The Holy Son of Tsing Yi was trampled under Chen Fan's feet, and he was naturally ashamed and indignant in his heart.

The juniors and disciples of his own sect were all watching from the sidelines, and at this time, he was eager to find a place to get into, and he didn't want to see the eyes of those people.

The hearts of the disciples of the sect were suddenly cold, and the holy sons of the sect were all trampled under the feet of the black-clothed boy. These ordinary disciples couldn't have the courage to compete with Chen Fan at all.

The Holy Son of Tsing Yi stared at Chen Fan deadly, and shouted loudly in his heart: "Where did such a demon jump out, and his physical strength is not like words." ”

Looking at Chen Fan's face carefully, the Holy Son of Tsing Yi seemed to remember who he was.

When entering the cave, there was also a farce of cutting the queue. The person who shot was the boy in black in front of him, thinking of this, the holy son of Tsing Yi couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being too careless.

With the mid-stage cultivation of the True God, if he directly used his spiritual power to fight Chen Fan at the beginning. No matter how terrifying the talent on the other side is, it will never be his opponent.

But he chose the collision of the flesh, attacking the enemy's strength with his own shortcomings. It's really a stupid act to get home, thinking of this, the remorse in the heart of the Holy Son of Tsing Yi can't help but grow.

"It's easy to keep this guy alive, you get out of here. Otherwise, I'll trample him to death." Chen Fan said calmly.

He said that he was going to trample on the Holy Son, like stepping on a bedbug, without any emotion.

"How can I believe you, will you directly hurt the Holy Son?" said a disciple who suddenly raised his head.

These words sound like he is thinking about the Holy Son of Tsing Yi, but in fact, there is a strong sense of mobilization in them.

If Chen Fan was a reckless man and moved his liver fire, he might directly trample the Holy Son of Tsing Yi to death. However, Chen Fan is a very calm person, as long as his goal is not achieved, he will definitely not waste the usable Holy Son in front of him.

The Holy Son of Tsing Yi was also a person with a lot of eyes, and he looked at the disciple with hatred. He knew the man who had risen to the top, and he was one of the contenders for the throne of his holy son.

At this time, this person was very excited in his heart, if he could mobilize the emotions of the black boy, it would be best to kill the holy son of Tsing Yi directly.

However, Chen Fan's answer disappointed him.

"The right to believe it or not is not in your hands, do you want to watch him die, or are you plotting something else?"

One sentence broke this man's wolf ambition and made his face very ugly.

"I'm just worried about the safety of the Holy Son, don't talk nonsense here!"

His voice became very unconfident at this moment, and the eyes of many junior disciples of the sect looked at him, and some changes occurred.

If ordinary people don't expect it, they may really kill people in no apparent way.

"My request will not change, get out of here, or he will die at my feet in the next moment. Chen Fan's voice did not carry any emotion, and continued to say calmly.

The disciples of the sect who heard this were shaken, and both sides were unprovoked figures. They must not be able to watch the Holy Son die in front of his eyes, or they will not escape the consequences.

After hesitating for a moment, the sect monk left the place completely.

Someone in the scattered cultivation saw the sect monk leaving, and his eyes also revealed a bit of inexplicable meaning when he looked at Chen Fan.

The biggest enemies in front of them have left this place, and they have a lot of room to play.

Chen Fan sneered in his heart, in such a cave house competing for treasures. There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

He didn't expect the cultivators, as long as someone dared to think crookedly about him, he would definitely kill him. Seeing the disciples of the sect walking away, Chen Fan's feet moved away from the body of the Holy Son of Tsing Yi.

Now the person I hated the most in my heart a while ago was not Chen Fan, but the fellow disciple who went out to provoke just now.

When he recuperated from his wounds and found a suitable opportunity, he would definitely kill that person completely.

Chen Fan no longer cared about the Holy Son on the ground, but turned his eyes to the island in the middle of the lake.

A vine with a glittering green glow all over it, with several small cyan gourds on it. On the surface of the gourd, there are traces of some kind of divine beast.

A fiery look flashed in his eyes, and Chen Fan used his spiritual power to probe the past. But immediately, his eyebrows furrowed.

The lake in front of him was calm, but it wasn't as safe as he thought. Not only that, but there are also people in the scattered cultivation behind him who are ready to move.

So Chen Fan planned to carry out those people, since they were prepared to pick peaches, they had to be able to cope with the next changes.

"Everything I do is for the benefit of everyone, and the treasures on the island in the middle of the lake are destined to be obtained, and I will not cut off your thoughts like they did. Chen Fan said to everyone with a smile.

There were many question marks in the hearts of the cultivators, what was Chen Fan's purpose in doing this? But since he said that those who were destined would get it, someone immediately set off towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Chen Fan still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was happy to pay for everyone.

Several people looked at the person who had taken the first step, and their expressions showed a heavy look of regret. If you shoot faster, you may be able to get the baby in advance.

But it doesn't matter, this guy will be back sooner or later. When he gets the baby back, it's never too late to do it.

Just as they had made up their minds, ten black shadows came out of the calm lake. The monk not far from the water was full of treasures in front of him, and he couldn't care about the lake below him.

The flesh was directly pierced, and the whole person fell weakly on the surface of the water, and the clear river water was instantly dyed red.

"What was it just now!"

Some monks with low cultivation instantly let out an exclamation, and in the face of the sudden attack, everyone's hearts tightened.

Chen Fan also showed an incredible expression, if he was still so calm, it was very likely that he would be hated by everyone.

Everyone hates this kind of guy who knows it's dangerous, but doesn't want to tell others.

But there are also people who can see the body of the black shadow clearly, like a swimming fish covered in scales, and in front of his mouth, there is an exceptionally sharp spike.

The vanished body floated above the water, flesh pierced like a sieve.

Chen Fan also simply used his divine sense to investigate, if he rushed forward, his situation would definitely not be easy at this moment.

The cultivators stood in place, considering whether they should fly at a high altitude.

And while they were still thinking, Chen Fan had already started to do it.