The man in white robe stared at Chen Fan with a sneer, and said ferociously: "You brat, I didn't expect you to have some abilities, but you are under my control now, why don't you beg for mercy quickly."
Hearing this, Chen Fan sneered, glanced at the man in white robe with disdain, and said mockingly: "Bah! You think you will win this way, I tell you..."
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Fan opened his bow from left to right and slapped the man in white robe several times, causing his head to buzz and scream.
"ah!"
After receiving a few slaps, the man in white robe immediately became furious, looked at Chen Fan with a ferocious expression, and roared crazily.
"Damn you bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The man in white robe roared loudly, and then used his fingers hard to end Chen Fan's life directly.
"How dare you!" Chen Fan's eyes widened and he roared loudly, and his body erupted with a billowing bloody aura, like a demon possessing him, causing the white-robed man's expression to change slightly.
However, the man in white robe did not hesitate at all, and continued to shrink his fingers, trying to crush Chen Fan to death. If he did not kill him this time, Jian Zong would probably become the laughing stock of others in the world.
Just when the man in white robe was about to kill him, a golden light suddenly shot out from the woods nearby.
The golden light flashed away, and in the blink of an eye, the man in white robe had arrived. At the same time, the golden light flashed, and a long knife was placed between Chen Fan and the man in white robe.
"Ding!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed through the dense forest.
"Who!" the man in white robe shouted, his face uncertain, staring at the long knife not far away, his eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing a strong murderous intention.
"How can you get your hands on my treasure!" came an old voice, and immediately an old man in a black cloak appeared beside the two of them.
Seeing the old man in black robe suddenly appearing, Chen Fan's eyes shrank slightly. The threat this old man posed to him was really too great.
Looking at Chen Fan and the old man in black robe, the man in white robe looked at Chen Fan indifferently, with a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, and said with a serious smile: "Boy, I will remember you!"
After saying that, his figure flickered and flew away into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed across Chen Fan's face, "He ran pretty fast!"
However, he did not chase after him. Instead, he turned around and looked at the old man in black robe.
"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked doubtfully. From the appearance of the old man in black robe to save him, and the behavior of the man in white robe, Chen Fan guessed that the mysterious old man in front of him should be an outsider like himself.
"The old man's surname is Zhang and his name is Santong!"
"Zhang Santong!" Chen Fan chanted again.
Zhang Santong looked at Chen Fan and said calmly: "Since the young hero has entered the realm of invincibility, he should know that the most dangerous thing in this world is the human heart, especially a young hero like you!"
Hearing this, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at Zhang Santong with a half-smile: "What do you mean by this old gentleman? I don't understand it!"
Seeing Chen Fan pretending to be stupid, Zhang Santong shook his head, and then sighed: "You are still young, keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future!"
"Since it doesn't make sense, let's fight!" Chen Fan grinned, his figure suddenly rose, and he rushed towards Zhang Santong.
He could see that this old guy obviously wanted to talk to him, but the other party was not at all kind. How could he let him go?
Seeing Chen Fan attacking towards him, Zhang Santong frowned slightly, but then relaxed.
"Since you are stubborn, I have no choice but to teach you a lesson."
As he spoke, Zhang Santong waved his arm, and a fierce sword intent suddenly surged out of his arm, and then he slashed with his sword.
The sword's light was dazzling and sharp, and it fired towards Chen Fan with a burst of piercing screams.
Feeling this extremely fierce sword intent, Chen Fan's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly activated his spiritual energy to protect his body.
The sword light struck the spiritual energy barrier fiercely, and a fierce explosion occurred in an instant, and the aftermath spread out, setting off a violent wind that swept in all directions.
Feeling the pain coming from his chest, Chen Fan groaned and took five or six steps back. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint would be left on the ground. This shows how powerful this sword is.
, if it weren’t for the spiritual energy shield protecting him, he would probably have been seriously injured even if he didn’t die with this sword alone.
"Eh!" Seeing that Chen Fan only took five or six steps back and then stopped, Zhang Santong glanced at Chen Fan in surprise. He was obviously a little surprised that Chen Fan's physical strength was so strong, but then a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Originally I wanted you to live for a while, but now it seems it's not necessary!"
As he spoke, Zhang Santong's whole body was filled with true energy, and his body slowly floated up, suspended in mid-air. His whole body was exuding a blazing aura, and around him, there were faintly visible tiny electric currents running around.
The power of thunder!
Seeing this, Chen Fan's face suddenly changed. This three-way actually understood the power of thunder. Now he is in trouble. Although he possesses the Zixiao True Thunder, the quality of his Zixiao True Thunder is not enough to deal with this old guy.
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"Who are you? Why are you intercepting me!" Chen Fan said in a deep voice, his eyes full of fear, because the Zhang Santong in front of him actually gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Zhang Santong laughed, and then said: "Boy, don't worry about who I am. I just want to remind you that if you want to live, leave quickly, otherwise you will definitely die!"
"Haha, who do you think you are?"
Zhang Santong's words also inspired Chen Fan's fighting spirit.
Although Chen Fan is usually idle, smiling, uneducated, and even causing trouble all day long, he has a stubborn temper at heart. The more provocation he encounters, the more he wants to overthrow him.
"You will know who I am soon!" Zhang Santong smiled mysteriously. After speaking, he raised his head and looked into the void and murmured: "Master, this disciple has tried his best."
"Old guy, I admit that you are very strong, but today, you can't even think of leaving. I will definitely kill you." Seeing this, Chen Fan sneered, then dodged and rushed towards Zhang Santong.
Chen Fan held the spiritual weapon spear and shook it fiercely, and wisps of sword light turned into blossoming spear flowers and enveloped Zhang Santong.
Facing the sky full of gun lights, Zhang Santong showed no fear on his face. He thrust his right hand into the ground. In an instant, a giant flying sword suddenly emerged from the ground, and then faced the sky filled with gun lights.
In an instant, a violent explosion suddenly sounded, followed by countless waves of energy.
Seeing this, Chen Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and his eyes were cold, "Death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan's wrist suddenly shook, and a sharp sword light roared out, tearing the air, and headed straight for Zhang Santong's throat with the power of destroying everything.