A strong momentum was suddenly released from his body, and then he punched Chen Fan with both fists, shattering the void with one punch, and a terrifying force roared out.
Seeing Zhang Santong's sudden enlargement, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly shrank, and then the spear in his hand was instantly placed across his chest.
boom!
A loud noise was heard, and then Chen Fan's expression suddenly changed, and then his body couldn't help but move backward quickly, leaving a deep hole on the ground with every step backward.
"Old man, it seems that you are hiding quite well. Not only can you control the air and fly, but you can also make your body grow bigger. It seems that you must have taken some magic medicine!" Looking at Zhang Santong's extremely tall figure,
Chen Fan's eyes turned cold and he said with a cold tone.
Zhang Santong said nothing and continued to rush towards Chen Fan.
"Hmph! In that case, let me see who you really are." After saying that, Chen Fan's aura suddenly increased a bit, and then he rushed towards Zhang Santong.
The two of them were fighting fiercely together, and the entire area seemed to be covered by the battlefield between the two, and there were constant bursts of loud and deafening noises.
While the two were fighting, they kept moving sideways. Wherever they passed, the ground was riddled with holes, rocks flew, and smoke filled the air.
Chen Fan became more and more courageous as he fought, and a ferocious aura emanated from his body, like a wild beast, which made people fear him.
Zhang Santong was different. His attacks were getting slower and slower, and gradually, he actually fell into a disadvantage.
"How is that possible?" Seeing that he was gradually being suppressed by Chen Fan, Zhang Santong's expression changed drastically.
"Hahaha, old man, today I will let you know how powerful I, Chen Fan, am."
Chen Fan laughed and said, and then his whole body's aura changed and instantly climbed up a level. Black and purple essence lingered around him, as if he was wearing a piece of black armor.
A huge sense of oppression swept towards Zhang Santong in an instant.
Looking at the black and purple Qi around Chen Fan, Zhang Santong was filled with horror, because he found that these Qi were more than ten times, or even a hundred times more powerful than the previous Qi.
"This... what kind of martial arts is this?" Zhang Santong's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but ask.
Hearing Zhang Santong's doubts, Chen Fan snorted coldly: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and take your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two rays of light suddenly shot out from Chen Fan's eyes, and then he took a step forward, and his whole body exploded towards Zhang Santong like a cannonball.
boom!
Chen Fan slapped Zhang Santong hard with his palm. This palm was like the pressure of Mount Tai, which directly sucked out all the air. There was a soft sound of "pop", and a clearly visible air wave passed from the two of them.
out.
At this moment, Zhang Santong was afraid,
He never thought that Chen Fan had such a strong strength. He originally thought that he could crush the opponent with his own strength, but now he found that all this was an illusion.
At this moment, Zhang Santong panicked, because he had never thought that Chen Fan's strength had surpassed him by a lot.
"Destruction Slash!"
Zhang Santong roared angrily, then made a fist with his right hand and hit Chen Fan hard.
A dull explosion suddenly sounded, and then Chen Fan was seen not taking a step back. On the other hand, Zhang Santong flew directly backwards, then fell to the ground in embarrassment, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Santong was lying on the ground, staring at Chen Fan in mid-air with a shocked expression.
How could he win over himself? He is a warrior in the realm of the Holy King, but the other party is just an outsider, without the blessing of heaven. The gap is too huge.
Just when Zhang Santong was shocked, Chen Fan jumped up again and kicked Zhang Santong hard.
Seeing Chen Fan's actions, Zhang Santong's expression suddenly changed. He never thought that Chen Fan would still attack. This was simply not following the routine!
However, Zhang Santong soon realized what he was doing. He kicked off his legs and jumped up instantly. Then he avoided Chen Fan's sharp blow. Then he spun around in the air and stepped hard on Chen Fan.
's head.
Bang!
Chen Fan dodged Zhang Santong's attack, but did not stop attacking. He held the gun with both hands and stabbed out fiercely.
Poof!
A tearing sound was heard, and Chen Fan directly shot Zhang Santong through the chest.
"Ah~"
As Zhang Santong screamed, he lowered his head and covered his chest in disbelief. He never expected that Chen Fan's attack would be so fierce.
"No, don't kill me!"
Zhang Santong knelt on the ground and begged, how could he still look as arrogant as before?
"Ha! It's too late!"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Zhang Santong's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Little beast, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Even if I fight to the death, I will never let you feel better."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Santong bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, then spurted out a mouthful of blood, which instantly sprinkled on the jade bracelet on his hand, followed by a bright red stream of light that instantly enveloped him.
"go!"
Zhang Santong shouted loudly and slapped Chen Fan with his palm. At the same time, the blood-red bead in front of him also turned into a streak of blood-red light and shot straight towards Chen Fan.
"Um?"
Seeing the blood-red light coming, Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, then he held the spear in his right hand, and suddenly reached out with his left hand, instantly grabbing the blood-red light. In an instant, Chen Fan's body trembled, and a trace of pain ran down his fingertips.
spread.
Although this blood-red light was very powerful, it could not hurt him. After all, the strength of his body was there.
Looking at the spinning dagger, Chen Fan's eyes flashed coldly. He then held the spear in his right hand, stretched out two fingers of his left hand to clamp the dagger, and then pulled hard, and the dagger was snatched away by him in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan's wrist shook slightly, and the dagger immediately escaped from his control.
The dagger cut through the air, and then with a desolate arc, it was fiercely inserted into Zhang Santong's throat.
A generation of Demon Sect leader died in Chen Fan's hands.
After killing Zhang Santong, Chen Fan slowly let go of his hand, and the dagger fell to the ground, making a clear and sweet collision sound.
After dealing with Zhang Santong, Chen Fan slowly raised his head, looked at the four masked men in black not far away, and then walked away step by step.
When he got closer to the four of them, Chen Fan's lips curved into an evil smile.
"I'll give you one last chance to surrender to me!" Chen Fan glanced at the four of them and then said.
Hearing this, the four of them looked at each other in disbelief, and then they all pulled out their weapons and attacked Chen Fan.
"Seeking death!" Chen Fan snorted coldly, then brandished his gentian silver spear and fought with the four people.
The sound of gold and iron clashing spread in all directions, the four sword lights kept flashing, sparks flew everywhere, and Chen Fan's figure moved quickly among the four people.
"Your swordsmanship is too weak and needs to be strengthened!"