Jiao Niefeng couldn't understand Zhang Fan's persistence, and in Jiao Niefeng's opinion, it was a fool's behavior to work hard for the ants in the slums.

"You don't understand my Zhang Fan's martial arts."

A ray of sharpness bloomed in Zhang Fan's eyes.

Jiao Niefeng was about to express his disdain again, but then the wind rose.

The wind and the general trend of heaven and earth are integrated to compose a beautiful hymn.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are covering the world.

The seal in the dantian qi sea in the body completely dispersed, and then a terrifying wave swept up from the dantian qi sea, and exploded with a violent wind and ten thousand waves.

Rumble.

In an instant, Zhang Fan's face turned red, and the green tendons on his arms appeared one by one, like earthworms all over his body, and his flesh was faintly broken.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Fan ran the Swallowing Heaven Gong.

The breath charged straight, and soon broke through one barrier after another, impacting the peak realm of the Martial King, only one step away from the half-step emperor.

"Under the half-step emperor, all are ants, Zhang Fan, you will definitely die today."

Jiao Niefeng's face was full of hideous words, from Zhang Fan's surging breath, Jiao Niefeng sensed the crisis, and immediately no longer retained the monstrous aura, and the killing machine locked on Zhang Fan, like a straight bow and arrow shot at Zhang Fan.

"Not good."

The sky-high wave of qi directly shook Hei Bo back a step, and then watched Jiao Nie Feng attack and kill Zhang Fan.

"It's over, Zhang Fan."

Jiao Niefeng's proud voice sounded in Zhang Fan's ears.

"Not necessarily."

Zhang Fan said.

"Open."

At the same time, the strong fire yuan energy absorbed in the sea of dantian qi suddenly burst in, "Give me a breakthrough." ”

At this time, Zhang Fan's physical body was on the verge of collapse, and it was all supported by Zhang Fan's thoughts.

With the help of Huoyun's strength, he directly broke through the last barrier, and a new realm opened the door to Zhang Fan.

"Half-step Emperor Realm."

"How is that possible?"

Jiao Niefeng's color immediately changed.

And at this time, Zhang Fan moved, and with Zhang Fan's punch, the wind and the general trend of heaven and earth suddenly converged in Zhang Fan's fist and bombarded out.

"What's the matter, with the help of the power of heaven and earth."

Jiao Niefeng's body directly stiffened, his dry body was suppressed by the power of heaven and earth, and it was extremely difficult to move at all, let alone be afraid to dodge.

"Not good, boy, Thunderbolt Palm."

Jiao Niefeng smelled a hint of the danger of death, and suddenly burst out with his full potential, and the palm power of his whole body poured into this palm.

The Thunderbolt Divine Palm is a ground-level five-grade martial art, this palm method Jiao Niefeng has studied for decades, but he has only cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and using this palm proves that Jiao Niefeng is going to be desperate.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

A thunderclap burst through the air, and the strong wind of extermination swept and exterminated.

Rumble.

The palm strength shattered, and the fist strength was unstoppable, directly devouring Jiao Nie Feng.

Bang bang, bang bang.

After a wave of qi dissipated, a figure was thrown out, it was Jiao Niefeng, Jiao Niefeng's hair was scattered at this time, like a madman, and his breath was also fluctuating, and drops of blood were scattered down.

"Did you win?"

Hei Bo was already immersed in Zhang Fan's shock, and even stopped breathing for a while, just staring at Zhang Fan in a daze.

"You won Zhang Fan."

Jiao Niefeng said in a hoarse voice, at this time his vitality had gradually drained, he looked at the young man in front of him with a shocked face, and for the first time in his life, he regretted it.

Bang.

Bang fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan stepped forward and took Jiao Niefeng's storage ring, the Jiao family, as a first-class force in Chu Tiancheng, has such a deep heritage, and even Chu Tianlong can't ignore the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years.

The eyes of the onlookers were locked on Zhang Fan's body, all of them were full of greedy looks, but no one dared to make a move, even old monsters like Jiao Niefeng fell into Zhang Fan's hands, they went to grab Zhang Fan's treasures, isn't that a long life? No matter how good the treasure is, it will only be enjoyed when you have a life.

"Let's go, Zhang Fan."

Hei Boyan said that there were several forces among the onlookers who were ready to move, and they were obviously the other major forces in Chutian City.

"Let's go."

Losing the high-end powerhouse, the Jiao family at this time is just a piece of fat in the eyes of everyone, looking at the backs of Zhang Fan and Hei Bo, several major forces finally held back the restlessness in their hearts.

"Flutter."

Zhang Fan, who was moving forward in mid-air, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood on his back, and his skin was covered with layers of blood clots, and the whole person seemed to be a bloody person, and he fainted directly, and his breath fell backwards all of a sudden.

"Zhang Fan."

Hei Bo's face changed, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This little guy is really temperamental." ”

With Zhang Fan, Hei Bo returned to the palace.

In the inner hall of the palace, Chu Tianlong, who was nervous, smiled abruptly after listening to the report of his subordinates, full of excitement, "Haha, haha, this kid really didn't disappoint this king, he was able to initially use the power of heaven and earth, and even Jiao Niefeng, an old guy, died on this kid." ”

Chu Tianlong laughed heartily, and then a ray of sharpness bloomed in his eyes, and he looked at Hei Bodao under him, "Now immediately block the details of this battle." ”

Chu Tianlong's eyes revealed a trace of jealousy, it was hard to imagine that this peak powerhouse standing in the Chu Tian Kingdom would actually be afraid of one person.

The Evil Emperor's Mansion, this is the residence of the Evil Emperor.

In a secluded courtyard, an old man with a rickety figure stood quietly, the old man was faintly integrated with the surrounding void, and his comprehension of potential had reached an extreme.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and a man walked in.

"Lord Qiqi, Zhang Fansheng."

This person told the Evil Emperor all the details of this battle, and the Evil Emperor's calm eyes suddenly bloomed with a wisp of edge, and his aura also fluctuated, and the peace was broken.

"Artistic conception, he can actually make initial use of artistic conception, how can he be so demonic, no, Zhang Fan must die, and he can't stay for a moment."

The Evil Emperor could no longer maintain his composure expression, and even a look of fear and jealousy bloomed in his cloudy pupils.

"Your Excellency."

"Get out."

The Evil Emperor slapped out with one hand, directly slapping the man into a pulp, and his body and soul were gone.

"You have to report to the adults quickly."

The Evil Emperor turned and walked.

If these words were heard by the martial artists of Chu Tiancheng, they would definitely be surprised, the evil emperor of the peak powerhouse would actually call others adults, how precious this person's identity was.

And Zhang Fan, who was in a coma, didn't know that a conspiracy against him was unfolding from this.

During this period of Zhang Fan's coma, the Devouring Martial Spirit appeared, and all the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power in the entire room was refined, and then fed back to Zhang Fan to help Zhang Fan heal.

As time passed, Zhang Fan's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the palace hall, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all stood trembling all over their bodies, all because of one person, the evil emperor, the evil emperor stood proudly, looking directly at Chu Tianlongdao, who was sitting on the dragon chair, "Lord Wang, please give an order to kill Zhang Fan's son, this son is bloodthirsty and crazy, slaughtering hundreds of masters of the Jiao family, and countless ordinary martial artists, this is a heinous crime, even if it is a hundred deaths, it is not too much." ”

The Evil Emperor looked directly at Chu Tianlong Dao, who was sitting at the top of the seat.

"Lord Wang, please order the execution of Zhang Fan's son."

"Lord Wang, please order the execution of Zhang Fan's son."

Nearly half of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military Dacheng all requested that Zhang Fan be executed.

A look of pride appeared on the Evil Emperor's face.