As soon as the nine thousand drops of aura exploded, even the master of seven thousand drops of true liquid had to retreat! At this moment, few people could stand in this place. This momentum was too strong. Under the fifth heaven,
, almost the first person!
Chen Fan couldn't help but frown. Under the strong wind, even he himself was shaken this way and that, making him unsteady. The terrifying aura seemed to have turned into substance and came towards his face with great force.
Chen Fan couldn't resist this.
Chen Fan's face showed solemnity, so strong!
The peak of the fourth heaven, nine thousand drops of true liquid, this is really not something that I can resist!
"A small monk in Beizhou dares to claim to be a genius." With a breath rising to the sky, Han Qingzhu walked over step by step, with a cold face and an evil spirit on his body. He put his hands behind his back and said, "I'll let you take a look, what does it mean?"
genius!"
"It saves you the trouble of being such a frog in a well."
"Cloud-covering hand!"
With a low shout, he slapped his palm, and endless clouds of smoke filled the air. It transformed into a big hand made of smoke between the sky and the earth, and grabbed it towards Chen Fan. With a weak grasp of this big hand, it was enough to crush a six-figure statue in an instant.
The master of Thousand Drops of True Liquid.
When the big hand came, Chen Fan's face was solemn, and he had to take action to meet it. As soon as he raised his hand, he punched out, and a big hand flew out, causing the void to tremble and shake.
Chen Fan's face was cold and he shouted.
boom.
The two collided, and the suffocating breath burst out from this small space. The endless energy was like a hurricane, sweeping and rolling in all directions. The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he became unsteady.
, people kept retreating.
Such a direct collision between masters is too terrifying and should not be underestimated!
As soon as he punched out, Chen Fan's chest was filled with tightness, his energy and blood surged, and he was almost unsteady on his feet. He kept retreating, kicking and kicking, and retreated seven or eight steps in one breath. This was when the power was released.
"So strong." Chen Fan couldn't help but secretly said.
The master of the fourth level of energy transformation is indeed so powerful.
Han Qingzhu stood on the void with one hand on his back, flew down, shouted, "Come again", and rushed towards Chen Fan with one punch. With the power of ten punches, he would definitely knock Chen Fan out.
Blast into pulp.
Chen Fan raised his head, stepped forward, and a cyan pen appeared in his hand.
A blue inkstone and a pen.
This is the treasure obtained after killing Ancestor Han. The green pen is as thick as a bucket and looks like heavy black steel. The inkstone is like a mountain, shining with a cold luster. The green inkstone is responsible for guarding and the green pen is responsible for killing.
As soon as the two objects came out, the green inkstone emerged and shrouded the sky above Chen Fan's head, emitting endless brilliance, a hazy green light.
The green pen that appeared on the hand did not have the softness of a literary treasure. Instead, it was filled with a fierce and murderous aura. The murderous aura shot straight into the sky and shook the world. Just this aura made people's hearts tremble.
Chen Fan held a large pen in his hand, shouted loudly, and pointed at Han Qingzhu.
Chen Fan's strength is not enough to match Han Qingzhu. With these two treasures, he has a little killing power. Chen Fan didn't bother to use these two things before, but now, this Han Qingzhu is called Chen Fan.
I feel a little bit of pressure.
With the addition of two magic weapons, Chen Fan's strength soared.
A person holding a magic weapon is like a warrior holding a sharp weapon with a handle, and can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
The golden zhenqi poured into the sky crazily, and the killing energy of the green pen shot into the sky, almost splitting the sky, shuddering silently, and struck Han Qingzhu fiercely with one stroke. From the tip of his nose, a thick green light came over him,
Blow it down hard.
Han Qingzhu punched out and swooped down from high altitude, shaking the big green pen.
Without dodging or dodging, he punched down, and waves of aura erupted from the big pen. The air waves were heavy and spread out to all directions. Han Qingzhu was finally pushed back. His face changed, and he felt the cyan color.
The power of a big pen.
"Come again!"
Chen Fan grabbed the green pen with his arm, and it was like spinning an iron rod weighing 10,000 kilograms, smashing into the void. His face suddenly showed a ferocious expression, and he smashed it down hard.
Hit!
But Han Qingzhu's arms also grabbed the big green pen. He roared, and the muscles in his arms bulged high and unreasonably thick. His arms turned black and bulged as thick as a horse's legs.
Violent power soared from his arms, and Han Qingzhu was also a ruthless person.
He stepped on the void, and nine thousand drops of power exploded out with a buzz. Peiran's powerful force came from the big green pen, and it withstood the blow, and finally the big pen flew out directly.
"You just want to kill me with this little trick, you're a little too naive!"
Han Qingzhu said coldly.
As soon as he stepped forward, he reached the void again, punched down with a punch, put his five fingers together, and the killing energy burst out from the fist, golden light overflowed, filling the sky, and punched the green inkstone.
The green inkstone swung violently, almost being moved, but this green inkstone was like a mountain, majestic and upright, with endless blue light splashing down, boundless, protecting Chen Fan below. Han Qingzhu's punch was actually ineffective.
.
When he was about to take action, Chen Fan had already come forward to kill him.
With this one person, he was able to deal with Han Qingzhu, and he was evenly matched for a while.
"Your opponent is me." On the side, the middle-aged Uncle Guan was still in a daze, and a cold voice sounded from behind. This Uncle Guan was covered in hair, and the hairs sprouted from his body.
Before he could turn his head, a cold hand came from behind and took off his head.
From that bare hand, an astonishing murderous intention rushed out without any emotion.
When facing this Li Wanji, Uncle Guan was even more frightened than when facing Chen Fan. At that moment, he couldn't dodge, but his body was twisted strangely, his neck was tilted to the side at 90 degrees, and his body was "fractured" unreasonably.
He got up and avoided the blow.
It turns out that he is also a person who has achieved a pure body and can do some incredible and seemingly unreasonable things.
Just dodged this blow, Li Wanji was so experienced in battles, her face remained unchanged, her kick changed, and the previous shot had become a feint, she kicked away, and rushed straight to the man's chest, murderous intent
Wanton, this kick was enough to break anyone's sternum. Uncle Guan was so horrified that he stretched out his palms and hit Li Wanji on the leg.
However, these palm strikes were like hitting an iron plate that was flying at a very fast speed. Li Wanji bumped into it with her shoulder and changed her moves repeatedly. Uncle Guan was finally unable to change his moves. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.
Li Wanji walked forward step by step, drew out a sword, and pointed forward. Under her feet, a bloody ghost mist filled the air.
The void is silent.
Cold sweat broke out on Uncle Guan's forehead, and within a moment, this ghost mist swallowed him up... Li Wanji did not take too much essence and blood, and her cultivation was only slightly improved, but compared to a month ago, the progress was not much.
Right now, all I can do is deal with this Uncle Guan.
This is due to the fact that the two people do not have enough true essence and blood in their hands. They can only supply one person. Spreading it among two people is not as good as concentrating it on one person. Otherwise, two more people who can deal with seven thousand drops of true essence and blood will be better.
What's the use?
Still can't deal with Han Qingzhu.
At the moment, Chen Fan and Han Qingzhu were fighting together. This was indeed the top master from Zhongzhou, Nine Thousand True Liquid. He once killed his master with nine thousand drops of True Liquid with seven thousand drops. Now he
His strength could overwhelm a master of the fifth level of transformation and ten thousand drops of true liquid! However, he and Chen Fan used two magic weapons to kill an evenly matched opponent.
In the void, an inkstone and two shadows worked together to kill Han Qingzhu. Han Qingzhu's flying sword was entangled in rags. He only used his fists to fight against Chen Fan. His fists were trained like magic weapons and were indestructible.
Punch after punch was thrown out, causing the void to tremble.
Chen Fan roared, and the green pen slammed down from the void. The green pen clicked out a trace of Dao rhyme. The void spread like ripples to both sides. Han Qingzhu punched away, and there was blood on the tiger's mouth.
It exploded and finally couldn't resist. The person flew out and hit the mountain wall, vomiting blood.
Turning over, the aura on his body not only did not weaken, but even became more ferocious. Han Qingzhu became extremely ferocious and shouted, "Go back!" He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
As soon as the blood essence spurted out, his hand was stained with this blood essence, and he quickly wrote the word "return" in the void!
As soon as he wrote the word "gui", Chen Fan's expression changed, and he felt the flying sword that was originally silent from the rags buzzing and trembling again, and then it started to move uncontrollably quickly, and he was about to escape from the trap.
But in the blink of an eye, there was a bang, the rag could no longer hold up, it was completely torn into pieces, and the cold air surged into the sky. The ice-cracked flying sword broke out of the formation again!