The red-clothed brother stood alone at the front, and there were already hundreds of monks in front of him.

"Inside, a friend of my master is making a breakthrough, let's disperse. When he said this, he completely used his spiritual power to urge it.

When the monk on the other side heard his words, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

People don't care if there's someone in there who is making a breakthrough, as long as they can get good things.

"Your master has become a wasted person, how can there be a so-called friend to meet him? Don't fool us. Hurry up and get the good things out, or you won't be able to get off the stage today!" a somewhat anxious monk had already begun to threaten.

He firmly believes that there are good treasures in this yard.

Even if the head breaks through, there is no such a big battle. He said that a friend made a breakthrough in it, isn't that just fooling a three-year-old child?

"It's true, the black-clothed senior inside is making a breakthrough, don't bother him. The younger brother in red said with a trembling voice.

But the people out there don't want to talk nonsense with them anymore.

Monks must fight, and there is a great opportunity in front of them.

Even if someone is indeed making a breakthrough inside, if they don't get something, it doesn't matter if it affects the other party's breakthrough.

Human nature is quite evil.

Even if they didn't get anything and affected that guy's breakthrough, they would feel very dark.

Anyway, they have hundreds of people here, no matter how strong that guy is, can he still clean them up together?

This is in their Chengtianmen! There is also a head in charge here!

Once that guy is presumptuous, they will directly kill that person, and I believe that no one else will say a word.

With so many prerequisites here, there is no reason why they should not make a move.

"What nonsense are you still talking here, just go in and ignore these two fools. "A monk shot straight away.

This person has the realm of the late stage of the transformation of gods, and the violent spiritual power swept through the red-clothed brothers, directly pushing the two people's bodies away.

The gate of the annex was directly blasted open, and the spiritual power exploded there, which looked quite terrifying.

The man in Tsing Yi, who was already mortal, stood there, holding his long stick in his hand. is obviously a mortal, but the momentum he exudes at the moment is quite terrifying.

"I used to be the third elder of this sect, do you really want to step on my corpse to go over!"

He stared at his eyes, and a monstrous resentment emanated from him.

After many disciples saw this scene, they suddenly had a retreat in their hearts. For this elder, everyone has some respect in their hearts, because many people don't know why the other party was wasted by the head of the family.

But the other party did things quite fairly before, and the reputation of the disciples was incomparably good.

Right now, the other party is standing there with a mortal body, and any of them can kill him with any casual shot.

No one wants to be this wicked person.

Many disciples felt a little headache, and this guy just stood here stunned.

But there are still bold maniacs, and I saw a person with a scar on his forehead walking out directly and scolding.

"Do you still think that you yourself are the third elder of the sect? a waste man hurry up and get out of the way for me, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you directly!"

As soon as the words fell, he directly waved his hand out of thin air and pushed the other party to the edge of the door.

The man in Tsing Yi only felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

He watched as the monks rushed into the courtyard, but at this moment, the black-clothed swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground had slowly stood up.

The epiphany just now was not interrupted, but this time the epiphany was quite fast.

The two qi of yin and yang have been transformed too much in his body, and in the past, his yin and yang sword path has reached the realm of perfection, but now he has realized a new sword technique.

Tai Chi swordsmanship!

When Chen Fan opened his eyes, there seemed to be gossip diagrams flowing slowly in his eyes.

When the monks in the distance saw this scene, they all gasped in their hearts. They also thought that the other party had cultivated some kind of special pupil technique, and when they met those black eyes, everyone felt a little chill on the soles of their feet.

"Why does that guy look so evil?" said a disciple who couldn't help but feel a little tingling after being seen by the other party's eyes.

But greed has made many people lose their minds, and they are constantly looking in the yard to find the so-called good treasures.

When something so big happens, something good must be born.

Chen Fan only stood quietly in place, and he was still comprehending the Tai Chi swordsmanship just now.

This kind of swordsmanship is quite eccentric.

Even when a strong force is acting on it, it can borrow force and then remove part of the force to fight back.

At the moment, he still needs a subject for experimentation, and the other party rushed in directly and almost interrupted his epiphany, which made him vaguely dissatisfied in his heart.

"Where the hell is the good thing? Are you bastard hiding it, hurry up and take it out for me?" asked the long-scar disciple who committed the murder before with a fierce look at this moment.

He didn't feel any power in the other party's body, and mistakenly thought that the other party was also a mortal.

Chen Fan just stood there without saying a word, he looked at the scarred disciple with a calm gaze, his eyes were full of coercion.

"Sure enough, the friend of the waste is still the waste, what kind of fame can two mortals make!" He was about to laugh wildly, but when he saw the other man's eyes, it was as if something was stuck in his neck.

The disciple next to him felt quite weird, what the hell is this guy doing?

The disciple with the scar on his forehead was like a puppet at the moment, he covered his throat tightly with both hands, and his body fell to his knees because of excessive pain.

"You just did it, didn't you?"

Chen Fan's voice was quite soft when he said this, but anyone on the field heard his words.

The disciple's eyes were full of horror.

The strength shown by the other party exceeded his imagination, and a single look could make him worse than dead.

A sword flower slowly formed a rotating shape in mid-air, especially like a gossip map.

Seeing that the sword flower slowly floated next to the scar disciple, like a meat grinder, the sword flower spun wildly.

An extremely bloody scene has happened!

The disciple was slowly strangled, and the disciples next to him all showed angry looks.

Killing people directly in their sect is simply lawless!