At the end of the wasteland, there is a fence of walls.

Chen Fan came to the front of this city wall, the area of the entire city is quite wide, and you can find this from a distance.

It's just that the city in front of me is different from ordinary cities, and there doesn't seem to be a guard at the door. It's as if it's a city of complete freedom.

The walls are mottled everywhere, and it seems that there are often fierce battles here. Otherwise, it wouldn't have left such obvious marks.

After a moment of hard work, Chen Fan had already determined his own thoughts.

For he saw a diminutive monk thrown straight from the city gate, and his body was covered with small wounds. Not only that, but his face was full of extremely painful expressions, presumably because he had been subjected to inhuman torture before he died.

"Hahaha!"

Looking up at the sound of laughter, the black-clothed swordsman found several people with fierce expressions on their faces standing at the head of the city.

Those guys looked like outlaws, and the murderous aura on several people was about to materialize.

"It is worthy of the entrance to the road of killing, and a few guys at the door can have such a murderous aura on their bodies. After Chen Fan felt the heavy murderous aura on the other party's body, he nodded with some satisfaction.

If he was able to cultivate in this place for a period of time, he believed that he should be able to get in touch with the essence of the Killing Sword Intent.

Once he has come into contact with this essence, he has achieved his goal, and then he can leave this barren land.

The black-clothed swordsman's nod was a sign of approval in his mind, but in the eyes of those fierce gods, they felt that this guy was provoking them.

Obviously, just now they all killed a guy who didn't know the height of the sky, and they didn't know what the thin black-clothed monk in front of him thought, and he actually had the courage to challenge them.

"This guy is provoking us, what do you think we should do?" said a man with red hair with a smile at the moment, but there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were full of killing.

In such a special place, the killing is the eternal theme song.

This place is named the entrance to the road of killing, and the so-called peace can never happen in this land full of blood, and all that remains is the never-ending killing.

Chen Fan found the murderous intent in the other party's eyes, and a hint of battle also appeared in his eyes.

"Such unruly fellows want to challenge me, and if they are really not afraid of death, I want to give them a chance to die. Chen Fan said with a sneer.

He spoke so loudly that even if the other party was on the city gate, he could hear the words from the mysterious swordsman below.

It was precisely because of such a sentence that this group of bandits was completely enraged.

"Damn it!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is, I must hang your head at the gate of the city today!"

I saw a red-haired monk descending from the sky, holding two short blades in his hands. There was a cold murderous aura emanating from his body, and a thick murderous aura came to his face, and Chen Fan felt that there was a trace of bloody taste spreading in his throat.

"Looks like this guy should have killed a lot of people. ”

He thought about this question silently in his heart, but his thoughtful expression fell into the eyes of the red-haired monk, and the other party thought that it was the black-clothed swordsman who was a little frightened.

The red-haired monk was indeed as Chen Fan imagined, with monks dying at his hands every day, and he didn't know how many people he had killed.

The opponent in front of him was no different from the previous ones.

Exactly like those people, this guy also showed a hesitant expression on his face at this moment, presumably he should be afraid of himself.

With this idea in mind, the red-haired monk immediately intervened.

A long hair kept flying in mid-air, and with the two short blades in his hand, the momentum exuded by the whole person was a little terrifying.

Chen Fan looked at this guy who looked like a madman, and his expression did not change at all.

He thought that he was killing this guy in front of him with a sword, and it was a complete waste of strength and time. The figure of the red-haired monk kept leaning towards the black-clothed swordsman, his figure moving quite strangely in mid-air, as if using some kind of special step.

It's just that the black-clothed swordsman has mastered the laws of time and space, although he has not realized it very profoundly, and he has not yet reached the point of contacting the origin. But with such a simple rule, this monk can be easily defeated.

The red-haired monk already had a happy expression on his face.

The distance between the two sides is constantly narrowing, and I believe that it will not take long for him to succeed.

Besides, this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky didn't even take out his own weapons, doesn't he know that it is very taboo not to take out weapons in battle?

"Xiaobai, who doesn't know anything, let me die!"

Just as the blade in his hand wanted to penetrate the black-clothed swordsman's body, he felt that the flow of space around him became very slow. But as if time was about to stand still, he could clearly feel that the speed of his sword was quite slow, but the trajectory of the opponent's attack was unexpectedly fast.

"Smack!"

A resounding slap was slapped directly into his face.

The red-haired monk was beaten for a month, and a row of teeth was knocked out, which shows how much force the other party used.

Chen Fan didn't make any moves, and the law of time was activated again.

A strange feeling that was exactly the same as just now appeared.

The red-haired monk felt that the space around him was about to stand still, and he tried to reach out to move his body, but found that he was quite slow.

"What the hell is going on?"

An extremely ridiculous thought appeared in the red-haired monk's mind, and he still couldn't understand why the other party was able to control the flow rate of space.

A lightning-like leg landed on his abdomen, and Chen Fan didn't hesitate to call it, and directly kicked it at the opponent's dantian with precision.

The fierce force spilled out like a deflated ball. It didn't take long for the immortal qi in the red-haired monk's body to completely leak out.

"Ahh

Sensing that the power in his body was completely deprived by the other party, the red-haired monk was about to let out a scream. He couldn't understand how the other party had defeated him, and now that he had become a waste, all of which made it unacceptable.

When the other bandits saw this scene, their faces showed more or less frightened looks.