"Not necessarily!"

At this time, Yang Tao, a young man from the Vermilion Bird Regiment, stared at Chen Fan:

"Chen Fan, are you willing to join my Vermilion Bird Regiment? If you join my Vermilion Bird Regiment, don't worry, they don't dare to kill you, at least here, they don't dare to kill you, because the leader of our Vermilion Bird Regiment is nearby, if he dares to do something to you, the leader will come and kill them!"

What the!!!

As soon as these words came out, that Zhang Changfeng's face changed, if this was the case, he really couldn't do it casually.

If Chen Fan joined the Vermilion Bird Regiment, and the leader of this regiment was still nearby, then he had some scruples, unless the Son of Heaven was here, but the Son of Heaven was a busy man, and this kind of thing could not trouble him.

Everyone present stared at Chen Fan, but Chen Fan was moved in his heart, these people from the Tianzi Regiment, as well as the people from the Vermilion Bird Regiment, are all powerful people, and he has no interest in joining other people's forces, but wouldn't it be cooler for him to establish a group by himself and be the boss by himself?

"Thank you, but I already have my own power. ”

Chen Fan said.

"What do you mean?" the crowd was puzzled.

"I myself am the leader of a regiment!"

"What? What did you say?"

Yang Tao and Zhang Changfeng, Deng Jiang and others thought that they had heard it wrong, and established a group, is that what ordinary people can establish, at least they must be masters of transforming gods, and they are still true disciples to be qualified to establish, and they also need to have connections and deterrence, what is Chen Fan?

However, an elite disciple of Yuanying Cultivation has only been in the sect for a long time, and he has not sorted out his own affairs, and he actually established a group and became the leader himself? Isn't it ridiculous?

"When was it established?"

"Just now!"

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth rose, "I don't join any group, but I appreciate your kindness!"

"Chen Fan, you have to think clearly, if you don't join our Vermilion Bird Regiment, this god-transforming young man in front of you will kill you, I can't stop it!"

Yang Tao's expression was solemn, and he felt that it was very dangerous for Chen Fan to be so stubborn.

"Hehe, since he doesn't want to join, what else is there to say! Deng Jiang! kill him!"

Suddenly, Zhang Changfeng sneered, this was his own death, and he couldn't complain about them.

"Boy, you're dying, what else do you have to say?"

Suddenly, Deng Jiang laughed wildly, "If you look for death yourself, then it's hard if you want to die!"

Chen Fan had a chance to survive just now, but he actually gave up the protection of the Vermilion Bird Regiment, I have to say, extremely stupid!

Die!

Deng Jiang's body rushed directly and showed his mastery: "Let your kid taste the thousand reprints that I have worked hard to condense for ten years! There are thousands of qi in it, once you are hit, your whole body will be corrupted and broken!"

Deng Jiang's palm struck out, and a cloud of colorful true qi shone brightly, conjuring up many handprints of different sizes. Some of these handprints are the size of a thumb, while others are the size of a palm, and there are more than a thousand of them. Slap Chen Fan's chest.

Just when the handprints were about to be printed on Chen Fan's chest, the countless handprints all melted and became a multicolored palm, and the mysterious lines on it flowed, looking very condensed.

A breath of energy came out of it, pulling the air hundreds of meters around it and whining.

The wind and sand on the ground were rocky, and Chen Fan's sleeves were swaying. At the same time, Deng Jiang's spirit sword also shot out, pointing directly at Chen Fan's eyebrows.

The corners of Deng Jiang's mouth smiled contemptuously, his two attacks already looked up to Chen Fan very highly, if he couldn't kill Chen Fan, then he Deng Jiang's cultivation for so many years could be regarded as blind.

But the next thing that happened was something he couldn't have imagined.

In the face of this blow, Chen Fan's face was calm, and there was still an inch away from his chest in this palm, and when Deng Jiang thought that Chen Fan was about to be slapped to death by himself, Chen Fan's right hand stretched out.

His right hand emitted a golden halo, and it was simply aimed at Deng Jiang's multicolored palm print. However, the scene of Chen Fan being shot away in Deng Jiang's imagination did not appear.

Chen Fan grabbed his palm, and the colorful qi on it was blocked by the golden Gang Qi, and it couldn't penetrate in the slightest.

At this time, a cold and icy force burst out from Chen Fan's dantian, instantly covering Deng Jiang's fingers, and then extending to his palms and arms.

Deng Jiang felt that his right arm was frozen by a cold air that was cold to the bone, and he lost consciousness. was so frightened that his face changed greatly, and he was about to retreat, but unfortunately his right arm was welded by Chen Fan, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape Chen Fan's palm.

This cold aura became more and more intense, and it had already permeated his body, Deng Jiang's mind turned, and the heavenly sword pierced Chen Fan's head at a faster speed, and his left hand also cast a thousand reprints.

When the spirit sword approached Chen Fan's head, a big snake sprang out directly from Chen Fan's back.

The moment the Ice Snake extended from Chen Fan's back, it opened its bloody mouth, revealing four terrifying fangs, which could swallow a living person in one bite.

Although the big snake was a combination of Chen Fan's true qi, it was like a real existence, and a cold qi erupted from its mouth, and the spirit sword that was as fast as a meteor was directly fixed in the air by this cold qi, and the sword body made a clicking sound that was not only frozen on the spot, but even exploded.

A good sword is directly wasted.

Bang!

Deng Jiang's left hand thousand reprints struck, Chen Fan's left hand shook slightly, and his five fingers floated with cash light, condensed into a golden dragon claw, and grabbed this thousand reprints.

Click!

A sound of bones shattering came out, and Chen Fan's dragon claws pinched Deng Jiang's fingers into a depression, and the five fingers had already broken off and returned.

His palms were also reduced to a mass of flesh under this tremendous force.

Yes!......

No way!!!

Deng Jiang screamed, the sharp pain in his palm made him worse than dead, and his eyes revealed a look of horror, looking at Chen Fan's indifferent face as if he had seen a ghost.

"You ......"

Deng Jiang's Thousand Reprints is his strongest master, and he has never missed a hand in his peers. Even if he had two heads, he couldn't imagine that Chen Fan would be so powerful.

"Didn't you say that if I won your thousand reprints, my internal organs will be corrupted and broken?"

At this moment, Deng Jiang's body was bent down because of the pain, but one of his arms was still in Chen Fan's hand. It looked like he was kneeling in front of Chen Fan. But he didn't feel the slightest humiliation at the moment. All that remains is terror, fear.

Chen Fan's methods were very terrifying, and even those sect elders who cultivated the cold ice true qi, he had never seen it so powerful. Not to mention that the dragon claw that Chen Fan inspired not only broke his Thousand Seals, but also shattered his arm.

Chen Fan looked at Deng Jiang condescendingly, he no longer flattered me, no longer arrogant, only a frightened face, and Chen Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. A killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhang, save my ......"

He had never experienced a scene of life and death, and at this moment, Deng Jiang's face was pale, his body trembled, he was trembling even when he spoke, and his voice became hoarse.

Even if Chen Fan hadn't pinched one of his arms, he would have been able to kneel down and kowtow directly and beg for mercy.

Moreover, such a strong person, he actually provoked in front of him last time and wanted to kill him, so he was lucky to avoid a catastrophe last time?

"No one can save you!"

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Yes! Let go of Deng Jiang! Do you hear it!"

Suddenly, the voice of the long wind came from the side, and this person flew over, and the faces of Yang Tao and the others changed. Zhang Changfeng is different from Deng Jiang, this is a genius of transforming gods!