The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Chen Fan walked in the Piaomiao Xuan Realm for two days and obtained a lot of natural treasures.

During this process, he killed many people and was chased by others.

There are many strong people who enter the Xuan Realm, such as the one who chased him a day ago, who is a ninth-level peak warrior in the Yuanfu Realm, much stronger than Zhao Hong of the Zhao family.

"This should be the core area of ​​the Xuan Realm."

At this time, in front of Chen Fan, a majestic ancient city appeared. The walls of the ancient city were majestic and all cast with black iron.

At this time, a large number of young warriors rushed to the ancient city from all directions.

"This ancient city should be a core place in the Piaomiao Xuan Realm. There must be countless treasures in it!"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

The treasure he wanted most now was not Yuanshi or spiritual medicine, but a powerful martial arts.

The martial arts that Chen Fan practiced became increasingly stretched at this stage.

Immediately, Chen Fan rushed into the ancient city without hesitation, like an arrow.

The buildings in this ancient city are completely different from those in the outside world. In addition to the straight streets, there are palaces and towers everywhere.

"Run, Xin Wuming is inside."

"What, it's the murderer Xin Wuming!"

"Oh no, let's run!"

In a palace in the distance, more than a dozen people were flying out with ghosts and wolves howling. Everyone burst into speed to the extreme, just wishing that their parents had not given them two more legs.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a sword light flashed through the void, and all the dozen people died tragically, with broken limbs scattered all over the ground.

"Hahahaha, a group of ants are vulnerable!"

A wild laugh came from the palace.

"Xin Wuming..."

Chen Fan frowned.

The sword light just now was extremely sharp.

This Xin Wuming's attainments in the swordsmanship are incredible, with a hint of sword intent, and he is simply killing people and gods.

Moreover, he sensed that Xin Wuming's cultivation had definitely reached the Xudan realm, much stronger than Zhao Tianjue.

Although he had cultivated seven Xuyuan Palaces, he was still not sure about facing the strong men in the Xudan realm.

Chen Fan left this place directly and turned to enter a nearby palace.

He knew that he could not be Xin Wuming's opponent now.

Walking into the palace, there was a hall in front of him, and there were faint voices coming from inside.

"It seems that I am not the only one who came here!"

Chen Fan said inwardly, he restrained all his breath and approached the hall.

It's no wonder that Chen Fan was cautious, because there were too many masters who entered the Piaomiao Xuan realm, and his strength was only average among these people.

There were three doors on the side deep in the hall, and different patterns were carved on each door.

At this time, more than a dozen sect disciples were confronting each other, trying to rush into the door first and seize the treasure.

"Everyone, we are from Xuanji Sect. If you offend us, you will die!"

"Hmph, what a shit Xuanji Sect, it's just a rubbish sect! We are disciples of Yuntian Palace. Qiu Beihai, who ranks tenth on the Fengyun Ranking, is our senior brother. Get out of here quickly, otherwise when Senior Brother Qiu Beihai comes, none of you will be able to leave alive!"

"Qiu Beihai is indeed powerful, but he is not here. If we kill you, who would know that it was us who killed you? Since you want to die, then die!"

Boom!

Immediately, a fierce battle broke out.

The whole palace shook violently, the ground cracked and twisted, and the sound of Qi bursting came one after another.

Chen Fan hid in the dark and carefully observed the battle between the two sides.

There were seven disciples of Xuanji Sect, two of whom were at the eighth level of Yuanfu Realm and five at the seventh level of Yuanfu Realm.

On the Yuntian Palace side, there were only four people, but three of them were at the eighth level of Yuanfu Realm and one was at the seventh level of Yuanfu Realm.

Judging from the lineup alone, the disciples of Xuanji Sect are naturally numerous and powerful.

But the disciples of Yuntian Palace are all extremely powerful. With an extra Yuanfu Realm Eighth Level, Xuanji Sect is no match at all.

Chen Fan did not show up.

Although he was not afraid of this group of people, there was no need to stand up and bear the anger of both sides. After the two sides fought out the result, he would appear again, suppress them forcefully, and seize the treasure.

The battle between the two sides soon reached a fever pitch, and casualties gradually appeared.

A Yuanfu Realm Seventh Level disciple of Xuanji Sect died, and the Yuanfu Realm Seventh Level disciple of Yuntian Palace was also seriously injured.

This time, the two sides were fighting to the death, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

A quarter of an hour later, three people died on the Xuanji Sect side, and an Yuanfu Realm Eighth Level disciple also died on the Yuntian Palace side.

Dada, dadada...

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded, causing the two sides of the battle to stop, and each of them looked over with vigilance.

"Who is it?"

Chen Fan's figure appeared, looking at both sides and said: "You continue, don't worry about me."

"Boy, get out of here, otherwise I will deal with you first!" A young man from the eighth level of the Yuanfu Realm in Yuntian Palace shouted coldly.

Chen Fan's appearance here now, how could they not know what it means.

Want to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, with Chen Fan's fifth level of the Yuanfu Realm?

"Stop first, I will go and deal with this idiot who wants to be a yellow bird."

On the side of Xuanji Sect, a young man from the eighth level of the Yuanfu Realm who was seriously injured said, then took a step forward and flew over.

Although he was seriously injured, he could easily kill Chen Fan, who was at the seventh level of Yuanfu Realm.

They were fighting for the treasure here, so how could they allow others to covet it.

"Boy, die!"

The thick-browed young man put his fingers together like a sword and pointed at Chen Fan's eyebrows.

"Pointing the star, the Big Dipper!"

At the end of the thick-browed young man's fingertips, a glazed light appeared, and he quickly pointed at the void seven times, carving out the pattern of the Big Dipper.

Pop pop pop...

A series of finger rays with sharp power pierced through the air, as sharp as a sword, shooting at Chen Fan, mercilessly.

"Destroy!"

Chen Fan uttered a word indifferently, drew his sword, and waved his arm.

Immediately, a cold sword light appeared in the space, tearing the air, and with a roll, the Big Dipper finger rays were directly annihilated.

With a swoosh, the thick-browed young man was split in half before he could even scream.

"What?"

The disciples of Xuanji Sect and Yuntian Palace saw this scene and their eyes suddenly shrank.

Even though the thick-browed young man had just been seriously injured and his combat power was only 60% to 70%, it was not a problem to deal with a Yuanfu Realm Seventh Layer.

But Chen Fan killed the thick-browed young man with one sword, which was a big problem.

"Bastard, you dare to kill my Xuanji Sect disciple!"

The people of Xuanji Sect were immediately furious.