Facing the wolves, Chen Fan's heart gradually calmed down, and the sword in his right hand also rotated with his right hand. A light blue sword swayed, blowing the air, breaking some snowflakes.

"Hey ......", "Hey ......"

The snow wolf rushed out on both sides and split in half.

Because there was no retreat, only one battle, he thought so.

"Hey ......"

This time, dozens of snow wolves rushed in, and there was a lot of water around. I saw several women on the ancient mountains in the distance. These fins are very sturdy and difficult for the average person to pass through.

However, the next moment, Chen Fan disappeared, leaving a shadow in the original place, not even the snow appeared, his real body appeared on the periphery, the sword fell, and more than a dozen wolves were smashed, and the blood was bandaged.

"Hurry up!" some of the women cried.

Bing Xin was anonymous, Chen Fan's speed made her not the first to see it, when he was at Tiannu Peak, he could avoid her sword, at this time, it was not difficult for the flashes of dozens of snow wolves to be surrounded by nature.

Only her eyebrows were still a little wrinkled, and the others saw his speed, and she saw that the long sword in Chen Fan's hand was too sharp and beyond normal, even if the sword did not achieve this class.

It was a sword, but she didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in energy.

Xuan Thanh Quang was confused, Chen Fan didn't take a step towards magic, in the wolves, although the magic sword in his hand did not have powerful magic, but in terms of sharpness, it was more terrifying than the bar. Spiritual search, as long as a snow wolf touches, will inevitably end the broken body.

After participating in the battle, Chen Fan's eyes became very calm, and the surrounding area was surrounded by a leak, but he did not have the slightest confusion of color, like a sword.

"Hey ......"

The snow wolf rushed to his left and was split in half.

He approached slightly, escaped from the big mouth above his head, swept his right leg, and stabbed a snow wolf flying in the stomach, the snowy wolf flew out and stabbed the other snow wolves, a few feet away in the bay, there was no movement on the ground, apparently dead.

"A terrible force!"

On the ancient peaks, the girl who looked far in this direction was a little scared.

While these snow wolves don't know how to practice, in terms of physical strength, they can almost match those two-day miniature repairers. However, such a snow wolf was kicked by the man in front of him. Head.

This place, all the women were amazed, the man's movement was too extravagant, the speed was very mysterious, it was like walking on a track, under the siege of hundreds of snow wolves, it was actually possible to move forward. Coming back, for a brief moment, snow fell to the ground, there were dozens of snow wolves, blood and water flowed on the ground.

"Oh, this guy is really bloody, why is he so killed?" Mu Xiaoxiao was a little unhappy.

If Chen Fan heard this, he estimated that he would directly spurt blood, feeling that these snowy wolves wanted to eat him, he still had to pay attention to the place where he killed!

In the face of the powerful Chen Fan, wolves are not afraid, but they are more aggressive, they are not afraid of death. Looking at Chen Fan's bloody mouth, he still felt dizzy, why was he still there? more!

There are many ancient techniques recorded in Buddhist scriptures, but in this place, he is not good at direct demonstration. After all, it is in the Ice Palace's sphere of influence. He didn't want others to know his secret, and even Mu Xiaoxiao didn't say it.

The battle on the ice continues, and I don't know how long it's been. The sky fades away. Chen Fan was sweating. I don't know how many snow wolves I killed. His clothes were almost completely broken. Dizzy and about to run out of strength.

What he didn't know was that at the top of the ancient times, not only the ordinary female disciples around him, but even Bingxin and Mu Xiaoxiao were stunned. One night, they stood here and witnessed the battle between Chen Fan and the wolves.

"This ...... Is this still human?"

"How did he do it?!"

The women were shocked and inexplicable. A cultivator entering a microcosm can besiege hundreds of snow wolves. The red blood and debris on the ground showed Chen Fan's records. It's too late to cover it up. He insisted on killing more than two hundred snow wolves.

That snow wolf is comparable to a two-day micromachinist!

Chen Fan was a little stunned, and even more disgusted. His shattered body and blood-red fluid gave him a feeling of vomiting. His hand held the sword and trembled slightly, he didn't know how many times he welcomed Bingxin.

He supported his body with a magic sword, his mouth was sullen, his pants were torn, his clothes were torn, half of his shoulders were exposed, and the crystal had some claws on it.

It is also his control over the supreme scriptures of the Buddha, and the refinement of the sacred martial arts, the incredible life force, far exceeding the physical strength of others, and the ghosts. illusory art, which still exists.

If it turns to a similar level of repair, it is estimated that the wolves have separated a long time ago.

"You all want to die!" he shouted at the wolf.

Stunned by him, this is a pack of ferocious snowy wolves, really retreated, this person is terrifying, like a humanoid monster, the magic sword in his hand gives these snowy wolves a terrible color.

"Hey ......"

Suddenly, another wolf came, and the wolf immediately shut up. They methodically parted, giving way to the rear, fearing and respecting the rear.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. In his field of vision, a special snow wolf appeared and indicated that it was different. That's because the snow wolf is more than two meters tall and as strong as a big cow.

Wolf King!

Almost instantly, these two words appeared in Chen Fan's mind.

"Snow wolf, how can it escape!" exclaimed a lady on the top of an ancient mountain.

Bingxin frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something, Mu Xiaoxiao waved her small fist and shouted, but her voice was overwhelmed by the sound of the wind and snow, and she couldn't reach the bottom.

Looking at the huge snow wolf, glancing at the wolves, and looking at the frozen neck of the Ice Palace, Chen Fan slowly stood up, took a deep breath, held the magic sword in his right hand, turned around and lost his hand.

This move shocked many women, was this man crazy?Facing the Snow Wolf King, who was compared to the Seventh Heavenly Master, he even threw away his sword. Does he want to fight the King of Snow Wolves with his hands?!

"Hey ......"

As if I was offended, the king of the snow wolves shouted loudly and rushed forward. It is faster than other snow wolves. On this ice sheet, it achieved an absolute superiority and immediately rushed to Chen Fan.

The bloody suffocation came, and the dangerous atmosphere made him feel cold. He is very weak, but his potential makes his body move. His right leg was resting in a corner, his body leaning back, his right fist clenched into his fist. Hooking.

"Hey ......"

The big body of the Snow Wolf King flew back, more than three meters.

The scene shocked some ancient women, and the unarmed empty fist was unbelievably comparable to the Snow King.

However, they also found that Chen Fan would be exhausted. If not, even the raw strength he showed, even if he couldn't kill the Snow Wolf King, would be enough to hurt him, but for now he just had to fly it.

"Holy, girl, isn't it......" a woman next to her opened, she wanted to stop.

Bingxin looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and seemed to be asking her for advice, but what surprised her was that cute Xiaoxiao Mu naughty really shook her head. She told Bingxin: "The wolf said, I want to prove it!"

Some of the female disciples were a little stunned, but Bing Xin suddenly trembled. As the divine daughter of the Ice Palace and the future heir, she naturally knew what Mu Xiaoxiao meant by lemons.

For a long time, the core of the tape disappeared: "Don't worry about him ......"

In the snow, wolves roared, and green scorpions glowed intensely.

The King of Snow Wolves is here again. It opened its mouth wide. Chen Fan felt the pressure, but he didn't back down. Instead, he rushes forward, takes a magical step, and fights the king of snow wolves.

"Hey ......"

This time, the Snow Wolf King was crushed again, but Chen Fan was also taken away by the Snow Wolf King's big claws, flying three steps wide, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

"Hey ......"

Another collision, snowflakes flying.

"It's back!"

Chen Fan shouted and rushed forward.

"Hey ......"

"Hey ......"

A wolf was fighting in the snow, Chen Fan was tired, but his body was still very healthy, the supreme ancient sutras of the Buddha protected his arbitrator, his fists were a little paralyzed, and his legs were stiff. However, he has not yet retreated, he is already close to the Snow Wolf King, and he can compete with the Seven Skies.

On the ancient peaks, the women were shocked. It's an ice field. Extremely low temperatures. Even if the Dust Restorer can't survive for long, the disciples of the Ice Palace can act as they wish.

But how strong is the willpower of the man in front of him, who fought with the wolves in the snow all night and was almost exhausted, but was still able to defeat the life of the king of the snow wolves?!

"Bang ......", "......", "Bang ......"

The snowflake battle continued, Chen Fan almost fainted, but the strong consciousness supported his body, he didn't want to take a step back, he wanted to fight, fight, fight!

Time passed quietly, the wind and snow remained, and the morning light gradually appeared in the east, sprinkled with golden light.

At this time, Chen Fan's wind fluctuated, the snowflakes swayed, and the strong momentum suddenly spread, and his slightly hazy scorpion immediately became bright, and he couldn't help but scream.

On the ancient peaks, there were several women looking at the man in the snow.

Next to him, Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and waved his hand excitedly.

In Bing's eyes, a strange light flashed, and he whispered to himself: "Enter the super small heaven ......"

"Boom ......"

The intense atmosphere turned into a storm. The Snow Wolf King around Chen Fan was shaken and soared. He immediately stood up, his right fist clenched, and a red light erupted in the air, suddenly descending.

"Hey ......"