In the ancient castle, Chen Fan was cultivating alone, and suddenly he was on a whim, his heart was restless, he opened his eyes suddenly, and in his heart, the imprint of blood was beating suddenly, and Chen Fan's face changed color, "It's not good, it's Han Litian who is here." ”

The talent barely stood up, and from outside the castle, there was a boom, a huge explosion.

Chen Fan suddenly changed color, the boulder wall of the ancient castle suddenly crumbled, the boulder flew down, and the entire huge wall with a height of three meters had a huge gap of two and a half meters high below, like an arch bridge.

Han Litian, dressed in a black robe, walked out of the gap slowly, his eyes were cold, revealing a trace of evil energy, and behind him, the four black-robed killers followed.

"Chen Fan, get out. Raising his head, Han Litian said coldly, rolling sound waves, shaking away from the sky above this mansion, "bang", the doors and windows were all shattered by this sound wave, panicked sound waves, formed a thundercloud over the castle, and the thundercloud turned into an angry face, it was this Han Litian.

Venerable Xuanying.

In the ancient castle, Chen Fan's heart was beating wildly, his qi and blood were congealing, and the speed of circulation slowed down by ten beats, and the pressure was suffocating.

Chen Fan's Yuan Dan power, compared to a Xuan Infant, is the light of rice grains, compared to Haoyue.

The gap is as big as the abyss.

Han Litian came to the door.

Suddenly, this Han Litian did not take the usual path, in the face of this matter, he directly sneaked into this ancient castle, killed at the door, and knew that he had been locked, on this ancient mountain, with Chen Fan's breath, he would definitely not be able to escape Han Litian's pursuit, Chen Fan simply went out.

The wooden window on the second floor was broken, Chen Fan broke out of the window, fell into the courtyard of the ancient castle, and waved his hands, "Under Chen Fan, I have seen Master Han Xian." ”

In the courtyard, Han Litian stood motionless, standing with his hands in his hands, behind him, the killers of the four major Bao Dan later stages, like shadows, silent.

Han Litian was in person, and the aura of threat was a hundred times higher than that of Chu Munan, and Chen Fan couldn't afford to resist at all.

It is better to commit suicide a little faster with such a person, and the gap is as big as a god and an ant.

"I don't know why Immortal Master Han came here?" Chen Fan pretended to be stupid, deliberately delaying time, and striving for Gu Motian to come.

"The deity has a doubt in his heart, and he has been hanging in the air for so long, so I came to ask you. Han Litian took a step forward, Xuanying's might was like a deep sea, silently surrounding Chen Fan, and the entire ancient castle was already surrounded by Han Litian's sea of qi, forming a piece of his domain.

In this realm, no one could move, and even a single thought of him was enough to wipe out Chen Fan, a master in the middle stage of the dignified Dan Hold.

Xuanying, a big man, opens up territory.

Bao Dan is already a master, with thousands of disciples and thousands of admirers, and he is the backbone of any place, but compared with a character like Xuan Ying, who has stepped on a level, this is still not enough to see.

Xuanying has long been a higher level.

"Mr. Han, excuse me. Chen Fan said stubbornly.

"My son Han Qingzhu, was you killed or not!" Han Litian opened his eyes and said loudly.

Under the roar, Han Litian's blood soared into the sky, only to see a blood-colored dragon rising into the sky, under this dragon, Han Litian's bloodline was running to the extreme, only for a moment, Chen Fan broke the gong, and the first part of the Taishang could no longer be suppressed, from Chen Fan's heart, a bloody ray rose to the sky.

This blood was so dazzling, reaching into the sky, scarlet, and filled with the smell of blood.

Brand of Blood!

This is a forbidden technique planted by a loved one on a loved one, once a loved one dies, this blood imprint will be imprinted on the murderer, and it can never be erased, unless someone who is a full level higher makes a move.

That is, Sanhua gathered to shoot. But this is too unrealistic.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

As soon as the blood imprint came out, Han Litian's eyes were red and bloodshot, "Zhuzi, return my son's life!!" Han Litian roared sharply, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and in just an instant, his hair on his head stood upside down.

All of a sudden, the wind swept suddenly, the land of the ancient castle, the earth as hard as iron, the cracks cracked, and spread to the depths of the earth, Chen Fan "poof", he had already vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the person flew backwards.

Han Litian was just angry, this momentum Chen Fan couldn't bear it, the blood in the pores exploded, and the whole person looked like a bloody person.

"Shaft, die!!" Han Litian was extremely angry, raised his palm, above the palm, the fishy light was permeated, and a big black hand directly poked out, diffusely, the big hand spanned a hundred meters long, and slapped towards Chen Fan, his fingertips flashed, silent and cold.

A palm has not yet been patted, but under this breath, the power of Chen Fan's Dantian Yuan Dan is already about to be shattered first.

"Hahaha, Brother Han, why are you so angry. A long laugh came from above the sky.

Before the laughter fell, Gu Motian's face was solemn, and he used real means, it was impossible for him to watch this Han Litian slap Chen Fan to death with one palm, and as soon as the palm came out, it was already a mastery at the bottom of the box, "fishing for the moon in the water"

A means that approached the ground level, an inexplicable Dao rhyme flowed through the air, and the palm rushed out, and when Han Litian's big black hand slapped it, the power of the void flashed, and a Qingyuan palm appeared and caught this palm.

Bang, just one moment, the palm power was both shattered, Han Litian's palm moved his killing intent, and he struck with all his strength, and Gu Motian also used a lot of strength in order to take this palm.

As soon as he took it, his palm shook, and the qi and blood of the whole person trembled, this is still Han Litian's restraint, otherwise it would be easy for these two Xuanying to fight and destroy the entire ancient mountain overnight.

Gu Motian fell from the sky, covered Chen Fan's body, and said with his hand, "Brother Han came here late at night, why don't you come to my house to say hello, I'll go out to greet you." ”

"Come here to embarrass my little disciple, if it weren't for the timely appearance of the old man, Brother Han is afraid that he would want to demolish my mountain. ”

Gu Motian said with a smile, but in fact, his heart was solemn, seeing Han Litian's appearance from a distance, he was terrified, Han Litian was really crazy, the revenge of killing his son, he didn't share the sky, whether he could stop this Han Litian today, Gu Motian was not sure.

Seeing Gu Motian falling, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief silently, his throat was still sweet, and he swallowed a mouthful of fishy blood before he barely stood up.

It was too dangerous just now, his life hung by a thread, if it weren't for this Gu Motian's quick move, Chen Fan would have been killed.

Venerable Xuanying is too terrifying, if he takes action in person, he will not give him a chance to survive.