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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight

Chapter 128: Kill God with a Blink of an Eye

Facing the sword that Qin Yunkong slashed, Chen Fan was still as stable as a rock, still standing still, but two sharp purple rays emerged from his eyes, flying in the air like two purple magic thunders.

This time, Chen Fan did not use his magical power to destroy his fingers. His body moved with his heart, and a hint of enlightenment rose in his heart. Chen Fan stretched out his hand and then made a mysterious seal, and then turned his palm toward the next seal.

The Great Handprint of the Sky!

As fierce as a meteorite hit the earth, a dazzling light passed by, and a huge palm appeared above the void. On the palm, purple magic thunder flashed, hideous and terrifying.

With a bang, the palm print slapped on the purple divine sword.

When his cultivation reaches a certain level, the Tao returns to the path and all things are clear. With Chen Fan’s current cultivation level and the power of the great demon, he can fully display some of the magical secret techniques recorded in the Immortal Body of All Killings. Although it is essentially different, its power is not weak at all!

The mysterious skill of life and death is Chen Fan’s greatest reliance, but he does not intend to use it. Whether it is the battle of Jinghong City more than ten years ago or the chaotic battle not long ago, the life and death cycle of reincarnation has almost become his symbol. Once it is used, his identity will be revealed.

Otherwise, if the magical power of life and death is unfolded, Chen Fan is confident that he can kill Qin Yunkong in the blink of an eye.

Ascended into the sky, Chen Fan's figure instantly collided with Qin Yunkong, and in an instant, hundreds of shots were knocked against each other. The spaces collapsed one after another. The two left behind afterimages in the broken space.

Even if he does not use the magical power of life and death, and with the strength of the bloodline of the great demon, Chen Fan is confident that he can sweep the middle stage of the heavenly being!

Qin Yunkong's divine sword opened and closed, and the divine sword kept shaking the void and slashing Chen Fan wildly. The huge power contained on the divine sword caused the world to be turbulent within a certain range.

Chen Fan was not afraid, and the body of the great demon rushed around, shattering the space one after another. His body was like a phantom and traveling between countless space cracks, and his attack was even more violent like thunder.

Chen Fan used his palm as a knife and fought with the purple magic sword head-on. A series of brilliant and gorgeous light burst out between the two. Neither of them attacked continuously, and they were extremely powerful. Everyone wanted to suppress the other party.

Finally, Chen Fan closed his hands, and the great demon will broke out of his body, then condensed into a hundred-foot-meter-demon sword, slashing towards Qin Yunkong opposite him.

The dazzling purple light flashed in the sky, making everyone unable to help but close their eyes. The heaven and earth seemed to have shaken at this moment. The unparalleled magic sword was slashed, as if the heaven and earth were chopped in half under this sword. The violent aftermath of energy continued to sweep out, causing the people watching the battle in the distance to shake. Some cultivators with slightly weak cultivation fell to the ground.

When the light disappeared, the magic sword disappeared into the sky, and the purple divine sword condensed from Qin Yunkong's hand was also shattered by Chen Fan's stunning knife.

Qin Yunkong's eyes were cold, he snorted lightly, and then stepped forward again. At the same time, the purple light in his hand flowed, and another purple magic sword condensed out.

Looking at Qin Yunkong coldly, Chen Fan casually flicked his sleeves, and the aura of the great demon surged again, and he slashed him with another knife!

This sword was stronger than the previous one, but Chen Fan imitated Dongfang Juechen's Three Swords of the Duantian.

boom!

The purple divine sword shattered again, and unparalleled power rushed towards him, which shocked Qin Yunkong and flew out in a mess.

There was a long uproar. Although everyone thought that Chen Fan was very strong, they did not expect that he was so terrifying that everyone was so shocked that they could not believe it.

After Qin Yunkong settled his body, he did not feel any frustration on his face. Instead, his fighting spirit became even more fierce. Feeling Chen Fan's powerful strength, he decided not to retain his strength and use his strongest magical powers!

However, at this moment, two people suddenly walked out of the crowd and said, "Brother Yunkong, let's solve this kid."

One of these two people is tall and has a cold look. He looks rebellious at first glance, while the other one is dark and tall, looking a little thin, but he is obviously a little arrogant.

"No!" Without any consideration, Qin Yunkong, who was in high spirits of fighting, directly and flatly refused.

"This kid is average, how can he still work hard to do it? I asked the two of you to try his best. If you lose, it wouldn't be too late for Brother Yunkong to go again..."

Seeing the three people arguing, everyone couldn't help but have a slight doubt about the identity of the two people. It must be an ordinary person to speak to Qin Yunkong like this.

One of them rushed into the field despite Qin Yunkong's obstruction and appeared in front of Chen Fan.

Qin Yunkong looked angry, but eventually he suppressed his anger. These two people were friends who had just attracted a short time ago. They were very ordinary identities. They were disciples of the inner sect who went out to Shangqing Hall of the Nine-grade Sect to practice.

Moreover, these two people are also members of the Beihuang Wang Family. They also want to use this battle to make the reputation of the Beihuang Wang Family gradually become famous in the prehistoric world. Ten years ago, the Wang family attached to the Qing Hall, so naturally they didn't want to continue to stay in that small Beihuang land.

Although the strength of the four ancient families is comparable to that of the ninth-grade sect, overall, it is still a little worse than that of the ninth-grade sect. If it weren't for the concern that the Shangqing Palace behind them and the strength of these two people were indeed very strong, Qin Yunkong would have already chopped them.

The person who rushed to Chen Fan was tall and could be a difficult character at first sight. He stared at Chen Fan and said, "I am Wang Tong, the King of the Northern Wilderness, and a disciple of Shangqing Palace. If I die and go to the Jiuyou Underworld, I must remember!"

"The King's Family in the Northern Wilderness?" A deep chill suddenly rose in Chen Fan's eyes. He met the people of the King's Family in the Northern Wilderness. Chen Fan did not want to kill innocent people, but at the moment of meeting Wang Tong, he suddenly changed his mind!

The Wang family is destined to be destroyed!

Not letting go of anyone!

You are the one who kills! Kill the entire clan!

At this moment, Chen Fan had already sentenced Wang Tong to death. Over the years, Qian Ning's hatred has always been the knot in his heart. Today, if he wants to kill, he will burst out the tremendous hatred in his heart, and he will go crazy once!

Compared to the Nangong family, Chen Fan hated the Wang family even more. If it weren't for Wang Liang's death, how could Chen Fan kill him, and then cause a disaster and eventually let Qian Ning die?

If you don’t kill Nangong Yuanchen, Chen Fan doesn’t want to cause trouble, but now that Wang Tong has come to the door, even if he wants to retreat now, Chen Fan will not let him go.

The figure flashed, like a floating shadow. Chen Fan rushed over in an instant, without any reservation, and the great demonic aura in his body continued to flow, and he immediately pointed it out with a finger.

With one point, all things were gone, and the ripples of destruction spread to all directions, forming a destruction vortex with a diameter of about 100 meters. The ripples ripples and terrifying ripples emerged in an instant!

Wang Tong seemed to know that it was powerful, and thunder flashed between his hands, and then punched him. This punch contained the true meaning of the lightning law he had comprehended, and a trace of the aura of the law of destruction was hidden in it.

However….

Everything was lost. The demonic thunder in Chen Fan was higher than ordinary thunder and lightning laws on the level. In just an instant, all the thunder that Wang Tong punched was instantly broken by the ripples, shattered and invisible.

"Ah!..." Wang Tong screamed, swept by the ripples full of murderous intent, his legs instantly shattered and turned into dust. In horror, he immediately soared into the sky and avoided the crisis of both body and spirit.

Although he escaped from the vortex range formed by the shattered ripples, but without his legs, how fast can Wang Tong be? What's more, in Chen Fan's eyes, even with the arrogant speed of the Immortal Vampire clan, it still has no effect.

A cold and ruthless sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Chen Fan stepped through the void and appeared in front of Wang Tong in an instant. A large handprint covering the sky slapped Wang Tong with a shocked face.

The palm print left his hand and swelled with the wind, instantly turning into the size of a house. After a loud bang, the space collapsed and blood splattered in the air. Wang Tong's arms and chest and abdomen were directly shattered under the slap of the handprint covering the sky. A bunch of blood mist floated in the air, full of pungent blood.

In the sky, only a head full of horror was left, floating between the cracks in the space.

Not far away, Wang Zifeng almost fainted when he saw this scene. His younger brother was defeated so badly that he was killed in the blink of an eye, which made him unable to believe his eyes.

The anger made his eyes turn red, and he almost roared and rushed towards Chen Fan.

Qin Yunkong's expression also changed wildly, and he muttered anxiously: "The two stupid xs will die if they die, but there is also a guardian of Shangqing Hall in the ancient city. It's really fucking trouble for me!"

As the space cracks healed independently, Wang Tong's head floating in the air did not fade away at all, and with a hint of reluctance, he shouted: "I am a master of the realm of heaven and man! How could I die?..."

"Don't say that you are the early stage of the celestial being. Even if you reach the late stage of the celestial being, you will be able to kill them!" Chen Fan's cold voice, with the attack of the god-killing god, instantly annihilated his last trace of wisdom. When Prince Feng rushed in front of him, Chen Fan threw out a deep purple sword light.

Under the unparalleled attack of the sword, the head floating in the air burst into blood mist in the sky with a bang, mixed with milky white brain matter.

On the banks of the Moon Lake, thousands of people were instantly boiling. Chen Fan's performance was so shocking!

The sunset at dusk dyed the sky in the west red, and the moon-watching lake also reflected red colors under the bloody setting sun, and ripples rippled out, like pieces of red jade shattered.

The fall of the powerful person in the realm of heaven and man is enough to shock the minds of anyone in the world. After all, being able to achieve heaven and man is already standing in the ranks of the powerful person in the universe.

Chen Fan raised his hand to destroy Wang Tong, who was in the early stage of the Heavenly Man, and killed the disciples of Shangqing Palace as if they were killing chickens and dogs, and calmly suppressed everyone present.
Chapter completed!
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