"Boy, follow your wishes, today I will learn what strength you foreign cultivators have, dare to call a battle in front of my ancient land disciples!"

Li Xuantong came up hard, but his tone was quite hard.

Chen Fan was amused, "Naturally, I also want to learn about the disciples of the Sword Ming Sect, what are the outstanding skills!"

After speaking, Chen Fan stretched out a hand and shook it at the other party.

"Boy, get out your weapons!"

Li Xuantong shouted with a dark face.

Chen Fan smiled, "No, against you, you don't need any weapons at all!"

Anyway, it is also the power of the Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm, if you deal with a Xuanying Peak, and it is also this kind of goods that come out of the greenhouse, you have to use weapons, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

But Chen Fan's words, listening to Li Xuantong's ears, were simply insulting the face of his ancient land disciples.

Li Xuantong laughed angrily, and nodded again and again, "Okay, you kid has a kind, let you know today that the majesty of our ancient land gate is not something that can be provoked at will by just one person!"

"Really, I'm looking forward to it!"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, and his body retreated a few feet away.

Li Xuantong hurriedly followed, and the long sword in his hand was waved.

"Slash the mountain three times!"

Three sword lights, dragging a few zhang long sword rays, shrouded towards Chen Fan.

Seeing the other party's sword slash down, Chen Fan couldn't help but nod secretly, these three sword lights, if they were slashed on his body, even if Chen Fan's current physical strength was cut out, a blood mark would be cut out.

Especially this momentum, if it is cut on a hill, it is possible to cut off the mountain.

It's also worthy of this move of slashing the mountain with three strikes.

It's just that how could Chen Fan let the other party's sword fall on his body.

Seeing the sword staggering, Chen Fan's figure suddenly flashed.

Shrinking into inches, the figure disappears directly in place.

Li Xuantong, who was on the other side, lost his mind for a moment.

For Chen Fan's sudden disappearance, it was the negligence of this moment, and when Chen Fan was discovered, Chen Fan had already come to him.

I saw Chen Fan's wrist flash, stretched out a finger, flexed his fingers, and flicked.

When!

Chen Fan's fingers flicked on the long sword in Li Xuantong's hand.

With a crisp sound, the long sword held in Li Xuantong's hand broke and shattered into several pieces.

"Ah, you dare to destroy my sword!"

Li Xuantong shouted angrily, and waved his fist towards Chen Fan's door.

However, this Li Xuantong's whole person, the moment he swung his fist, he quickly retreated, trying to leave Chen Fan's attack range.

How could Chen Fan give the other party a chance to escape.

After shattering Li Xuantong's long sword with one finger, Chen Fan pushed forward horizontally with his palm.

Rumble!

A huge palm slapped on Li Xuantong, who was continuing to retreat.

The palm print that was caught up by Chen Fan slapped and flew away, crashing into the soil and rocks of the hill not far away.

No one expected that Li Xuantong, a disciple of the Sword Ming Sect with the peak strength of Xuanying, would not be able to hold even a single face in front of Chen Fan.

Seeing this scene, Yun Tianyu's face changed color slightly.

Seeing that Chen Fan actually slapped it out with one palm, he didn't move his footsteps there.

Yun Tianyu was puzzled in his heart, and whispered to a disciple beside him, "Senior brother, go and see if that Li Xuantong can still come over!"

In fact, when he saw Chen Fan's move, Yun Tianyu was a little more vigilant.

What strength Li Xuantong has, Yun Tianyu still understands it, and the relationship between the two sects is quite close.

At the beginning, Yun Tianyu had only studied with this Li Xuantong, although it was only a point-and-click exchange, but Yun Tianyu also knew that if the two of them really had to fight hard, if they wanted to win Li Xuantong, they would not be able to defeat it in a moment.

But the young man in front of him can actually shoot Li Xuantong away with a single photo.

This is obviously not that Li Xuantong's strength has weakened, but that the kid on the other side who doesn't know where he came from is too strong.

At this time, the Izumo disciple who investigated Li Xuantong's situation came back and whispered to Yun Tianyu, "Senior brother, Li Xuantong is dead!"

"What? dead?"

Yun Tianyu's face changed suddenly, and Li Xuantong was actually slapped to death by the other party.

How unbeaten is this Li Xuantong, or how terrifying is this kid's strength?

Yun Tianyu looked at Chen Fan with a little more jealousy in his eyes.

Just as Chen Fan and Yun Tianyu were confronting each other, the battle between Zhang Buxuan and that Izumo disciple on the side was also a judgment of life and death.

Zhang Buxuan's punch bombarded the opponent's lower abdomen, and without waiting for the long sword in the opponent's hand to slash back, Zhang Buxuan's second punch attacked again.

Rumble!

A punch hits the front heart, and the Izumo disciple is knocked away by a punch.

Yun Tianyu's face was gloomy, "Go and see!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Buxuan flew back, and after a disciple of Izumo also inspected, he returned.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Zhang is also dead!"

"What, also dead?"

Yun Tianyu looked at Chen Fan and Zhang Buxuan coldly.

"Two, we Izumo Sword Sect and the two of you don't seem to have any troubles, right? Why do you want to kill my Izumo people!"

"I'm going to die?"

Zhang Buxuan sneered, "If I don't kill him, I should be the one who dies in a while!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Buxuan's fingers suddenly shook, and several faint and invisible silver needles carried a faint blue light.

"I really didn't expect that the dignified sword cultivators would actually learn from those evil sects and play this kind of trick of plotting people!"

Looking at the several poison arrays that were thrown on the ground, Yun Tianyu's face changed slightly.

Chen Fan on the side frowned, "Bu Xuan, so, that guy just now deliberately targeted you with poison?"

The poison arrays discovered by Zhang Buxuan reminded Chen Fan of a rumor.

On the Northern Tribulation Continent, there was a time when there were many incidents of scattered cultivators being killed.

It's just that things came and went quickly, and they didn't cause much of a sensation.

And this rumor, after all, was heard in the previous life.

However, the scene in front of him made Chen Fan realize that those scattered cultivators who died on the Northern Tribulation Continent were probably plotted by these Gudimen people who held poisonous needles.

The guy who fought with Zhang Buxuan just now, even if he wasn't the guy at the beginning, had a lot to do with the person who had plotted against those scattered cultivators.

"I really didn't expect that the dignified Izumo Sword Sect would actually use this kind of trick to plot people!"

Chen Fan suddenly smiled, "Seeing that those scattered cultivators who died inexplicably on the Northern Tribulation Continent at the beginning are related to your Izumo Sword Sect!"

As soon as Chen Fan said this, Yun Tianyu's face changed suddenly, his eyes were murderous, and he snorted coldly, "Boy, there are some things that can't be said nonsense, if your words are known by my predecessors in Izumo, you don't know how you died!"

Chen Fan was happy, "Is this me poking in the sore spot?"

"What kind of truth is this if you dare to do it yourself but dare not let others say it?"

Zhang Buxuan was also a little dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"