"Not bad." A page of gold foil from the Wordless Book of Heaven was gathered together here. Chen Fan was very excited, and the whereabouts of the next page were also known. "Let's go." Chen Fan glanced at the old man in the corner and took it back numbly.
caught sight.
Han Wuya nodded. Chen Fan didn't know where the Junhou's materials were hidden. He only knew that there was a page of a wordless heavenly book here!
And there is no doubt that the value of this wordless book is greater than anything else.
Han Wuya followed Chen Fan and turned around. The two of them turned around. The whole sky trembled, and then the library swayed. Chen Fan's face changed slightly, and he felt a terrifying aura locking on this place, and the light flew towards it.
.
This breath is so strong that it is overwhelming and makes people unable to breathe.
"Junhou!"
Han Wuya lost his voice, he is here!
Chen Fan frowned, and he frowned so much. He had only taken a few steps away from the library, and Junhou's aura had undoubtedly locked onto this place. It was too late for Chen Fan to leave.
And in the distance, you can vaguely feel that the air has become quiet.
"The Lord has succeeded?"
Chen Fan took a deep breath. It was quiet outside, but the Lord still had the energy to rush towards this side. This probably only meant one thing.
It's a pity that Chen Fan doesn't even have room to run in this place.
With a shout, a strong wind blew up, and a big black hand came from the sky above the library. With a squeeze of the big hand, there was a click, and the top of the library shattered directly, and then a black shadow appeared.
In a flash, the person had already fallen into this floor and strode in.
"Junhou!" Han Wuya's expression changed, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, with a look of fear on his face.
How could this king come so quickly?
But when he glanced around, his face became even whiter. He finally saw the Junhou's hand, which was holding five heads! Bloody, Junhou walked in. This was a man wearing black clothes.
Ninety percent of the armored man's body was covered in the armor, with only one head exposed. He was a middle-aged man with a graceful temperament and a cold face. He was holding a Fangtian painted halberd in one hand.
Fang Tian's painted halberd was covered with blood foam, and as soon as a person walked in, his body was filled with evil aura.
"Mr. Han, hello." Junhou glanced at Han Wuya, glanced up and down, and threw the heads on his hands to the ground with a "bang", his tone was indifferent, he ignored Chen Fan, and directly
Facing Han Wuya, he said, "Mr. Han, I have been waiting for you for three years, but you are not willing to open your eyes for me, but today you are willing to walk out of the dungeon?"
The heads were thrown to the ground, which sent a chill to the hearts of those present.
Looking at the head of the person, the eyes above were wide and angry, showing a feeling of unwillingness to rest in peace.
Elder Yuan of the inner sect, Elder Bai of the inner sect, King of Swordsmen, King of Spears of the Southern Kingdom...
Five heads were all chopped off!
Five masters of the Nine Heavens are dead!
There is no doubt that if these five people are dead, none of the inner sect masters outside will survive, and they will all be killed!
On the entire mountain top, only Chen Fan and Han Wuya were left.
"Do you think the others can run away?" Junhou smiled, "Others under my command have already gone to arrest them. No one who comes to my Beilang Mountain today can escape."
"Then, it's time to talk about what happened between us." Junhou said, "Mr. Han, I will give you one last chance to choose."
"Submit to me, or die?"
Junhou had his hands behind his back. At this time, Chen Fan could already sense that outside the library, a sea of bandits had gathered together. Junhou stood proudly on top of the library alone, and there was no need for them to come up.
From the beginning to the end, this monarch did not even start the battle formation.
The strength of this monarch is completely beyond expectations!
One person can kill five Ninth Level Heavenly Ones without any pressure!
The ultimate villain.
"Chen Fan, we haven't seen each other for a long time." An angry voice sounded. The old voice suddenly changed. The old man walked out slowly and glared at Chen Fan.
From that inconspicuous appearance at the beginning, the old man's temperament suddenly changed.
His hunched back suddenly straightened up.
The whole person's temperament then glows.
"Mr. Wu, do you recognize this person?" Junhou frowned and glanced at the old man behind him in surprise.
"Of course." The old man laughed ferociously, "Not only do I remember him, I can even think of him in my dreams."
Looking at the old man, Chen Fan frowned fiercely. Finally, he vaguely felt that this man was familiar. The old man stretched out his hand and tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing an extremely young face, and then covered himself with it. The right cloak of the linen clothes was taken off, revealing a dark arm. This arm was full of monsters and was covered with scales.
"Chen Fan, do you still remember me?" The young man said coldly, "I owe all this to you!"
"Wu Buzheng."
Chen Fan spoke these words one by one from between his teeth, and his tone became extremely serious.
Wu Buzheng walked out with anger on his face, but he restrained himself very well. After so many years of not seeing each other, this Wu Buzheng has been on Beilang Mountain... "Your Majesty Junhou." Wu Buzheng said to the Junhou, "This is Someone took away the Wordless Heavenly Book, and he also had the third copy of the Wordless Heavenly Book with him?"
"What?" After hearing this, Junhou's expression changed, and he laughed loudly, "God is really helping me."
"Whatever is missing will be brought. It's good, good. Where are the things? Take them out, please?"
With that said, Junhou took a step forward. Seeing Chen Fan adjust his stance slightly, he sneered, "You don't want to do it anymore, do you? If you just be more honest, I can give you a good time." "
"If you don't know how to live or die, then you can't blame me."
As he spoke, Junhou slowly grasped the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand.
As Junhou Fangtian tightened his grip on the halberd, the entire library lit up with light. This was from the lowest floor of the library to the highest point. Suddenly, the entire library became brightly lit. When he got up, the countless bandit leaders surrounding him under the library raised their heads indifferently and looked at the two figures on the library.
Looking from a distance, the fire soaring into the sky in this cottage has been extinguished.
On some big trees, there was a human head tied to it, and these heads were still dripping with blood, showing expressions of unblinking eyes and fear.
It was the masters of the inner sect before, thirty of them, who were all wiped out.
Five Nine Heavens were killed.
Right now, there are only two people left on Beilang Mountain, Chen Fan and Han Wuya.
Han Wuya's body felt cold for a while, and his mouth was dry. He wanted to retreat, but unfortunately, there was nowhere for him to retreat. The turn was too fast, and these experts from the Nine Heavens could not do anything to this monarch.
Even before they tried to leave, they failed.
"How about it, have you considered it?" Junhou said coldly, taking a step forward, "My patience is very limited."
Chen Fan let out a long sigh, flicked his fingers, and two gold foils appeared in his hand, "This is what you want, right?"
Seeing Chen Fan take out the gold foil, a burning color immediately appeared in the prince's eyes.
"It's a pity that I can't give it to you." After saying that, Chen Fan clasped his hands, looked at the monarch, and then at Wu Buzheng. This Wu Buzheng was a worry for Chen Fan, and he bumped into him here this time.
, then, let’s destroy him here.
Seeing Chen Fan withdraw his hand, the prince's expression obviously dropped.
"Young man, he is not old, but his tone is not small."
Even the two elders of the inner sect were beheaded by him. He really didn't know where this little outer sect disciple got the confidence to fight with him?
It seemed that he still had to take action today. Looking at this monarch, Chen Fan sighed in his heart and secretly squeezed his fingers.
A trace of true energy emerged from the body, and the true energy of the eighth heaven was stirring and boiling.
"Then, let's give it a try."
Chen Fan pushed his palm to signal Han Wuya to step back. Han Wuya took a step back. Chen Fan took three steps to run, with a ferocious look in his eyes. He raised his palm high, and then, from this palm, a terrifying
The true energy exploded, and golden energy appeared on this palm.
With a slap, he slapped the monarch head-on! The auras of the five Nine Heavenly Masters exploded from Chen Fan's body in an instant.