Chapter Seventy-Six: The Earth Shakes and the Mountains Shake

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A faint golden light wrapped around Qin Fan's body. Like a real dragon looking at the sky.

It was a domineering momentum that no one could compete with, and now it was permeating the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Qin Fan condescendingly stared at all the people of the association present, and a sly smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Shocked, Hall Master Wei and the others trembled and took a step back, and their hearts were wrapped in endless fear.

That's Qin Fan? A guy who just joined the Hidden Door Association?? Sixteen-year-old?

No. The condensed big hand that covered the sky was not something that ordinary six-rank martial artists could do at all.

Situ Yunlan looked at Qin Fan in disbelief, and then roared, "Little ghost, how much have you deceived us!" β€œ

"Deception? In the face of you, I don't think there is any need to deceive at all. β€œ

As soon as the words fell, Qin Fan's condensed big hand that covered the sky suddenly caught the palm of Situ Yunlan's palm. Collide with each other.

The scalp-numbing air currents actually blew over all the martial artists who had not yet stepped into the eighth rank or higher!

Then, I saw a burst of smoke rising from the Spirit Mountain.

No one knows what just happened. No one even knows what is going on.

Whose hand is better?

However, as the smoke cleared, Qin Fan stood in place unscathed. The audience caused a sensation again.

Contrary to the scene of the Jiang family's cheering, the association's side was completely surrounded by fear.

A sixteen-year-old boy actually has the strength to match Vice President Situ?

It's horrible. How many people will believe it?

It's just that before Situ Yunlan could react, the cold dragon had already appeared in Qin Fan's hands.

A blue blade that exudes a cold aura.

Held in Qin Fan's hand, he rushed towards Situ Yunlan at an astonishing speed.

He has never been merciful to his enemies who want to kill him.

Even if the other party is from the vice president of the strongest force in the Huaxia Hidden Sect, this is also the case.

"Not good!" Situ Yunlan finally realized. The little ghost in front of him has been hiding his cultivation.

In the face of this sudden sword, it was only with all his strength that he could dodge.

But dodging doesn't mean you're not hurt.

At the center of gravity on his right shoulder, a bloody hole appeared.

Situ Yunlan covered her wounds, and her face became extremely pale.

"Little ghost, I don't believe that you have stepped into the realm of a six-rank martial artist. Say, what secrets are hidden in you! β€œ

But no normal person would believe that a sixteen-year-old boy could step into the realm of a martial artist.

Not to mention, he is still a six-rank martial artist who can be on par with the vice president of the association.

But it's true, and they can't believe it.

Facing Situ Yunlan's questioning. Qin Fan was dressed in black, standing in place with one person and one sword and never spoke.

The strong killing intent in his eyes made Situ Yunlan's forehead burst into beads of sweat.

Sensing that the situation was not good, Vice President Situ instinctively wanted to leave.

But since he has already come, will Qin Fan still give him a chance to escape?

The cold dragon, which exuded an icy aura, was trembling and trembling, as if it longed for human blood.

Qin Fan, on the other hand, was expressionless, and stabbed a sword into Situ Yunlan's left shoulder.

Accompanied by a scream. Situ Yunlan hung his arms in pain, his eyes full of horror.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place."

Qin Fan finally spoke. It's just that the tone sounds unusually calm.

Calm enough to be in his psyche, without a trace of waves.

Situ Yunlan didn't say a word, and looked at Qin Fan in despair.

Now his hands are wasted. There is no cultivator behind him who can surpass him.

What could be more helpless?

"Leave a line in your work, and see each other in the future."

Just when Qin Fan lifted the cold dragon and was about to make a move. Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the air.

No one can see the owner of the voice, as if it is a thousand miles away.

Qin Fan frowned and looked up in the southwest direction. You can feel a dispensable breath from there.

However, there was not half a figure within a radius of several hundred meters.

What does this mean? The owner of the sound is very strong. It was so strong that it could even easily block Qin Fan's exploration!

At the scene, only Situ Yunlan looked overjoyed, and also looked southwest.

Then he couldn't help but shout: "Fifth senior." Save me! β€œ

The fifth senior? There is also a senior member of the association with the fifth surname?

Although Qin Fan didn't know the identity of the person who came, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet arrived.

Immediately, I saw that the cold dragon suddenly flashed a cold chill. Quickly floated in the air and stabbed towards Situ Yunlan's chest!

"Alas, such a talented young man should have a great future, but unfortunately the murderous intention is too heavy."

The old voice reappeared, sounding too sorry.

"So it's okay for him to want my life, but not if I want his life? What bullshit theory! β€œ

Qin Fan lowered his voice and said in a deep voice word by word.

At the same time, Han Long did not stop attacking Situ Yunlan.

Unexpectedly, the next second. The cold dragon began to spin in mid-air as if uncontrollably, and then plunged into the ground.

Situ Yunlan naturally knew that it was his predecessors who saved him, and he was even more confident in his heart.

Respectfully said again: "Fifth senior, if this son is not killed, it will definitely become a scourge for the Hidden Gate Association in the future!" β€œ

Indeed, at this rate of growth. If you don't kill it, sooner or later, it will jeopardize the association. β€œ

As soon as the words fell, I saw an old monk slowly walking out of the southwest direction.

The old monk clasped his hands along the way, looking more easy-going.

And his steps seem ordinary. In fact, it was only three steps away from a hundred meters away!

With this kind of body method, even Qin Fan, who is used to seeing the world, has to sigh.

After all, this is the earth, not the spirit world.

The old monk came to Qin Fan. He smiled kindly and said: "The young man advises you, the bitter sea is endless, and there is no shore to turn back." β€œ

A bitter sea turned back to the shore and gave Qin Fan a lot of fun.

Now the association is chasing him, and he has become a sinner just out of legitimate defense?

In fact, as early as in the spirit world, Qin Fan didn't have much interest in monks.

Now I hear the words of the old monk. It's even more resentful.

"What if I have to kill him today?" Qin Fan glanced at Situ Yunlan indifferently and said in a deep voice.

"Amitabha." The old monk only replied with four words, but his closed eyes suddenly opened.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion suddenly descended on Qin Fan, as if he was being pressed by a big mountain!

Such a terrible pressure made Qin Fan's heart startle!

He had long known that this old monk was extraordinary, but he never expected to reach such a situation.

Even if he still stays in the realm of martial artists, I am afraid that he has broken into the peak ranks.

The Hidden Door Association, there are still such masters hidden??

looked at Qin Fan with an ugly face. Situ Yunlan suddenly burst into laughter.

What is Feng Shui Rotation?

This opportunity to fight back after a brush with death made him excited.

Immediately signaled to Hall Master Wei and the others to take this opportunity to avoid future troubles forever.

When the old monk heard this, he didn't say anything, but he had no intention of taking back the coercion.

And Qin Fan, who couldn't move, could only be slaughtered by others.

Qin Fan wanted to resist. I want to break free from the pressure of the old monk through the aura in my body.

However, after many fruitless attempts, his expression became more and more solemn.

"Young people don't panic. When you die, the old man will spend three days for you. β€œ

The old monk's tone was still calm, but he had already regarded Qin Fan as a dead man.

And how could the old man in the black robe let go of this good opportunity?

Please do it now, I hope to do it yourself.

After receiving the affirmation of Situ Yunlan as the Wei Hall Master, the black-robed old man immediately looked at the cold dragon inserted on the ground.

Those eyes are full of greed.

He has been longing for the cold dragon for a long time, and he has long wanted to snatch it, but every time he misses it due to various accidents.

"I'd like to see who else can help you this time!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the scene shook violently like a mountain without warning.

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