Chen Fan originally wanted to leave here and go to Killing City to learn about the situation of the energy body, but this place was so exciting, he still wanted to see the excitement.

In the past, the eastern soil was very large, but for Chen Fan, the current eastern soil was a pond in his imagination.

If he wanted to, he could reach any corner of the East within the allotted time.

The Silver Knife Sect is a relatively low-key sect, but it is for this reason that their sect was able to survive unharmed.

Previously, this sect was a vassal under the Dark Flame Sect, and as an accomplice, he helped them plunder the resources of ordinary people and low-level monks.

Now, the Heavenly Killing Dark Flame Sect has been killed by the mysterious black-clothed swordsman, and the remaining stinky fish and rotten shrimp can't stop their Silver Sword Gate.

The Silver Knife Gate finally found such a good opportunity, and if it didn't give it a go, everyone was a little dissatisfied.

Their sect master also has the strength of the mid-stage god transformation, although the strength is not the top one, but it can be regarded as a good hand in the whole world.

"We Silver Knife Gate want to take the ownership of this city, I don't know what you fellow Daoists think. ”

As soon as the head of the Damen Sect finished saying this, other people immediately jumped out to express their objections.

"If it's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat, do you know what the value of this place is? If you are so greedy, you are not afraid to kill yourself. Hearing the unceremonious sarcasm of the person in front of him, the head of the Silver Knife Gate had an extremely ugly face.

Their sect is in the process of thriving, and it is now stronger every day than it was in the past. In such a thriving situation, some people dared to question the strength of their sect.

"Since Daoist friends are not satisfied, then let's use martial arts. The head of the Silver Knife Sect said with some anger.

It's just that when the other man heard this, his long beard was also shaking with laughter.

"If you want to die, don't blame me for being cruel. ”

Chen Fan carefully observed, this old guy's strength was at the peak in the late stage of the transformation of the gods. As long as he went a little further, he would be able to reach the realm of a scattered immortal.

Although the strength is not very strong, but in the case of a group of dragons without a leader, such a monkey can also be called a king.

The Master of the Silver Knife Sect had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and he was quite confident in his own strength.

"Then don't blame me for being too ruthless!" After putting down this cruel sentence, the silver sword light shuttled in the air, and no one could see where the track of the knife light was.

"The master's knife skills are still so perfect, every time I see him debut, it looks like a beautiful work of art. The disciples of the Silver Sword Sect were carefully watching the battle on the field, and it was clear that their sect master had not achieved any small victories, but they were still quite excited.

"With such a three-legged cat kung fu, you dare to put it in front of my eyes to show ugliness. ”

When the old guy saw the sword light in front of him, his face suddenly showed a disdainful expression. Although there is a little bit of the law of fire mixed in, the strength is too weak.

The silver sword light slowly withered like falling petals.

"If that's all you have, then you can die now. The old man finished saying this rather unceremoniously, and a long stick appeared in his hand.

At both ends of the long stick there is a small dragon mouth symbol, which is obviously a coiling dragon stick.

"I don't know how many sticks you can hold me up to. ”

After the old man finished saying this, the whole body rushed out like lightning, and a huge long stick fell from the sky.

"Dang!"

The sound of gold and iron resounded, and the head of the Silver Sword Sect only felt that his tiger's mouth was about to be shattered. His hands couldn't help but tremble, because the power carried by the other party was too great.

Sticks are such things, and what they pay attention to is that they are strong and heavy. This weapon is not the same as a spear, and if it is a spear, the sharp point on it can pierce the monk's body.

But the weapon in front of him was not a spear, but an unpretentious stick. But it was just such a stick, beating the invincible silver knife door master just now.

"Poof!"

was hit directly in the chest with a long stick, and the master of the Silver Knife Gate only felt that his ribs were broken. A large amount of blood was spit out by him, and after Chen Fan sensed it slightly, he slowly shook his head.

This guy is hopeless.

The organs in his body have been completely shattered, and even if an immortal comes here, he may not be able to save him.

Unless he has an immortal body.

However, in the human race, no more than ten people can possess such a physique.

The Silver Knife Sect Master's eyes widened, and the last time he looked at this world, his eyes were full of despair and reluctance.

He had obviously become the head of a first-class force, so why wasn't he the old man's opponent? It didn't take much effort at all for the other party to easily kill him.

The old man saw that there was another revenant under his long stick, and he did not show the slightest look of regret, but smiled coldly.

Returning to the place where his sect rested, he patted some young juniors next to him, and then took the initiative to say to him.

"We must get this place today, because Chancheng is so important. If you could wait for the Lord to come, the whole world would be plunged into desperate pleasures. ”

After saying this, a rather strange smile appeared on the old man's face.

Chen Fan watched these guys lose their lives because of greed, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Monks fight.

Although it is said that the master of the Silver Sword Sect in front of him has failed, if he really wins, the benefits for the entire sect are indescribable.

All monks have a desire to fight, and it is for this reason that they are able to make rapid progress.

Chen Fan watched these guys kill meaninglessly, that is, to drive out the existence of the next Big Mac. Anyway, the last Big Mac has already fallen, and someone has to take their place.

Who can have the last laugh today, all this has nothing to do with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was suddenly a little tired of this kind of life, and seeing these people constantly calculating each other, he felt quite boring.

"Forget it, let's go to the killing field and learn about the energy body. Chen Fan thought for a moment and left here.

It's a matter of becoming an immortal, and you must not slack off.