In an instant, Chen Fan was in front of him first. This punch had already hit him head-on. The zhenqi in his body was running wildly. The old man in sackcloth sneered, with one hand behind his back and an expressionless face.
At that moment, with this punch, he wanted to kill Chen Fan first!
His eyes were cold.
In his eyes, this little seventh-level master could be killed with one punch! But he was wrong!
The body went towards him, and Chen Fan's punch had already hit him. After this period of practice, Chen Fan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has reached the peak of the Seventh Realm. This strength has reached another level.
From the beginning, it was barely able to absorb half of Shen Huainan's strength, but now, it has increased by more than 50%.
One punch, hit hard!
"Bang!" The fists collided with each other, and the aura like a wild beast burst out from Chen Fan's fist. The face of the old man in sackcloth suddenly changed. The next moment, from his face, There was a deep sense of horror and disbelief!
The power that burst out from Chen Fan's fist has reached the peak of the Nine Realms!
"How is that possible!" The old man in Mai screamed and lost his voice.
Chen Fan's power has surpassed that of the master of the Ninth Realm who was seriously injured in the Ayesha Cult. However, this Chen Fan is only in the Seventh Realm of Spiritual Refining. This kind of power is unbelievable and has never been heard of even in the world of gods and humans. .
Could it be that this person is a genius secretly cultivated by a certain sect in the world of heaven and man?
He has also seen some such people, who are very terrifying. Although their cultivation level is not high, their combat power is very terrifying. Even though they are not at a high level, they can explode into super-level combat power! These people will all be bad in the future. He became a prominent genius for a while.
For example, if it takes a hundred days to build a foundation, it is better to do nothing!
When she was in the Sixth Realm of Xiantian, she killed the masters of the Nine Realms, the Yin-Yang Sect’s Saint, Yin-Yang Ghost Princess!
Also, Tongxuan Tower, one against four sect saints, is the nameless sword-carrying young man, the tower guard!
This person's level of defiance seems to be no weaker than these people!
A shocked expression appeared on the face of the old man in sackcloth. Just as he hesitated for a moment, Chen Fan's punch actually knocked him away.
Behind the scenes, when these people saw this scene, their faces couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Kill out!" The old man at Piaomiao Peak was overjoyed when he saw this scene.
Lin Zhiqiu was startled and glanced sideways. He couldn't help but glance at Chen Fan's side face...
Could this person reach the peak of the Nine Realms with just one punch? It’s unbelievable that this person’s strength is obviously weaker than hers! How many secrets does this person have?
This thought just flashed through his mind. Lin Zhiqiu let out a low drink. With a flicker of the sword light in his hand, a gray aura emerged. This aura was very suffocating. Lin Zhiqiu's eyes gradually became indifferent and turned into... It became a gray color that lost focus, and the aura reached the ninth realm.
But that force seemed to be suppressed in her body and had not completely exploded yet.
In desperation, all these people broke out.
"Bang!" Li Modan spat out a mouthful of blood, and hit the wall with his whole body, vomiting out a large mouthful of blood. He was fighting one against two, which was a bit too much, and there was another person here whose strength was already close. Entered the second realm of Xiantian.
He was too reluctant to deal with it alone. On the side, Luo Cang, whose aura was pale, was also shocked and backed away.
Looking at him like this, he seems very weak.
"Get rid of them!" Luo Cang shouted coldly. On the other side, the fighting was already very fierce. Now, it was no longer a matter of seizing the Foundation Establishment Pill, but how to get out!
On the other side, Lu Long was already vomiting blood and flying backwards, while Li Qingyuan and others, as well as the masters of the four sects, were struggling to support these people of the Cangxuan Sect.
The two sides are already furious, and four of the ten elders of the Cangxuan Sect have been killed!
As for the four major sects, most of them were lost!
All hopes were pinned on Chen Fan. However, the old man in sackcloth had an indifferent expression. The masters of Piaomiao Peak, together with Lin Zhiqiu, directly caused the two people to vomit blood and fly away. When Chen Fan joined the battle, it was enough.
It took three people with the strength of the Ninth Realm to barely fight him.
This also relies on Chen Fan's various weird methods.
"No, the gap in strength between the Xiantian realm is really too big. Even with me now, I can't do anything about it!" Chen Fan's face flashed a hint of ugliness. Even if he uses ghost children and shadows, there will be no problem.
changes.
As long as this old man in sackcloth is determined to stay here, they won't be able to break out!
This gap is no longer the gap between spirit refining and spirit refining.
"Bang", under another attack of fire, the old man in sackcloth had already retreated to the entrance of the cave, but he snorted coldly, his fingers were cold, and he shouted loudly, and he jumped up high, pointed a finger, and fiercely
Sweep down.
From this fingertip, a hot breath burst out directly, sweeping across Chen Fan and the other three people. The innate power came out without any scruples at all!
It is really a luxury to expect three Nine Realm masters to defeat this innate master!
Chen Fan's expression did not change at first. He did not dare to confront this innate master. He ducked and avoided it. On the other side, Lin Zhiqiu's face turned pale. She was the slowest to react. In her eyes, she had a premonition of this death-like aura.
, this gray energy became more and more intense, and at the moment when it was about to explode, Chen Fan grabbed her, and they both rolled to the ground.
The gray color in Lin Zhiqiu's eyes gradually receded.
Sweeping away with one finger, this master of Piaomiao Peak had no retreat. When he was hit by this sweep, his head fell to the ground, his body fell down, and he was dead! Another master of the Nine Realms died in battle! In this innate master's case,
His subordinates, they still seem a little too weak!
The old man in sackcloth swayed a little, and his face couldn't help but turn a little blue. He snorted coldly and walked out slowly, and his palms were a little numb.
Being attacked jointly by these three Nine Realm masters, he was almost attacked and was in a panic.
Fortunately, in the end, it was still stable.
Rolling over from the ground, the two people's bodies were entangled together, and the hot breath came from each other. Under the white silk scarf, Lin Zhiqiu's face suddenly turned red, and the gray aura on his body disappeared in an instant.
It's spotless.
Some of them looked annoyed and angry, "Get out of the way!" Lin Zhiqiu said angrily.
The Aye-Etai Cult is a women's sect. From top to bottom, there are only female cultivators. The Aye-Etai Cult has always had very strict rules. She has never had any contact with men since she was a child, and she has almost no dialogue.
Even if there are men, they have seen each other from a distance. Have they ever had such close contact?
At that moment, Lin Zhiqiu's whole body felt hot, and he stared at Chen Fan and said angrily.
She seemed to feel a numbness all over her body, almost paralyzed.
"Shut up!" Chen Fan said coldly, stopping her, "When your physique explodes, if you want to die, don't kill me!"
Lin Zhiqiu was stunned. Chen Fan had already gotten up and overwhelmed this Aestech saint. Chen Fan didn't even have the slightest bit of charm. He stood up and stared at the old man in sackcloth with cold eyes. He pressed his hand on the ground. Chen Fan
Already planning to fight tooth and nail.
"Wow!" On the other side, the defeat was also decided. Li Modan hit the mountain wall with a bang. Looking closely, Li Modan's blood was spattered after seven steps, and one of his hands had been chopped off.
Broken.
On the other side, the man in black robe appeared with an indifferent expression from behind where he was standing before, holding a dark knife in his hand, with blood dripping from the knife.
The remaining people huddled together with despair on their faces.
Lu Long also fell to the ground at this moment, vomiting blood in large mouths. His swollen body had suddenly become sluggish, and his face turned snow-white. Before, he had overexhausted his physical strength. These people from the Cangxuan Sect
In total, he was blocked by him alone.
But this time, he was about to die. Tai Shangdao, the deputy head of Piaomiao Peak, were all dead!
Luo Cang was panting, with ferocious eyes, and slowly stepped forward. This battle was indeed not easy. He was also stained with blood, and he was obviously injured. Luo Cang sneered, "Today, I will kill you all. I will go back, Cang
The Xuan Sect can have three more innate masters."
"When the time comes, what are you going to fight with me for?" Luo Cang sneered again and again.
The eyes of Chen Fan and Li Qingyuan were both ugly, and gradually became sinister.