Dao Shaoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Chen Fan carefully, he had some understanding of Chen Fan's strength, and he could resist the three moves of the master in the late stage of the Jiedan.

Although Chen Fan didn't completely take the sword Mo Li's move in the end, it was already remarkable that he could do it in the Qi refining period.

He was not only thinking about whether he would be able to take on such three tricks.

Then, he threw this question to the back of his mind, stopped thinking about it, hooked his finger at Chen Fan, and said with a playful smile: "You said that I am not worthy of spying on the magical powers of White Tiger Peak, then let me see how many catties and taels you have, the inner door of White Tiger Peak, no one dares to take it, but it is ridiculous to let you, a disciple of the outer sect, come!"

"You don't deserve to let Senior Brother Neimen make a move!" Chen Fan lifted the spear upside down in his hand, above his left hand, thunder and lightning in his palm, and stepped forward heavily, rushing towards the ring at a high speed.

Chen Fan stepped out in one step, the distance was extremely far, the whole person seemed to be flying at a low altitude, one foot stepped out, the hurricane around him was raging, blowing the hair in front of his ears, and the tail of his waist swayed, making a snapping sound.

Seeing Chen Fan rushing over, Dao Shaoyang didn't dare to slack off, the black long knife on his shoulder was tightly held in his hand, and his whole body of exercises was urged, and he was instantly raised to the peak state, and in his eyes, he was vigilant and abnormal.

Dao Moli was pouted by Chen Fan, so he had the intention of killing him, but as an elder, it was not good for him to kill him openly, so he let Dao Shaoyang finish it.

After hearing that Deacon Luo had become the peak master of White Tiger Peak, he took the people of the Sword Sect up the mountain to challenge, in order to let Chen Fan fight, and killed him by "mistake" in the discussion.

Thinking of this, Dao Moli gradually smiled, it was a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

"Brother Dao seems to be confident about this competition!" When Chen Fan arrived, Lord Luo Feng lost his previous look, but instead smiled, and at this moment, seeing Dao Mo Li laughing, he stepped forward and asked.

"Does this need to be said?, how can Shaoyang's cultivation at the eighth level of Qi refining be lost to Chen Fan at the seventh level of Qi refining? This is a competition without suspense, and the result is already doomed. ”

Dao Moli took a sip of tea and slowly looked up at the ring.

At this time, the spear in Chen Fan's hand came to the ring with the power of thunder and lightning and stabbed at Dao Shaoyang's abdomen.

Dao Shaoyang took half a step back, the black long knife in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the long knife blocked, deviating the spear.

However, just as he stepped back, Chen Fan had already jumped into the ring.

The spear in Chen Fan's hand turned into a sweep, avoiding the long knife in Dao Shaoyang's hand, and swept towards his retreat.

The tip of the spear flashed with a compelling light, and Dao Shaoyang Yu changed his move to block, but it was already too late.

In a hurry, he took a half step back.

But just as he took half a step back, the tip of the spear swept over his ankle, and a line of blood appeared in an instant.

The spear returned to his hand, and Chen Fan looked at him disdainfully: "This is the ability of the outer disciples of the White Tiger Peak, are you still satisfied?"

"Hmph, less proud, the next move, I want your life!" Dao Shaoyang snorted coldly, his momentum was released, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining was fully revealed, and the hurricane blew under his feet, shaking up the dust on the ground!

"Want my life?" Chen Fan suddenly realized that this was probably not just a simple exchange, the other party actually said that he wanted his own life, presumably because he held a grudge that day and wanted to take his own life!

"Since that's the case, then it will be done for you!" Chen Fan said secretly.

He will not be soft on anyone who wants to kill him, even if this person has a great background.

Chen Fan put away his thoughts, the exercises were running, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth made a mournful sound, but it was actually inhaled into his body violently, causing the aura around him to shrink sharply and let out a mournful roar.

Behind him, a sea of blood was shaking, and the blood was furious, like a raging wind and waves.

Above the sea of blood, the clouds gathered, and the thunder ran among them, which was quite deterrent.

Seeing this, Dao Shaoyang didn't dare to be careless, and a sea of blood suddenly appeared behind him, but unfortunately, his sea of blood was like a dead sea, no matter the momentum or strength was not comparable to Chen Fan's sea of blood, the wind was calm, and there was no majesty at all.

"Kill!" At this moment, Dao Shaoyang's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, killing intent surged into his heart, and the sea of blood behind him finally reacted, gurgling and bubbling.

"If you want to die, then fulfill you!" Chen Fan jumped high, and behind him, the sea of blood was shaking, rolling up monstrous waves, as if it could cover the sky and the sun.

"What a powerful blood qi!" Dao Moli looked at the sea of blood behind Chen Fan, a little incredible, I don't know why a disciple in the Qi refining period was able to exert such a powerful blood qi.

A monk's blood qi is positively correlated with his cultivation and age, the higher his cultivation, the more vigorous his blood qi becomes, and as he grows older, his blood qi will become more and more vigorous, but this is under the condition of not being very old.

Those loess are half buried in the old immortal, and the blood will only pass with the passage of time.

Chen Fan is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is really unbelievable that he has such a powerful blood.

But what they didn't know was that the most powerful thing in Chen Fan's cultivation was the blood qi, and the supreme blood qi drove the cultivation and the exercises, making the power of the exercises increase exponentially, and they were much stronger than people in the same realm.

Now Chen Fan has deduced the thunder decision to a higher level, with the blessing of Lei Hai, his blood is even more surging, and at the same time, the thunder and lightning are blessed on top of the marksmanship, and the power of the marksmanship has been increased by a lot.

So the current Chen Fan, even in the face of ordinary foundation building powerhouses, can save his life!

The master of Yudan can barely take a few moves without dying.

This is a rare thing to see during the Qi refining period.

At the moment when Chen Fan jumped up, the long knife in Dao Shaoyang's hand attacked fiercely, and a knife light burst out, several feet in length and width, seemingly endless, gushing out from the long knife in his hand.

The sword is domineering and unmatched, as if he wants to divide Chen Fan into two.

When Chen Fan jumped to the highest place, the spear in his hand stabbed out, and a spear shadow came out from the spear, which was a three-foot-long spear shadow, meeting the sword light in the sky.

The shadow of the spear is like a shuttle, and the power gathers on the tip of the spear, pointing on the blade of the sword light, instantly destroying the sword light.

The shadow of the spear is like a broken bamboo, all the way down, destroying the sword light, the destroyed sword light energy is dissipated but not dissipated, turning into a sky full of black knives and flying in a hurry, if you look closely, you will find that above these shattered knives, there is lightning raging, and the shadow of the gun is vertical and horizontal.

The smashing knife in the sky covered Dao Shaoyang's eyes, making him unable to see what the end of the long knife was, but he found that his sword light was shattering more and more, getting closer and closer.

He felt that the divine weapon in his hand was actually shattering, making a clicking sound, which was very harsh.

Puff –

A very discordant sound rang in his ears, and he knew it was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

He looked down and saw that there was no trace of a black knife in his hand, but a silver spear.

He looked down slowly, looking at his chest, and the silver spear sank into his chest, and a splash of red dripped from the spear, falling to the ground with rose-like fiery red flowers.

"How is this possible?" he looked up at Chen Fan with incredulous eyes: "I am refining qi at the eighth level of cultivation, why...... Why did you lose to refining qi...... The cultivation of the seventh floor is ......"

Chen Fan's eyes were gloomy: "The moment you say to kill me, it is doomed to your current ending, you shouldn't be, you shouldn't kill me!"

As he spoke, the spear in Chen Fan's hand stabbed again, and finally, the tip of the spear stabbed out from the back of Dao Shaoyang.

Dao Moli, who was watching the battle above, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, shattering the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and the tea splashed everywhere, but he didn't care at all, but looked at the ring with incredible eyes.

Boom –

Dao Shaoyang's body leaned back and fell to the ground with a bang, and he was already out of breath.

Chen Fan shook the spear in his hand, and the blood beads on it were splashed everywhere, just like the tea splashed above.

It's just that this is farther and more beautiful than the tea.

"Shaoyang ......" Dao Mo Li saw Dao Shaoyang to the end, and roared heartbreakingly.

He slapped his palms, and the Eight Immortals table beside him and the chair under his ass were torn apart, turning into fragments and flying all over the sky.

Chen Fan didn't pay any attention to Dao Moli above, but looked at Dao Shaoyang's corpse coldly, and said disdainfully: "Dao Sect, but that's it!"

Chen Fan turned around and stepped out of the ring, behind him, the long knife in his hand slammed down, and Chen Fan didn't realize it, it seemed that he would be split in half by a knife in the next moment.

PS: You're unforgettable, but that's it