The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

When Chen Fan turned around, he saw Liao Feng and the boy in gray with their arms folded, leaning against the wall and looking at him with a playful look on their faces.

"As expected, it was you who did it!" Chen Fan's eyes turned cold.

Liao Feng laughed wildly and said: "So what if we did it? I just didn't expect that a waste like you would hide in such an inconspicuous place, but it makes it easy for us to find it!"

A few days ago, after Chen Fan was struck by lightning and passed out, the two of them came to Chen Fan's residence and searched Chen Fan's room, but they didn't even see the shadow of a primeval stone. He was very unwilling.

He was certain that Chen Fan must have accumulated a lot of Yuan Stones in the past three years. After all, Chen Fan, a martial arts waste, simply couldn't use that many Yuan Stones.

He thought about collecting them and using them for him, so that he could achieve a breakthrough in cultivation so that he could perform well in the outer sect competition.

Therefore, he was very unwilling to find where the Yuan Stone was.

So, I have been looking for traces of Chen Fan these days, but Chen Fan seems to have disappeared. He has not come back for several days in a row, and not even a shadow has been seen.

It happened that when he was passing by the square earlier, he saw Chen Fan talking with Qin Changkong, so he followed them all the way, and he caught him. Chen Fan actually hid the Yuan Stone under the foot of the courtyard wall.

Looking at the wooden box in Chen Fan's hand, Liao Feng's eyes were filled with burning greed. At this moment, he would soon be able to break through to the fourth or even fifth stage of Qigong.

"The sect has rules. No one is allowed to break into other people's homes without permission. How dare you ignore the sect's rules!" Chen Fan looked at Liao Feng coldly and said.

"What a joke, you are a martial arts waste. You should have been expelled from the sect long ago. Even if I broke into your residence, so what? Will the sect still punish me for a waste?" Liao Feng laughed wildly, arrogantly. Incomparably, he didn't take the sect's rules into consideration at all.

Immediately, Liao Feng said to the young man in gray: "Go and get his wooden box. Does this kind of waste deserve to have Yuan Stone? It's a waste to give it to him!"

The boy in gray clothes nodded and walked towards Chen Fan with a sneer.

"Bring it here, you loser doesn't deserve the Yuan Stone at all. Brother Feng will help you make the best use of these Yuan Stones."

The boy in gray clothes said mockingly, looking at Chen Fan with disdain, and stretched out his arm to take the wooden box in Chen Fan's hand, as if the wooden box belonged to him.

"Um?"

At this time, the young man in gray frowned because he saw that his wrist was pinched by Chen Fan.

He raised his head, stared at Chen Fan with contempt, and sneered: "What, you loser, do you still want to resist?"

"Crack!"

Chen Fan didn't answer. His expression was extremely cold. He held the palm of the gray-clothed boy and exerted force, breaking the gray-clothed boy's wrist.

"ah......"

A scream came from the mouth of the boy in gray, and the severe pain made him instantly covered with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan then kicked the young man in gray on the chest. The fierce force broke several ribs of the young man in gray. He flew out and landed at Liao Feng's feet. He vomited blood and howled miserably.

"If you want to steal my Yuan Stone, I'm afraid you'll take the Life Flower!"

A cold voice came out of Chen Fan's mouth, his eyes were cold, and an icy aura surged through his body.

Now he is no longer the loser he was before!

If it were before, facing Liao Feng and the two, even if he resisted, it would be of no avail. Not only would the Yuan Stone be taken away, but he would also be beaten violently for resisting.

But now...

He looked at Liao Feng with cold eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He was looking for someone to test his strength. Since Liao Feng came to him on his own initiative, he would use Liao Feng as a test stone.

At this time, Liao Feng looked stunned for a while. He looked at the young man in gray clothes lying at his feet, and he didn't believe it.

The young man in gray has the cultivation of the second level of Qigong, and is one step away from breaking through to the third level. With the strength of the young man in gray, shouldn't he be able to smoothly bring Chen Fan's wooden box to him? Instead, Chen Fan broke his wrist and kicked him to his feet.

After a moment, Liao Feng came to his senses, looked at Chen Fan with wide eyes, and exclaimed: "Trash, have you broken through to the realm of Qi gathering?"

"Not bad." Chen Fan said lightly.

Liao Feng's pupils shrank slightly, but then he sneered and said: "So what if you break through to the Qi Gathering realm? Waste is still waste. After three years of gathering Qi, it is only a stage of Qigong. And I... .”

With a bang, Liao Feng's aura exploded, forming a strong wind that rushed out, flying away all the sand and rocks on the ground. He said proudly: "It's the third level of Qigong!"

"So what?" Chen Fan said calmly.

Liao Feng originally thought that Chen Fan would show a look of fear, but Chen Fan didn't. He looked at him calmly and said three words lightly, which made him feel like he was punched on cotton, and he was very angry.

"It seems that you think that you can show off in front of me after you reach the first level of Qigong, right?" Liao Feng's voice was cold, and there was cruelty in his eyes. He wanted to make Chen Fan, a waste, understand that waste will always be waste. Everyone will be bullied by him!

"Brother Feng, help me take revenge!" The young man in gray said with difficulty, his eyes looking at Chen Fan filled with resentment.

Liao Feng glanced at him and cursed: "It's useless and I have to take action myself!"

After saying that, Liao Feng raised his steps and walked towards Chen Fan step by step. The aura on his body pressed towards Chen Fan. He wanted to see Chen Fan kneeling down and begging for mercy under the pressure of his aura.

But unfortunately, it didn't happen. Chen Fan stood there, motionless, looking at him coldly.

Liao Feng felt even colder in his heart. His eyes flashed, and then he quickened his pace. In a few steps, he appeared three meters away from Chen Fan. With energy surging in his body, he shouted: "Barbarian Bull Fist!"

I saw that his right arm was wrapped in vitality, and then he punched forward suddenly.

The air shook, and there seemed to be a roar of a bull in the space, and a huge fist slammed towards Chen Fan, like a bull charging towards him, full of oppressive atmosphere.

"Barbarian Bull Fist" is a low-level martial arts skill at the Huang level. It is practiced by many people in the outer sect. It is simple and powerful, and is very popular among the outer sect disciples.

Liao Feng himself was in the middle stage of the third stage of Qigong, and his strength was 3,200 kilograms. After using "Barbarian Bull Fist", he had an increase of 100 kilograms, and his strength reached 3,300 kilograms.

Before the fist shadow arrived, the strong wind had already hit Chen Fan, blowing his long hair back and making his clothes rustle.

At this time, a ray of light suddenly burst out in Chen Fan's eyes, and vitality surged like a tide in the meridians in his body, appearing in the palm of his right hand. Then, Chen Fan slapped his palm forward, and a golden palm print was blasted out.

Bang!

The Vajra Seal hit Liao Feng's fist shadow. In an instant, the fist shadow collapsed. It was completely crushed. The Vajra Seal had no obstruction and was printed directly on Liao Feng's chest.

With this palm, Liao Feng's chest collapsed and his ribs were broken. He screamed and fell to the ground, blood spurting out.

"You are not a first-level qigong, you are in the late second-level qigong. It's impossible. Even if you are in the late second-level qigong, you still can't be my opponent. How can you be so strong!" Liao Feng covered his head in unbearable pain. Chest, he looked up at Chen Fan with difficulty and screamed.

At this time, he discovered that Chen Fan was not the first-level qigong he thought at all, but the late second-level Qigong, and he was actually able to crush him.

No wonder he easily broke the wrist of the boy in gray. He just thought it was due to Chen Fan's sudden outburst and the boy in gray's lack of preparation.

Chen Fan said coldly: "I never said that I was a qigong master."

"You, damn it, you dare to plot against us!" Liao Feng said with a gray face, his eyes full of unwillingness. If he had known that Chen Fan was at the late stage of the second stage of Qigong, he would never have underestimated the enemy.

"Plot?" Chen Fan was stunned by Liao Feng's words, and then mocked: "It's really ridiculous."

Immediately, Chen Fan walked towards Liao Feng, causing Liao Feng's expression to change. He quickly moved back with difficulty and said in a trembling voice: "You, what do you want to do?"

"What?"

Chen Fan smiled coldly and said: "According to the sect's rules, if someone breaks into another person's residence without permission, the owner of the residence can directly kill the intruder!"

Liao Feng's body trembled suddenly, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Because Chen Fan was not wrong, this was indeed the sect's rule. Even if Chen Fan killed the two of them, the sect would not blame Chen Fan.

"You, you dare to kill me?"

Chen Fan said coldly: "See if I dare."

"You...you can't kill me. Do you know who my brother is? Liao Fan is a master of the fifth level of outer qigong and a member of the Tianmeng. If you kill me, my brother will never let you go. If I pass you, I will definitely hunt you down until you die!”

Liao Feng quickly carried his eldest brother out, hoping to calm Chen Fan.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Chen Fan stopped. This gave Liao Feng a glimmer of hope, and he immediately shouted again: "Chen Fan, help me up quickly!"

"I really admire your courage!" Hearing Liao Feng's commanding voice, Chen Fan smiled coldly and approached again.

Liao Feng's expression changed, and then he backed away with difficulty again, and said in panic: "You, what are you going to do? I tell you, don't mess around. My brother is Liao Fan. If you kill me, my brother will definitely seek revenge on you. Yes, you can never be my brother's opponent. If you let me go, I will take a detour from now on."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Chen Fan said coldly.

If he let Liao Feng go, Liao Fengfeng would immediately bring his brother Liao Fan to seek revenge on him and possibly kill him. How could he let such a person go?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Vajra Seal condensed and struck Liao Feng's chest again, directly blowing his chest open.

Liao Feng stared at Chen Fan with unblinking eyes. He did not expect that Chen Fan would actually dare to kill him.

The young man in gray clothes was stunned, and his whole body started to tremble. He quickly got up and ran towards the door, shouting loudly: "It's killing people, Chen Fan is killing people..."

However, before he could run out of the gate, Chen Fan slapped him again and sent the boy in gray to the west.

Looking at the two bodies, Chen Fan's eyes flashed coldly.

He followed the rules and killed Liao Feng and the young man in gray who broke into his residence without being punished. However, this matter must be reported to the sect, otherwise, the sect will treat him as murdering his fellow sect members.

Therefore, this matter cannot be kept secret, and Liao Feng's brother will naturally know.

"Liao Fan..."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself.

With his current strength, he can't compete with the fifth stage of Qigong. Unless he breaks through to the fourth stage of Qigong, he can barely save his life. Otherwise, he will definitely die in the face of Liao Fan's pursuit.

But he had no regrets, because when he decided to kill Liao Feng, he had already thought about what to do next.