SwordYueKhanhThirteen is the only attack and kill technique in the YuKhanh heart method of the NamThong people. It can only be cultivated until the ninth day of planting. This alone is enough to explain its power.

But in the face of such a strong blow, Tian Yang should go directly into the flesh.

"Hey ......"

I must say that this person who is known as the second core disciple of Nantong is really powerful. He even smashed the 13-year-old sword played by Chen Fan, and he did not lose power. He forced him to walk towards Chen Fan.

Although Tian Yang does not have a delicate golden classic like Chen Fan, it has always been in the realm of imagination, although it is now at the level of cultivation at the microscopic level, the body is still at the level of imagination.

Moreover, whether it is combat experience or the quality of divine power, or physical strength, he has an absolute advantage, so it is just a futile duel. Fair.

Chen Fan naturally understands these facts. He's not an idiot. Although, as Mu Xiaoxiao said, he is often a little unfair and easy-going, it does not mean that his mind is inflexible. Of course, he has dependence.

At this point, his silhouette seemed a little shocked and became illusory. The whole stage is his image. This is the first time he's taken the magic step to the limit of what he can now generalize.

Such a scene shocked so many people, even anonymously, that the heart of the temple showed a hint of color, so it was restored to a huge speed like so, beyond common sense.

"Hidden mouse head!"

Ying Tianyang caught a cold and cold, and he broke out with extremely arrogant motives. He swept the surrounding area. Traffic lights illuminate the entire main platform, and some people in the dusty world are shocked. In the microcosm, it is terrible to release such a power.

He hopes to use this powerful atmosphere to bring Chen Fanzhen out and force his real body. Actually, it is indeed a very accurate method. It's the perfect way to achieve the ultimate goal rather than using it quickly.

However, he was disappointed. The fierce momentum did not force Chen Shenfan to really go out. Even the shadows on the main stage were not destroyed, causing him to change his face.

"Hey ......"

In the next moment, a powerful force came from behind him, Chen Fan's true body appeared behind Tian Tianyang, and he punched hard, this time he didn't show mercy, almost all of them were ninth-level strength. Strong.

He cultivated the martyrdom of the Buddha, who was spiritually divine, and his physical strength was beyond the microscopic realm for a long time, which was unbearable. Although it was unbearable in the skyyang, it won on the spot. Oh, the corners of my mouth are covered in blood.

However, Tian Yang's strength far exceeded Chen Fan's surprise. If ordinary people tolerated such a strong impact, even if he was not seriously injured, it would take a little time to soothe it, but Tian Yang had already returned directly. smashed it, and then squatted on Chen Fan's chest.

"Of course!"

Chen Fan was shocked. If he doesn't have a magic step, he will avoid it faster. It is estimated that he will directly assume the full power of the Sky Ocean Foot. It could hurt very badly, but even so, he still felt his chest. It's a little painful, a little uncomfortable.

The scenery is quiet. Many people think that even if Tian Yang is pressed into the micro field, it is still not Chen Fan's competitiveness, but now it is a little shaken.

At the end of Tian Yang's era, her mouth and blood were rubbed, and his eyes were even more indifferent and aggressive, full of black hair, and ruthless: "Chen Fan, you made me completely angry!"

Chen Fan's disdainful smile was like looking at an idiot. The path of contempt: ManYingTianyang, I admit that you are strong, but I must tell you that the battle of life and death is set by you, and the challenge book is released by you. Tell me what annoys you, if you say so shameful, it will make people look down on you!"

Ying Tianyang's face suddenly sank. He didn't say anything more. He rushes over and expresses his anger with a real act. His right hand blocked a blue energy sword, several times stronger than before. The main platform absorbs the terrifying power.

However, Chen Fan's speed was too fast. After the repair is realized, there is a qualitative change in the magic steps, which has increased to a certain level. In addition, Tianyang has been suppressed to the microscopic realm and has lost its great power. support, the flexibility of the body has decreased, and in terms of speed, he can barely keep up with Chen Fan.

Chen Fanhua retired as glaucoma, his mouth raised. "I must remind you that arrogant people don't often live long," he said. It's not quite plausible, but sometimes it's quite plausible!"

"Hey ......"

He immediately repaired his body and hit the ground with his right ankle, turning into a cannon. The green light covered the entire fist, the skull covered his face, and finally he flew a leg. Yang kicked out and almost rolled off the main platform.

Silence, silent death, the place was immediately silent, I don't know how long it took, many people returned to the scene, and the scene suddenly exploded.

"God, I read it right, Tian Yang was thrown!"

"Almighty God, this is not true, how is it possible!"

No one wants to believe this scene, but they can't help but believe that the truth is right in front of them, and even if they don't want to, they can't understand it, but they end up being shocked and embarrassed.

In addition to the main platform, the heart of the lord, except for the first time a strange color appeared, quickly calmed down, mu xiaoxiao also excitedly with his fists, on his shoulder, the little thing screamed, chen wei was grateful.

Mu Xiaoxiao next to Liu Chengan. The old man was a little surprised by Chen Fan's expression, but in the end he just nodded very satisfied. He used to be a long-established brand. Always accurate when seeing others. Chen Fan was very good to him. is a very nice young man.

Lin Quan and Tang You were also here, and they were very excited. They just clapped their hands and clapped their hands.

The people here are very happy, the other party will naturally have mourners, some of Tian Yangfeng's inner disciples are extremely embarrassed, while Tian Yangfeng is even more gloomy, looking coldly at the center of the field.

On the main platform, Tian Yang stood up. His clothes were dirty. Even though the blood in his mouth was coming out, he didn't care. His gaze was full of wildness, staring at Chen Fan.

"You're going to die today!"

He had only one such sentence and walked slowly forward. His movements were slow, but steady and strong with each step, as if he were walking in a strange rhythm, and the entire main platform was slightly shaken.

Chen Fan's appearance became solemn. The man in front of him was really scary. It is a powerhouse full of mystical illusions. Even if he is pressed into the microscopic realm, there is still such a huge power. Exhale.

"Boom ......"

A very terrible motivation has erupted and surpassed any previous one.

In the next moment, Chen Fan felt a terrible crisis, which made him a little scared. Like the moment he was killed in the fire that day, he didn't see anything, but he believed that it was too late. I thought more, he immediately took a step back, his feet took a magical step, and he walked three steps.

"Hey ......"

Almost at the same time, the tree-like thickness of the sky's sudden death, unannounced, fell where Chen Fan had just stood, piercing into a deep hole there, and the crack spread.

This scene not only caused Chen Fan to lose his color, but the other audience was also embarrassed, their eyes were huge, God was so terrible, if it was really broken, even if it didn't die, it would have to be seriously injured.

"In a microscopic war, even the use of supernatural forces is very meaningful!" Mu Xiaoxiao was angry and unhappy.

Lin Quan and Tang You were also very unhappy. Shentong is a mystical method that can only be cultivated by cultivators in the dust. The battle is inherently unfair. Tian Yang's use of Tiantong is even more unfair.

Some of Tian Yang Feng's inner disciples immediately sneaked in, and the Lord of Tianyang Peak was also indifferent. He said: "Disciple of the Heavenly Maiden Wind, shut up, there is no rule, and you can't use magical power in life and death. ”

"Old man, you really silence me!"

Mu Xiaoxiao was even more upset and clenched his fists.

On her shoulder, the colorful feathered little boy yelled at the master of Tianyang Peak. Although she was not familiar with it at first, Mu Xiaoxiao quickly got the little things. At this point, I saw a person. She was excited, and the boy was angry.

"Not so long, arrogant, this chair will represent the goddess bishop her doorman!"

Tianyang Feng's face was a little cold, and he directly found a big hand and brought it to Mu Xiaoxiao. This space suddenly soared, and this power was terrifying, certainly beyond the realm of fantasy.

On the main platform, Chen Fan raised his head, refused to face Tian Yang on the opposite side, and shouted to the scene: "What do you want to do with old things, you dare to touch her hair, Lao Tzu canceled your son and destroyed your family!"

"Hey ......"

Suddenly, Mu Xiaoxiao had two more roles in front. Ye Qiuyu is still as moving as usual, and her temperament is still elegant. But now, her beautiful face is a little cold, and there is a murder in the jewels.

Next to her stood another figure, a middle-aged, elegant and luxurious woman, caressing the jade hand, blocking the great hand of God and the sun, making the great power disappear. Invisible.

"Jade has no face, you are right, take care of your disciples, who have no respect!"

The boss of Tianyang Peak is cold and will not start again.

The middle-aged woman named Yu Wuyan looked very dazed and said, "It should be Lingling, because you know that she is a disciple of my goddess, and you still do her hand, there are too many, she doesn't seem to have violated the rules?"

"What about you!" the middle-aged woman turned her head and looked towards Yangxin Temple. "As the owner of Yangxin Temple, I am in charge of this denomination, where is your gaze, why not? Stop!"

Her words were calm, but many practitioners were shocked by the strong sense of oppression.