already turned into a stream of light, flashing past her, Qin Xian'er's eyes turned cold, and a talisman ignited in her palm, turning into countless white threads, exuding an icy coldness meaning.

"Leave it to me." Qin Xian'er scolded coldly, and slapped Yang Feng with her palm, all the cold white threads poured into him.

"Snapped!"

In just an instant, Bai Si surpassed Fei Jian's speed and directly bound Yang Feng in the air.

"Bastard, break it for me!" Yang Feng roared angrily, and immediately the only trace of purple true energy in his body gushed out, breaking the icy white silk as if desperately.

Qin Xian'er was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Yang Feng to be so desperate.

"Why does this Yang Feng seem to have seen his father and enemy killed? Could it be that this Chen Fan did something harmful to him?" Qin Xian'er muttered to herself wickedly, and at the same time, icy white silk was patted on the palm of her hand again. , this time the white silk is obviously thicker.

But Yang Feng had expected it a long time ago, Yu Jian stood behind him, poured in all the purple true energy, blocked all the white silks, and rushed towards Chen Fan crazily.

"Not good." Qin Xian'er's expression changed, and she hurriedly got up and flew over.

"Little beast, don't stop." Yang Feng roared ferociously, and the sharp sword flew in front of Chen Fan, slashing at his head.

"Stop." Qin Xian'er yelled angrily, she was already behind Yang Feng, but she was still no faster than the sword, in a split second, the sharp sword swung towards Chen Fan's head.

With a muffled pop, Chen Fan's whole body was instantly split apart and turned into nothing.

"Remnant image?" Qin Xian'er's eyes widened, a little inconceivable, how could a person with a vicious purple aura still have the energy to use the Immortal Sword Art?

"Bastard, come out for me and return my purple evil spirit." Yang Feng roared angrily.

At this time, a circle of ripples spread in the void, and a sharp sword protruded out of it, killing Yang Feng.

Yang Feng also reacted quickly, turning around and raising his sword to block it.

With a pop, the sharp sword was scattered by Yang Feng...

Afterimage!

Yang Feng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, but Chen Fan's figure suddenly appeared behind him, and the sharp sword in his hand directly slashed across his body, but it was not fatal, and Yang Feng escaped tens of meters away with injuries.

"puff!"

Chen Fan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although his meridians were seriously injured, a lot of the purple evil energy had been swallowed up by his Burning Heaven sword energy, and most of the remaining half was absorbed by the sword energy. Wrapped up firmly.

"This is the end of your sneak attack on me, handing over the purple evil spirit." Yang Feng was cut with a deep wound on his back, but when he found Chen Fan spitting out a mouthful of blood, he immediately scolded shamelessly. At this time, he still To save face in front of many disciples, maintain dignity.

"Old man, you are quite shameless." Chen Fan crushed a piece of spirit stone, and inhaled all the spirit energy into his body, alleviating the injury in the meridians.

"Huh, at the end of the crossbow, why do you want to talk quickly?" Yang Feng knew that the purple evil spirit would not come back, this time he really couldn't steal a chicken, and without the purple evil spirit, his cultivation base fell to the early stage of foundation establishment , can no longer threaten Chen Fan, and Qin Xian'er is still watching, the only thing he can do now is to save a little face, recuperate, and look for opportunities to suppress and kill Chen Fan in the future.

"Your words are exactly what I want to say now." At this moment, Chen Fan showed a thick sneer on the corner of his mouth, and a gleam of coldness pierced in his eyes.