Chen Fan's rib heart was very uncomfortable. It's really the brother of the Ziten bastard, and it's really a narrow road. This bastard was in the tomb for the last time, cold and cruel, didn't say anything, but couldn't see it.

Chen Fan is definitely not a miser, but he can't tolerate everything. In Yinchuan Valley, Teng Teng killed him and Qin Luo, how could they forget.

He didn't expect that in this forest, he actually met Qi Teng's brother, looked at him, and made it clear that he was making trouble for the two of his people, and then he still needed to be polite, polite, and welcome him directly.

"Can you tell me who I am?"

Dozens of these people were Ziwei's disciples, and they were all very profound. The weakest are in the sky. At this time, they looked at him coldly, especially the first person who was caught by him. The killing is over.

"Who's who, slam my door!"

Chen Fan was very contemptuous, and at the same time, he was speechless. The people who met him were stupid. Every time they say something like this, it seems to be a habit, and this practice makes him very uncomfortable.

"You're looking for death!"

A dozen people said that it was cold, killing, and needed to be started.

But now, a cold voice came from him: "Don't move, I'm personally married to him!"

Chen Fan was a little biased, the man followed him, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he was wiped. The smoke scorpion sways in the scorpion, step by step, and the body is terrifying. Kill the machine.

Seeing him move forward, the rest of the people have already retired. They know the power of their men. In their opinion, the previous impact was just Chen Fan's sneak attack, otherwise they would not have been hit.

"My name is Tianyue, remember it, and after hell, don't forget who is in your hands!"

Fang Tianyue, the powerful cultivation of the Seven Heavens, and the Ziwei Teachings of the four cult leaders, he was completely confident that he could easily suppress this person in front of him, not because he was a disciple of Ziwei.

Ziwei, Ultraviolet Corner, Nantianmen, Luyue Sect, and Ice Palace are the four major sects. Of these four sects, Ziwei is undoubtedly the most powerful, and it suppresses the other three sects. Stand at the top of the fairytale trail.

It is named after Ziwei, which is enough to illustrate the power of this cult. It is said that crape myrtle is a great power of ancient purple MSI. After a dark chaos, its power was weakened.

However, while the sect is still very strong, many practitioners are jealous. Today's ages are no longer the same, but in this world, there is always a saying that Ziwei's water is deep, so don't provoke.

Because of this, Ziwei's disciples were born with an aura, and wherever they went, they were shocked. No one dares to provoke, even if it is only the most popular foreign disciples.

"Fang Tianyue, I'm too lazy, I'm very impressed with Yue Buqun. ”

Chen Fan shrugged and ignored the road.

The men frowned slightly. They didn't know who Yue Buqun was in Chen Fankou, and Chen Fan didn't bother to explain it to them. Will he say that Yue Buqun is a hypocrite and that he cut off his brother?

"Can't you do this with your kids?" Qin Luo asked.

He knew that Chen Fan's body was very strong, and he knew that his strength was very strong, but Fang Tianyue was a repairman who knew seven days. After all, he's not just Chen Fan.

Chen Fan is very handsome and has long hair. He said, "Three tricks will correct you!"

With such a confident tone, there was nothing called a powerful repairer in the Seven Heavens, so dozens of people from the Purple Micro Sect were angry. In their opinion, the person is too arrogant and arrogant.

"Dead!"

Fang Tianyue only had two words. His appearance is gloomy and floating. As if walking in the air, he raised his right hand and sent a fiery glow towards Chen Fan's cheek, obviously he had to humiliate him first. Something. Chen Fan stood quietly until Fang Tianyue rushed forward, he waved his right hand casually, said hello with a punch, and pulled his cheek with his big hand to greet him, but he was not hurt.

"Card ......"

With a shout, Ziwei's people suddenly looked sarcastic and looked at Chen Fan with contempt.

However, in the next moment, these people changed color, because they found that Fang Tianyue's body was trembling, his face was slightly distorted, and there was a lot of blood in his eyes. His face was pale, his palms were almost deformed, and his bones were broken.

"Fang you!"

"This ...... It's impossible!"

More than a dozen people were faded, Fang Tianyue was the master of the Seven Heavens, the most powerful of them, but at this moment, they had already been broken by the other party, and they were really unacceptable.

Qin Luo was a little unable to go down the mountain and began to dig a hole in the ground. He had witnessed the deterioration of Chen Fankou's body many times, and even Qi Teng was not a competitor, let alone Fang Tianyue's Seven Heavenly Heavens.

This Fang Tianyue only got one kick, so he didn't know how to accept this lesson, which made him very embarrassed.

"You ......"

Fang Tianyue's face was deformed, his body trembled, his face was blurred, and no one knew better than him. Now, it seemed as if his right hand had touched a piece of iron, and that force could not be stopped.

"The first step is two tricks. ”

Chen Fan stretched out his fingers casually and shook his head accidentally.

Fang Tianyue looked stiff, his eyes full of anger. There were a lot of voices on the other side, and his self-esteem was disappointed. He gritted his teeth, stared at Chen Fan, and swallowed a pill in his hand.

His deformed right hand suddenly exploded in the air, like fried soybeans, you can clearly see that there is fog, a drop of blood falling, and Fang Tianyue's right hand is back to its original shape.

Jin Dan Jin Zichen Fan shook his head with a smirk.

Fang Tianyue didn't say anything, he stood up, his palm became clear, he shot a divine god, rushed towards Chen Fan, and a powerful motive suddenly poured into this space.

"The soul of the broken soul of the Ziwei Church?" Qin Shui was shocked and reminded: "The child noticed that this is a purple, very powerful, very mysterious miniature school, which cannot capsize in the ditch. ”

The soul of the soul is shattered, leaving behind the father of the purple micro-sect, extremely powerful, strange and large, full of variables, and it is rumored that the broken soul is not only a strong body secret, but also directly harms the soul. It's horrible.

"Fang Shixiong, shatter his soul!"

"Yes, it's awesome to let this ignorant madman know about my Ziwei teachings!"

"Dare to be the enemy of my Ziwei Teachings, I don't know life and death!"

Fang Tianyue shouted behind him. They were all happy. They are the secret of the purple microscopic doctrine. This is not something that the average person can grasp. At least these people are just Fang Tianyue.

"The soul is broken, the name is good, but unfortunately, it's not very good. ”

Chen's way is simple, he moves immediately, leaving a residual image in the original position, showing ?? Got hallucinations.

In his right hand, a silver light flashed, and a silver symbol appeared, surrounded by mist, he raised and stretched out his hand, facing Fang Tianyue's large crystal hand, which was a palm tree.

"Boom ......"

The dazzling light of the gods, Chen Fan looked the same, but on the other hand, Fang Tianyue was a big scorpion, and the crumbling soul in his right hand disappeared, shattered by the earthquake, like glass.

Chen Fan didn't hold it, his left hand tightened, followed the trend, and slammed with a punch.

"Hey ......"

Fang Tianyue flew around like a scarecrow, leaving a long stream of blood behind. His chest was almost sunken, and his ribs were broken. He coughed?? Bleeding came, and his face turned pale.

"This kid is really weird. ”

Qin Luo was a little surprised. He is one of the seven peaks of the people of Nanjing. The core disciples of Tianyun Peak were very clear about some of Ziwei's microscopic studies, and this kind of broken soul was definitely one of them.

However, now Chen Fan was easy to break, and Fang Tianyue, who was using the Broken Soul, got a punch. Everyone here was shocked. For a while, he was silent and did not want to accept the scene.

"One last step, and then, I'm in!"

Chen Fanping's fuzzy path, the numbers are immediately obsessed, the wonderful steps are opening, the world's unique sheath method allows Chen Fan to have speed alone, and even when he has a strong hallucination, he can surpass his height.

"Hey ......"

Fang Tianyue has not yet replied. He had just seen a black shadow flickering in front of his eyes. The next moment, his entire body flew up, and blood flowed uncontrollably down his throat and down his cheeks.

Chen Fan's silhouette appeared in front of Fang Tianyue. He didn't stop, his right foot hit the ground, like an asteroid erupting, suddenly appeared beside Fang Tianyue, and raised his fist.

"Hey ......"

It was a terrible attack. In the end, Fang Tianyue sent out a tragic murder like a pig. He felt that the dust had been repaired for seven days, but in the face of Chen Fan, whether it was physical or supernatural school, he made a mess. In terms of speed, he was also far behind, and he didn't.

"Final blow!"

Fang Tianyue's body flew back, but in the next moment, a cruel voice sounded in my ears. I don't know when Chen Fan appeared next to him, the silver in his right hand glistening.

"Hey ......"

With a punch, it directly entered Fang Tianyue's chest and knocked him down from the air, and without leaving the silver, Fang Tianyue's body fell directly to the ground, breaking a piece of land within three meters.

Fang Tianyue shouted in all directions. He faced Chen Fan's terrifying physical attacks, and even though he was a powerful hallucination, it was difficult to support him. Moreover, he was almost bankrupt.