At the top of the Shenya Mountain Stream, the place is filled with hundreds of intense dust, chills, and raging murders. However, in the center, Chen Fan's expression is calm, calm, without any panic, and only to everyone.

"Boom ......"

At this time, he began not to talk nonsense with Murong Ling, and stretched out his silver hand, almost covering the sky, casting a huge shadow on the earth, like a huge Dayue smashed down.

The people around us looked at each other. Murong Ling was holding a rare and sharp treasure in his hand, but now some people dared to shake it directly with their big hands. This audacity caught everyone's attention and stared ahead.

A cold light flashed in Murong Ling's eyes, but there was no trace of a smile on his face. He moved sideways, frowning. "Brother Jiang, what does this mean? I just said a few words. Do you really want to kill?"

Although he was talking, his hand movements were not weak, the crimson divine sword was radiant, and an astonishing killing force suddenly enveloped every corner of the space, he held the divine sword against the air, and slashed at Chen Fan's hand.

"What a terrible sword!"

Many practitioners take a back seat. Murong Ling's red divine sword moved less than ten feet to each other. Every inch of space was filled with stinging murders that invaded the bone marrow, causing chills in the back and tingling of the scalp.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan's face was expressionless, he reached out and vibrated with his hand, and the mangs surged, and the wisps fell down.

A ray of light suddenly appeared in the void, creating a square circle, circulating silver runes, and began to absorb all the spiritual energy of the surrounding space, just covering a distance of ten zhang, moving up and down with silver hands.

It can be clearly seen that vanity seems to be squeezed by an invisible force, creating folds like a blank sheet of paper. At the same time, the red blood drinking divine sword in Murong Ling's hand was dimmed, and the killing intent was instantly suppressed to the extreme.

"You!"

Murong Ling was shocked, he felt a huge pressure, even if he held a treasure, it didn't work, the light cluster above his head seemed to be able to suppress everything, and the aura that diffused made the divine power in his body almost freeze.

Bing Xin stood behind Chen Fan, staring at the map of lights in the air. She was a little surprised. Her watery jade eyes shone with a faint pure white sheen. She seemed to be analyzing something, but in the end she just shook her head.

"Vulcan!"

Murong Ling drank a lot, and his entire body burned. It was as if an invincible layer of armor had condensed from his body, and he had become an Earth Giant. The red-hot lava seems to burn everything.

However, all this was in vain, Chen Fan was expressionless, there were no mood swings, he stretched out his hand and did not block the pressure, and with a pop broke all the flames in Murong Ling's body, and grabbed one of them.

"You ......"

"Dad!"

Chen Fan didn't talk nonsense with him. He grabbed his collar and raised his hand with a slap. Although he didn't kill anyone, he definitely didn't have mercy, Murong Lingyan's mouth and nose overflowed with blood, and half of his cheeks were almost tattered and dripping with blood.

"You're too much, how can you ......"

"Dad!"

Chen Fan's face was expressionless, his backhand was a slap, and the way he used force was very symmetrical, which made the other half of Murong Ling's cheeks swell, and blood was overflowing, and soon his whole face was dyed red, which looked a little scary.

"Ahh

Murong Ling shouted that he was a genius of the younger generation during the Lunar New Year. Except for a limited number of three or two people, no one was his opponent. But now he is humiliated by this man. He couldn't stand it. There was a fire burning in his eyes.

"Boom ......"

An even more terrifying aura overflowed from his body, several times higher than just now. With hateful eyes, he stared at Chen Fan, with a bunch of fiery red wings behind him.

"Nirvana of the Falling Moon Sect's Burning Fire!"

Some exclaimed, revealing the terrible secret, and all showed the ability to be surprised.

Burning the Flame Nirvana, you can multiply the power, but the price paid is not small. Because ordinary people can't stand the blazing flames, each display requires a lot of life force, almost a kind of ban.

At this moment, Murong Ling showed Nirvana his burning flame, and his divine power multiplied. The red blood-drinking divine sword he held in his hand once again erupted in unparalleled danger. A powerful coercive force has emerged that has swept across the planet and made many repairmen shudder suddenly.

"It's... The smell of the strong in the dream realm!"

Many repairmen were terrified. They felt a terrible oppression. At this time, Murong Ling was infinitely high in the eyes of these people. At this time, he exuded some amazing aura, comparable to the existence of the Magic Kingdom.

However, the next moment, Murong Ling's face changed drastically, and he showed a look of horror for the first time. The divine power outside his body was shattered again. The flaming wings behind him dissipated, turning into tiny stars that melted in all directions of the void.

"You, you have ......"

He finally changed color completely, his lips trembled, but he didn't finish his words, because Chen Fan's big hand was pulled out again, and he didn't want to use it to talk nonsense. Another slap was imprinted on his cheek.

"You kicked me here a year ago. A year later, in the same place, this will be your cemetery. Chen Fan's words were calm and unspoken, but they made everyone feel cold.

For Murong Ling, a hypocritical dark villain, he really didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He couldn't kill him after receiving his stuff a year ago. Now he is stirring up disputes again and again and wants to kill him with the help of many healers here. If he could tolerate his own survival, he would be a saint, but unfortunately, he is not a saint!

"You... You want to kill me?!" Murong Ling's face changed, and his eyes jumped. "No, you can't do that. The magic sword in my hand bears the mark of a master. If you do this, you won't be able to hide it from his old man, and Nantianmen won't be able to protect you!"

"Cut ......"

Chen Fan disdained it and flicked it with his fingers, which seemed simple, but it seemed powerful. With a crisp sound, Murong Ling couldn't help but scream. His right arm fell limply, and the bones of his hand were shattered.

"You ......"

"Cut ......"

Chen Fan was calm, flicked his fingers again, and destroyed Murong Ling's other arm.

Is he worried that Mozo will be in trouble now? Does he need the protection of Nantianmen now? Joke, what is just a pass on to the left of Amo, even if the elders of the Qiuyue clan are here, Liu Chengan is not a vegetarian!

Murong Ling finally had a look of fear. He clearly felt that the person in front of him had been murdered. He no longer looked at himself calmly and anxiously asked for help. He said, "Please help me, Taoist priests. In the future, I will repay you generously by helping you enter the Low Countries. The next teacher is Old Man Moto!"

He was really scared and couldn't resist this man. He shouted something like that at breakneck speed. His only hope now is for these people to be in front of him. He hoped that such a person would help him with the help of the noble name of Loyono. Thus, he carried out the identity of Mozo.

"This ......"

"Enter the Lowland Cult!"

Many people's eyes widened, obviously Murong Ling's words were very tempting. The Moonfall Sect is one of the four major sects of Wei Zi. Getting there to practice is definitely a lifelong dream for many practitioners.

"Quick, help Brother Murong!"

"This thief can't be allowed to succeed!"

In a moment, the repairman in the place immediately shouted loudly. Many showed off their magic weapons, and their magic was stronger than ever. They completely surrounded Chen Fan.

"Let go of Murong!"

Almost all of these people are scattered or come from small groups. It is almost impossible to enter the Low Places on your own. Therefore, at this moment, the allure of Murong Ling's words was nothing more than a fortune.

What's more, there are more than 100 strong people in the dust. They didn't believe that Chen Fan could really stop everyone. At this time, almost everyone moved again, erupting in a very terrifying atmosphere.

"Two warnings for you!" Chen Fan raised his head, his eyes became a little cold, looking at everyone in front of him, danger was spreading in his body. He said coldly, "First of all, get out of here and never get involved in the Shenya Mountain Stream. Second, don't make yourself uncomfortable, and don't force me to kill!"

This kind of cold and ruthless words, like a magical weapon clanging, immediately shocked some people. However, in the face of the temptation to join the Moonfall Sect, there are still many people who rush over fearlessly, and all of them are strong.

"Thieves need to talk less and talk more. Let go of Murong!"

"Block my way, kill my friend Ziyi Daoyou, and now I want to kill the Moon Sage. It's a real devil. I should have killed him!"

There were more than a dozen people who rushed over first, and the weakest cultivator was on the seventh day of Sleeping Dust, and they all had to rely on, some people used magic secret techniques, and some people blasted out powerful magic weapons at the level of spiritual warriors, and they all wanted to enter the Fall Cultivation.

Chen Fan's face became a little cold. At the top of this mountain stream, he unleashed his murder for the first time. He just stood there and didn't move until one of them rushed in, then reached out and slapped him.

"Poof......

His large hand was prosaic, without a hint of divine light, but it seemed to cover a layer of divine armor. The shaking space is distorted. It's so powerful that it makes people shudder. One of them flew away with a thud. The melon seeds in his head were directly broken. The blood mixed with the brain overflowed, and it was especially nauseous.

"Since you want to die, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

His voice was extremely cold, and a little cold light appeared around him, it was a pitch-black ancient spear, and from the beginning, it emitted a very strong smell, turning into a streamer that shot straight ahead.

"Poof......

"Poof......

"Poof......

His current combat power is too terrifying, and these people no longer seem to be at the same level, the pitch-black ancient spear bloomed with brilliant silver, turned into a lightsaber, and took down three people in a row, all passing through the center of the eyebrows, killing with one blow.

He stepped on the ground and his right leg shook violently, and the ground immediately boiled and trembled violently. Hundreds of blue sword qi rushed into the sky, unparalleled fierceness, piercing several figures on the spot, their whole bodies were covered with blood holes, and they fell down on their backs, dying.

After a while, more than a dozen people died, fragile in front of Chen Fan, like a dog made of dirt and chickens, and many repairmen across the street were trembling with fear, even a little surprised next to Bingxin. It wasn't that she didn't expect Chen Fan to be very powerful, but this strength far exceeded her expectations.

"All of you, do not distract your forces and attacks at the same time. After that, I will give you ten more golden pills in return!"

Murong Ling drank a lot. Seeing these people scared, he became very anxious because now all his hopes were focused on these practitioners.

"Yes, together!"

"Kill!"

Although I have seen Chen Fan's terrorist forces, there are still some people who have not given up. They yelled at me to kill me. Not only can they participate in the cultivation of the Moon Descending Sect, but they can also obtain ten golden elixirs. The temptation is too great.

"People die for money, birds die for food......"

Chen Fan shook his head, but the words were very cold, he raised his right hand, Yinhua flashed, wielding countless dazzling sword rays, covering the entire space, and the blood mist rushed up on the spot.

"Ahh

The death banquet was held here. Chen Fan no longer showed mercy. If these people wanted to kill him, why should he be merciful to them? What's more, he has something to protect himself. Excessive kindness is not kindness, but stupidity.

The blood mist drifted before his eyes, and after an unknown amount of time, the battle stopped here, and the ground was almost red with blood, and corpses were scattered there. More than a hundred people felt strong in the dusty environment. At the moment, only a dozen people are still alive, but they cannot move. They fought with their legs and were terrified.

"You Taoist friends, do it now. He has no magic and will soon fall. I'll add ten more cups of golden elixir!"

Murong Ling shouted loudly.

However, at this moment, no one dared to step forward and look at the blood all over the ground. These people felt their souls tremble. At this moment, in their eyes, the black boy opposite is no longer human, but a God who is reaping the death of life!

Chen Fan looked at him ruthlessly and said, "Murong Ling, it's time for you to go to hell." ”

"You, don't kill ......"

"Poof......

Murong Ling's body trembled. However, before he could finish speaking, a silver shockwave came with surprise. A pop shot through his eyebrows, pierced his head, blurred his vision, and ended his life.