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Chapter 835 The Conspiracy of Yu Corpse Sect

The early morning sunlight shines into the room through the window. Chen Nan is sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating on the spiritual cultivation method. 8??? 1?中文网 w w?w.

But just when he was concentrating, a sudden change occurred

"Crack..."

There was a crisp shattering sound, and the glass of the window was smashed by something.

Chen Nan jumped up, rushed to the window and looked outside, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

There is a person standing outside the window.

To be precise, it was a man, a man who looked exactly like Chen Nan.

"Who are you?"

Staring at the person who looked exactly like him outside the door, Chen Nan's face turned cold. He knew very well that the person who came was not malicious.

"My name is Han Yang, but this is no longer important, because from today on, you will disappear, and I am Chen Nan." After the other party finished speaking, he turned around and sprinted away into the distance.

"stop!"

It was too late for Chen Nan to walk through the main entrance, so he opened the window guard with a palm of his hand, jumped out of the window and chased Han Yang.

Han Yang turned around and glanced at Chen Nan, with a disdainful sneer on his face, then turned around and continued running into the distance.

Chen Nan chased after him with big strides.

However, what surprised him was that the other party's cultivation was very strong, especially his Qing Gong cultivation. He seemed to be no weaker than himself and could not catch up with him in a short period of time.

"Boy, what's going on?"

After hearing the noise, the black-feathered chicken flew directly out of the second-floor window.

"Chase!"

Chen Nan pointed to Han Yang in front and said to the black-feathered chicken: "Carry me on your back."

At the critical moment, the black-feathered chicken was unequivocal and transformed directly into a table-high chicken body, carrying Chen Nan and chasing him forward.

The black-feathered chicken was not weak in cultivation, and was born with two wings. His speed was definitely faster than Chen Nan. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Han Yang in front, but at this moment, he saw a flash of sword light, and Han Yang actually stepped on the flying sword.

Flying into the air.

Cultivator!

Chen Nan frowned.

Among the cultivation forces that are hostile to him, apart from the Taixuan Dao Sect, there is only the Corpse Control Sect, which also practices martial arts.

The black-feathered chicken said: "Could he be from the Taixuan Taoist Sect?"

"Probably not. Zhao Han said that he can guarantee that within a month, no one from the Taixuan Taoist Sect will come to trouble me." Chen Nan said: "This person pretends to be me. He must have a conspiracy. If you don't

Use your strength and catch up quickly."

The black-feathered chicken said angrily: "I have already worked hard enough, how much more do you want me to work hard? I want to exhaust you Grandpa Chicken to death!"

Although he cursed unhappily, the speed of the black-haired chicken really improved a lot.

Seeing that the opponent is getting closer and closer, Chen Nan will use all his internal energy and the demonic flames on his body will beat. As long as the distance is closer, he can explode instantly and rush forward to intercept Han Yang.

However, just when he was about to take action, Han Yang stopped.

"Chen Nan. Today next year will be your death anniversary, and the woods below will be the place where your bones are buried." As he spoke, he piloted his flying sword and landed in the woods below.

Chen Nan didn't care about Han Yang's arrogance.

"Are you from the Corpse Sect?" Chen Nan jumped off the black-feathered chicken and stood opposite Han Yang.

Han Yang seemed a little surprised. He smiled coldly and said: "Since you can see it, it doesn't matter if I tell you. After you die, I will replace you and return to Su Qingqing. Her saintly spiritual power will make her become

The Corpse Fighter King with the most potential and the highest spiritual intelligence in our Corpse Control Sect."

Chen Nan's murderous intent was undisguised: "If you dare to touch her hair, I will make your entire Corpse Control Sect disappear from this world. The original Corpse Control Sect is an example."

"It's not a small talk, but it's a pity that you can't leave alive today."

Han Yang was very disdainful of Chen Nan and seemed to have regarded him as a dead person. He sneered: "Besides, the Corpse Control Sect is just a dog we raised. How can you be compared with my Corpse Control Sect? Just rely on you."

With your strength, anyone in our Corpse Control Sect can easily beat you to death."

"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish."

While Chen Nan was speaking, someone rushed forward and punched Han Yang on the head.

The dragon has reverse scales, which will cause anger if touched.

No matter which one of Han Yang's words touched Chen Nan's back, they were all provocations to him.

Facing Chen Nan's rapid attack, Han Yang retreated sharply with his flying sword. Then he saw the copper bell in his hand shake, and the sound of "ding, bell, bell" came out. A huge roar shook the mountain forest, and the ground quickly cracked, and a

The war corpse covered with dense scales burst out of the ground, waving its claws and opening its bloody mouth to rush towards Chen Nan.

"Qiang..."

A concussive sound came out, Chen Nan clenched his right hand, and held the Heaven-Slaying Demon Sword in his hand.

Immediately, his inner strength broke through his fingers, and an arrow of blood poured out, sprinkling on the blade of the magic knife. He strode forward and slashed at the head of the zombie.

The war corpse seemed to feel the dangerous aura, roaring crazily, waving its claws continuously, and the unparalleled death energy rolled horizontally, bombarding Chen Nan, but unfortunately it collided with Chen Nan's body-protecting demonic energy, and finally collapsed

up in the air.

Chen Nan strode forward, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to a place five meters away from the corpse.

The extremely pungent rotten smell filled the air. Chen Nan endured the disgusting smell. With a wave of his left hand, the power of splitting the sky condensed into a huge light palm, which descended towards the war corpse and caught it in an instant.

's head.

"roar……"

The zombie roared angrily and struggled desperately to break away from Chen Nan's bare palm.

Seeing that the war corpse focused all its attention on the light palm, Chen Nan kicked his foot on the ground, his body streaked across the ground like a meteor, and rushed to the war corpse with lightning speed, his hands stained with blood.

The magic sword swept out.

"puff……"

Black corpse blood spurted out, and the smell was extremely stinky.

Chen Nan backed away quickly to prevent himself from getting splashed.

At the same time as he retreated, the remains of the war corpse fell to the ground, and its ferocious head rolled out more than ten meters away. A putrid smell filled the area dozens of meters away.

Han Yang saw all this scene.

But unexpectedly, Chen Nan was easily killed by Zhan Nan. He didn't seem to feel sad, but laughed loudly: "It seems that your blood is indeed the nemesis of Zhan Nan. After you die, your blood essence will

It became a great tonic for me to break through in my cultivation."

"Idiots, I will kill you today and you can go to hell to break through!"

Chen Nan was really angry, with murderous intent. He pointed the magic knife in his hand towards the sky, and shot toward Han Yang like lightning.

Han Yang sneered disdainfully at first, but when the two were less than five meters away, Chen Nan successfully touched the secret technique of "Jiu Zi", and his momentum doubled in an instant. Han Yang was so shocked that Han Yang rushed out in an instant, trying to avoid Chen Nan's attack.

attack.

But Chen Nan was determined to kill him, so how could she let him escape.

The magic knife in his hand followed Han Yang like a shadow. Following the direction that Han Yang avoided, the magic knife changed its direction and slashed at his neck.


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