Chen Fan returned to the compound, and then went to practice, he had just broken through the seventh layer of qi refining, and his cultivation needed to be consolidated.

Blood Futu was running, and he suddenly felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him was surging madly towards him, and the aura was running in his body, passing through the meridians and bones around his body, making him very comfortable.

He didn't know what kind of exercise the Blood Fury Floating Slaughter was, but he was extremely strong, not only did he devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fly fast, but he who had cultivated the Blood Fury Floating Tu, his blood qi was much stronger than others.

The three blood talismans that the sloppy man left in his body used one to save his life, and one was used to refine his own qi and blood, and now he still has a complete blood talisman in his body, as well as the few blood talismans that have been refined by himself.

Chen Fan has always suspected that the old man is an immortal in the Red Dust Fairyland, but he is not sure, after all, the Red Dust Immortal is a geometric cultivation, he has never seen it, and he has never seen what kind of cultivation the old man is, but he always feels that the old man is not simple, who has ever seen an ordinary person starve for more than ten days without dying?

Roar –

Just when Chen Fan was just about to end a night of boring cultivation, he suddenly heard a beast roar.

The beast's roar was earth-shattering, tinged with pain and anger.

Chen Fan was stunned, in this outer gate territory, in addition to the tiger hunting beasts, where are there any demon beasts?

Thinking of this, Chen Fan jumped up, pushed open the door and rushed out, but saw that most of the disciples outside the door pushed the door out, and looked in the direction where the beast's roar came from.

Long Lin ran to Chen Fan's side and whispered, "Brother Fan, it's like the roar of your tiger hunting beast!"

"Hmm!" Chen Fan's eyes were gloomy, he always wanted to hide the tiger hunting beast in the snow, not noticeable, but he didn't expect to let others find out.

"Let's go, follow me to see who is so bold that he dares to trespass on my territory and move my mount!" Chen Fan said in a deep voice, and walked towards the distance, behind him was a large number of outer disciples.

Long Qingyun saw that Chen Fan's face was wrong, thinking of the previous beast roar, and guessed the matter, the tiger hunting beast was Chen Fan's baby pimple, the last time he took it himself, he dared to sneak into Longfu, and this time someone actually touched his scales.

In the crowd, Zhang Fengyu's face was a little wrong, as if he was proud and treacherous, but he behaved very concealed, and was not noticed.

Next to the outer gate compound is a huge forest, and the tiger hunting beast is hidden by Chen Fanxue.

At this time, beside the Tiger Hunter Beast, there were several people moving and jumping, and the blades in their hands brought up pieces of knife qi and blasted towards the Tiger Hunter Beast.

On the body of the tiger hunter, there were several deep knife wounds that could be seen in the bones, and blood was gurgling and remaining.

The tiger hunter swooped down, its front paws kept waving, and above its claws, its sharp claws were exposed, like steel knives and forks, indestructible.

The tiger's mouth was open, its long fangs were exposed, flashing with a soul-stirring light, and above the tongue, the barbs were like steel needles, and the roots were erected.

The Tiger Hunter Beast gradually fell below with a crowd of enemies, letting out a roar of rage, and the hairs around its body exploded, obviously angry to the extreme, almost bursting away.

"A bold thief, he dares to commit murder in Xuanzong and eat me with a shot!"

Suddenly, a spear accompanied by an angry shout pierced the sky and blasted towards the person with the highest cultivation in it!

"Carving insect small skill ear!" The man cultivated to the late stage of the Jiedan, and when he saw the spear attacking, he sneered, and a long knife in his hand stalled in front of him, blocking the spear.

Boom –

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, and a lightning bolt with the thickness of an arm attacked, blasting a figure behind the Tiger Hunter Beast away, and the lightning struck the man, instantly paralyzing the man's whole body, and flew upside down several feet away before stopping.

When he stopped, black smoke was already coming from his mouth, his hair stood upside down, and a long knife in his hand naturally broke.

Chen Fan lifted the spear upside down and walked slowly!

Seeing that someone was interfering in this matter, several people besieging the Tiger Hunter also stopped their attacks and looked at Chen Fan who was carrying a spear upside down vigilantly.

Chen Fan's gaze swept over the faces of those people, and suddenly his gaze stayed on the face of a person holding a long black knife.

This person was the person who followed Luo Xingchen yesterday, and he almost started with Chen Fan at that time.

"Boy, the Sword Sect is doing something, and the acquaintance will immediately roll me aside......" The person who was forced back by Chen Fan's spear, his cultivation was swept away, and the momentum was pressed towards Chen Fan, and the strong man in the late stage of the Yudan was amazingly powerful!

Chen Fan felt the oppression of that person's momentum, the exercises in his body were running, his cultivation was swinging, and a dark cloud gathered behind him, and there was a vision of heavenly thunder at the time of the tribulation.

He straightened his body and looked at the man: "What sword sect, I haven't heard of it, dare to be presumptuous on my territory, either get out of here now, or die!"

Chen Fan looked at the deep scars on the tiger hunter's body, his eyes froze, and the killing intent in his heart was faint.

"Brother Fan, the ...... of the Sword Sect" Zhong Xinli quietly stepped forward and said in Chen Fan's ear.

Chen Fan raised his hand and signaled that he didn't need to be introduced!

Zhong Xinli had no choice but to leave, Chen Fan had never heard of the Sword Sect, but he had never heard of the prestige of the Sword Sect, the Eastern Regions was second only to the power of the Missionary Sect, and only the Sword Sect could compete with it.

But Chen Fan doesn't give face to the Sword Sect, as Chen Fan's younger brother and supporter, he won't talk much!

"What a big breath, boy, do you know that my Sword Sect is an existence that you can't provoke?"

This person is the leader of the Sword Sect's envoy to Xuanzong this time, and his cultivation is close to the late stage of the Jiedan, which is very extraordinary, named Dao Moli, and is very famous in the Eastern Regions cultivation world.

"Then do you think that I, Chen Fan, am an existence that you can afford to provoke? Leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!" Chen Fan raised his spear and pointed directly at the knife.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, when the old man was in the Eastern Regions, you didn't know where to play in the mud, in front of the old man, you dared to be so rampant, wait for the old man to teach you a good lesson for your family. ”

As he spoke, Dao Mo left the long knife in his hand and bent his fingers, and a knife light burst out, slashing towards Chen Fan.

The sword light was two feet wide, and it slashed with a horizontal slashing momentum, actually trying to cut Chen Fan's waist into two pieces.

Chen Fan's blood and qi exploded, the muscles and flesh around his body bulged, and the spear in his hand was raised, and the tip of the spear pointed towards the blade.

Ding——

A metal collision sound came, and Chen Fan suddenly felt a huge force coming from his arms, blasting him backwards.

Two deep ravines were plowed under his feet, Chen Fan gritted his teeth, and the sleeves on his arms suddenly exploded, revealing his strong arms, and he forcibly stopped the retreat.

"Old horseman, that's it!" The spear in Chen Fan's hand stabbed out again, and a huge gun shadow appeared, but it was the first shot of the Liuxian marksmanship.

"Come and don't be rude, old horseman, eat your grandfather's shot!" Chen Fan shouted angrily, and his whole body was running with vitality, and he blasted this shot out.

"Hmph, fireflies also dare to compete with Haori!" Dao Mo lifted the long knife in his hand, and a phantom of the long knife suddenly appeared, turning into a phantom of a knife several zhang in size.

Boom –

The long knife slashed down, bringing the sound of a hurricane howling, and slashed towards the huge shadow of the gun.

The shadow of the gun is vertical and horizontal, and the long knife is in the air.

Boom –

The long knife collided with the shadow of the gun, and the light of the hundred zhang knife lit up, and the shadow of the gun was suddenly torn.

The gap between the two great realms is not something that can be made up by the exercises.

The sword light broke through the shadow of the gun, and attacked Chen Fan, and the sword light broke Chen Fan's most powerful shot, and it was still invincible.

Chen Fan stepped back, the spear in his hand was raised, and in front of him, the clouds behind him had already gathered and formed, and countless lightning bolts were running in it, and the power was amazing.

Chen Fan's footsteps retreated, the cloud of robbery had stopped in front of him, the cloud of robbery rotated, turning into a tornado, but it was a horizontal tornado, the tail of the dragon was in front of Chen Fan, connected to the soul chasing gun, the dragon head was a huge tuyere, in which purple lightning raged.

The sword light struck, and the clouds suddenly thundered, and countless thunderbolts burst out, hitting the sword light.

However, the sword light has not diminished, and the power has not diminished in the slightest.

The sword light did not enter the robbery cloud, and above the robbery cloud, the Dao thunder and lightning overflowed, but it was the robbery cloud that was split by the sword light and the Dao crack.

The clouds of calamity dissipated, and the sword light was revealed, and at this moment, it was less than three inches away from the spear in Chen Fan's hand.

Chen Fan is still retreating, but there is no way to avoid it, facing the gap between the two great realms, even if he is very strong, he still can't compete.

The hurricane ruffled his hair, causing the tail of his coat to sway in the wind with a crackling sound.

His gaze remained calm, not the slightest fluster, and his hands clenched the spear, firm and fearless.

PS: 2020 New Year, New Beginnings, Happy New Year