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The first thousand two hundred and thirty-one chapters kill with one palm

"Boy, as you wish, today I will teach you what kind of strength you foreign cultivators have, and dare to call a formation in front of my ancient disciples!"

Li Xuantong came forward bravely, but his tone was quite firm.

Chen Fan chuckled and laughed, "Of course, I also want to learn what extraordinary abilities the disciples of Jianming Sect have!"

After speaking, Chen Fan stretched out a hand and shook it towards the other party.

"Boy, take out your weapons!"

Li Xuantong shouted with a dark face.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "No, I won't use any weapons to deal with you!"

After all, he is a powerful person in the realm of Three Flowers Gathering. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if he had to use weapons to deal with a Xuanying peak person who came out of a greenhouse?

But Chen Fan's words, to Li Xuantong's ears, were simply an insult to the face of his ancient disciples.

Li Xuantong laughed angrily and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, you have the guts, and I will let you know today that the majesty of our Gudi sect is not something that just any guy can provoke at will!"

"Really? I'm looking forward to it!"

Chen Fan smiled slightly and stepped out several feet away.

Li Xuantong quickly followed up, swinging his long sword in his hand.

"Three strikes to kill the mountain!"

Three sword lights, dragging several feet of sword light, shrouded Chen Fan.

Seeing the opponent's sword light slashing down, Chen Fan couldn't help but nod secretly. If these three sword lights were slashed on his body, even with Chen Fan's current physical strength, a bloody mark would be left.

Especially with this momentum, if it is cut on a hill, it is possible to cut off the top of the mountain.

It's worthy of this mountain-cutting three-strike move.

However, how could Chen Fan let the opponent's sword strike fall on him.

Seeing the sword light passing by him, Chen Fan's figure suddenly flashed.

Shrinking to the ground, his figure disappeared directly on the spot.

Li Xuantong, who was opposite him, looked dazed for a moment.

Chen Fan's sudden disappearance was due to this moment of negligence. When Chen Fan was discovered, Chen Fan had already arrived in front of him.

Chen Fan flashed his wrist, stretched out a finger, flexed it, and flicked it.

Bang!

Chen Fan's fingers flicked on the long sword in Li Xuantong's hand.

With a crisp sound, the long sword held in Li Xuantong's hand broke and shattered into several pieces.

"Ah, how dare you destroy my sword!"

Li Xuantong shouted angrily and waved his fist towards Chen Fan's face.

However, the moment Li Xuantong raised his fist, he quickly retreated in an attempt to leave Chen Fan's attack range.

How could Chen Fan give the other party a chance to escape?

After shattering Li Xuantong's sword with one finger, Chen Fan pushed forward with his palm sideways.

boom!

A huge palm slapped Li Xuantong who was continuing to retreat.

The palm print that was chased by Chen Fan flew away with a slap and crashed into the earth and rocks of the hill not far away.

No one expected that Li Xuantong, a disciple of the Jianming Sect with peak Xuanying strength, could not even stand in front of Chen Fan.

Seeing this scene, Yun Tianyu's face changed color slightly.

Seeing that Chen Fan actually slapped him out with his palm, he didn't even move.

Yun Tianyu was confused and whispered to a disciple beside him, "Junior brother, go see if Li Xuantong can still come over!"

In fact, when he saw Chen Fan making a move, Yun Tianyu became a little more vigilant.

Yun Tianyu fairly understood Li Xuantong's strength, and the relationship between the two sects was quite close.

At the beginning, Yun Tianyu had just competed with Li Xuantong. Although it was just a casual competition, Yun Tianyu also knew that if the two of them really fought hard and wanted to win over Li Xuantong, he would not be able to defeat him in an instant.

of.

But the young man in front of him could actually shoot Li Xuantong away in one glance.

This is obviously not because Li Xuantong's strength has become weaker, but because the guy opposite him who doesn't know where he came from is too strong.

At this time, the Izumo disciple who was investigating Li Xuantong's situation came back and whispered to Yun Tianyu, "Senior brother, Li Xuantong is dead!"

"What? Dead?"

Yun Tianyu's expression suddenly changed, and Li Xuantong was actually slapped to death by the other party.

Is this Li Xuantong so invincible, or is this kid so terrifying in strength?

Yun Tianyu looked at Chen Fan again with a bit more fear in his eyes.

While Chen Fan and Yun Tianyu were confronting each other, the battle between Zhang Buxuan and the Izumo disciple was also going on.

Zhang Buxuan punched the opponent's lower abdomen, and before the opponent's long sword could strike back, Zhang Buxuan struck again with his second punch.

boom!

A punch hit the front of the heart, and the Izumo disciple was knocked away by the punch.

Yun Tianyu's face was gloomy, "Go and have a look!"

"yes!"

Zhang Buxuan flew back, inspected the Izumo disciples and returned.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Zhang is also dead!"

"What, dead too?"

Yun Tianyu looked at Chen Fan and Zhang Buxuan coldly.

"You two, our Izumo Sword Sect doesn't seem to have any issues with you two, right? Why do you want to kill my Izumo people!"

"Shall I kill you?"

Zhang Buxuan sneered, "If I don't kill him, I will be the one who dies soon!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Buxuan's fingers suddenly shook, and a few thin invisible silver needles glowed with a faint blue light.

"I really didn't expect that a dignified sword cultivator would actually follow those evil ways and play tricks like this to plot against people!"

After looking at the several poison arrays thrown on the ground, Yun Tianyu's expression changed slightly.

Chen Fan on the side frowned, "Bu Xuan, so that guy just now deliberately targeted you with poison?"

The poison arrays discovered by Zhang Buxuan reminded Chen Fan of a rumor.

On the Northern Tribulation Continent, there was a time when many casual cultivators were killed.

It's just that things happened and went away quickly, and it didn't cause much of a sensation.

And after all, this rumor was heard in the previous life.

However, the scene in front of him made Chen Fan realize that those casual cultivators who died on the Northern Tribulation Continent were probably plotted by these Gudi disciples who held poisonous needles.

Even if the guy who fought against Zhang Buxuan just now is not the same guy before, he still has a close relationship with the guy who once plotted against those casual cultivators.

"I never expected that the majestic Izumo Sword Sect would actually use such tricks to plot against people!"

Chen Fan suddenly smiled, "I saw that those casual cultivators who died inexplicably on the Northern Tribulation Continent were related to your Izumo Sword Sect!"

As soon as Chen Fan said these words, Yun Tianyu's expression changed suddenly, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he snorted coldly, "Boy, there are some things you shouldn't say nonsense. If my senior Izumo knows what you said, you will die without knowing it."

How did he die!"

Chen Fan chuckled and said, "Did I poke a sore spot?"

"What kind of truth is this that you dare to do something but don't dare to let others say it?"

Zhang Buxuan was also a little stunned, "What do you mean? Could it be that?"


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