Chapter 52: Promotion

Chen Fan stopped and looked at the young man. He asked Mu Xiaoxiao to retreat first. He took a step forward?? One step, calmly facing the dust of the moon patriarch.

"Come on!"

Chen Fan hurriedly waved to the young man, he was determined to harden the flames on the other side, wanting to use the other party's power to stimulate his potential, once he fell into the dust, from there he would no longer need to stun the sword.

Mu Xiaoxiao was very obedient, and she refused to turn around. She knew what Chen Fan wanted to do. She also hopes that he will be able to settle down here.

The boy looked at Wang Ao who was far away, there was no human figure. He secretly protected some of the points in his heart. This man's body is terrible. Even if he claims himself, he is definitely not a competitor.

However, he was very angry at Chen Fan's words. People who enter the microcosm face such supernatural forces. He was not scared and hurt him twice. He was so frustrated that he couldn't wait to be killed immediately. This man is right in front of me.

"Boom ......"

His entire body is covered in flames, and his power is so powerful that it seems to be creating a storm.

Chen Fan is also a solemn face, and he will run YuKhanh's heart and prepare to start.

With a deafening sound, the man's eyes were indifferent, and a slight blow from front hit a palm, and the surrounding flames suddenly turned into streamers, burning red slits. , cover Chen Fan below.

Chen Fan felt a strong pressure and emitted a sense of danger, but he couldn't avoid it with his magic power. If he wants to find a breakthrough in battle, he can't avoid it. He faced the magic.

He moved YuKhanh's heart to the limit. In the dark light, the sutras come into operation. The highest ancient scriptures are extraordinary. When the Buddhist scriptures began to operate, Chen Fan immediately felt that his knowledge had become very clear.

In his nephew, a small golden awning flashed, looking at the flames of the fire, and he seemed to pass through its nature, his right hand was raised, and slowly opened, the first time it was really hard.

Pain, pain, this is Chen Fan's first feeling. His flesh is tough. Although he has the ability to cover his hands, the magical power is a magical power, which is fundamentally different from the means of entering the microcosm.

However, Chen Fan did not back down because of the pain. In his eyes, the yellow light dimmed, the left hand was raised, and the right hand was hit by the right hand. I think this power is close at hand.

"Boom ......"

The more terrifying divine power increased, Chen Fan was shocked, the power was so terrifying, he still remembered the words of the repairer who had entered Nanjing for the first time, intending to lure his power. When heaven and earth, the mountains can be cultivated.

"How about the power of heaven and earth, Lao Tzu wants to prove it!"

He drank cold water, his hair was black, there was no wind, and the blue light of his right fist was several times stronger. Under the cover of this energy lamp, it was also covered with a faint golden power. Just pick up your fist and crouch in the sky.

It was a terrible collision that made everyone change color and feel a little dry in their throats, and it was simple for them to see such a crazy person, with a pair of fists to swing divine power.

Chen Fanlian's fist was raised by a fist. His voice was steady. While the fists continued to bring a burning sensation and a terrible stinging sensation, he didn't retreat anything. The god of light, crush the power of God and defeat all obstacles in his path.

"You're crazy!"

The man looked stiff, and he was a little unsteady. The magical power he fought must withstand the power of rebirth. At this time, Chen Fan strengthened his magical power, making him feel that his back was rising.

Most importantly, he clearly felt that his fighting power was weakening. Under the blue-red iron fist, his power was broken, the flames disappeared, and it was about to explode.

In Chen Fan's body, the Buddhist scriptures do not stop functioning. He clearly felt that his cultivation was ongoing, his internal organs were shining, and the Diamond Classic was still active at the moment. He felt that the power had not stopped.

It's very fast and it will pass!

Chen Fan was embarrassed in his heart. His fists are even more terrifying. In the ambiguous situation, the power of gold is difficult to hide. He's going to break the brilliant blue cover, but he doesn't care. This piece of silver will be shocked and will appear. The golden figure of the casing is covered with smoothness, but still has great power.

"Hey ......"

The shock almost completely destroyed the magical power of the young man.

The second punch hit, and the young man took a step back, looking shocked.

When Chen Fan hit the third fist, the scorpion's green beetle soared. At the moment, he didn't have a sword in his hand, but he felt that the sword made sense, and his right hand and sword pointed out, crackling space and thirteen blue swords. go out

"Yueqing Thirteen Swords!"

He sang thirteen lowly, and thirteen blue swords were smashed, shook in all directions, and finally melted into his mind, turning into one of the most terrible swords, and smashing all the power of the head.

The boy vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face immediately turned pale, his supernatural power was destroyed by Chen Fansheng, and he himself had to pay the price. His heart.

"Here ......"

"Terrible!"

Some have their eyes wide open. Some people use the cultivation of the surreal world to cut off the magic of powerful people in the earthly world. This makes them discolored. However, they actually saw it and witnessed a magical scene.

"This guy is amazing!" Mu Xiaoxiao whispered.

In the field, Chen Fan did not stop, shaking the sword arbitrarily, there was no sword in his hand, his right hand was used as a sword, and the sword made a sharp sound from his fingers. than a real sword.

A sword longer than one meter condensed into an energy sword in Chen Fan's hands. He felt a great and powerful force instead of a sword. What's more, he's more comfortable.

"Hey ......"

There was a creaking of swords and hollows.

Chen Fan began to shine, and electricity poured in. Once again, he felt like he was going to explode. The black hair on the head dances, and the grass flies and the dust flutters.

Powerful forces are increasing. Now, even with a silver coin, Chen Fan is still difficult to suppress. He often shook his strength, and everything in his body shook. He felt the dust door open.

He told Mu Xiaoxiao that the whole person turned into lightning and entered the mountains not far away. He wants to be lifted into the dust. He can't control his power, and the power explodes.

"Hey ......"

Everyone felt a storm flash in their eyes. The next moment, Chen Fanhang's character disappeared, causing people to wonder how to disappear suddenly.

"This guy!" Xiao Xiaomu opened his mouth.

The miraculous steps are innocent, the name of the body. Chen Fan was playing at this time. He's very fast. The whole person is like a streamer. He immediately turned the hill and rushed into the forest.

"Boom ......"

At this point, he finally couldn't control it. The golden eaves of the cockroaches appeared, and the ground trembled strongly. A terrible breath focused on him and drowned around him.

Haotian's golden shroud hid him. His entire body was almost golden. At this moment, his blood roared, his voice rang out, his organs lit up, and the Diamond Sutra was raised again.

Chen Fan clenched his fists. He threw a punch in the same place. The golden void of the Golden Fist was trembling. With each impact, it will drive a wavy circle of air. The body is stronger, and the strength can be broken.

"A powerful atmosphere!"

Despite the distance, the people of the island can still feel this breath. All showed shocking colors and looked in the direction of Chen Fan. Even young people are no exception.

Chen Fan's son shone in the flash, and at this time, his body made a crisp sound, as if something had been destroyed, and the golden mang appeared stronger, and the vegetation nearby was getting closer and closer It was dyed a kind of golden flower.

Feel the dust and intervene!

He was so excited, he wanted to scream in the sky. The moment has finally arrived. He really feels powerful. A golden glow shone on him. He gently held his hand, feeling like he could break everything.

"Hey ......"

Suddenly, within his body, the silver thing was as hard as an active stone, and it trembled slightly, emitting a soft colored light.

Chen Fan was suddenly stunned and weak, he heard the screams of the devil, the shouts of the Holy Buddha, his body seemed to open a door, and the voice of heaven sounded mysteriously, just like the divine bell Dalu shook in his heart.

He really felt it. In his body, a dusty door was opened, and a beautiful glow appeared in his blood. His god shook and burned everything with the sea.

His divine power immediately doubled, his body became more terrifying, and more importantly, he felt a strange power began to flow into him, a unique energy, a supernatural power of power!

In his mind, he shifted a thought. Next to him, the space was suddenly distorted by visible signs. This is like water, to Chen Fan's surprise, the space is really distorted!

But soon, he calmed down, his hands flashed, and he drew his demonic sword and tried to stab himself.

But soon after, he was excited to discover that the Heavenly Demon Sword was incomparable, unable to penetrate the space in front of him and suffer from powerful obstacles, as if he had been captured in the algae area. And it can't be moved.

Chen Fan's eyes suddenly widened, very excited. He used nearly seven power levels, and with a sharp heavenly sword, he couldn't penetrate the space in front of him. It's horrible.

At this moment, he almost jumped with excitement. Even if he is a fool, he can discover the mystery and horror of this power. This is the power of space. Now he can clutter the space around him, almost against most physics. Attacks, even with some degree of divine attack, can be defensive.