Chen Shaofan's eyes erupted with terrifying murderous intent, staring at the white figure that appeared thousands of feet away. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Vertex Novel is the fastest update

This is a middle-aged man in white, who stopped, staring at the remnant sword in Chen Shaofan's hand with a pair of bronze bells in his big eyes full of shock.

This person was the white-clothed sage who followed Ji Wuhua's side, he clearly felt the dangerous aura emanating from the remnant sword, this person was also decisive, and as soon as he turned around, he flew back towards the original road.

"I want to go, dream!"

Chen Shaofan shouted, clenched the Dead Sword in his hand with both hands, and slashed towards the retreating white-clothed sage without hesitation.

The dead have come out, and they will drink blood!

"Buzz~~~"

A black light of a hundred zhang long, like lightning, galloped out from the remnant sword, unpretentious, but incredibly fast, with thunder and lightning is not enough to describe.

The white-clothed sage, who was rapidly retreating, suddenly felt a fear from the depths of his soul attacking him.

The body of the middle-aged white-clothed sage suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light, like a white scorching sun appearing in mid-air, splitting into two at an incredible speed, half of the white light cluster remained in place, and the other half of the white light cluster sped away towards the left.

"Boom"

An earth-shattering loud bang came, and the white light that remained in place was shattered by the pitch-black sword, turning into bits of brilliance and disappearing without a trace.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream rang out.

The milky white light that flew out of the thousands of feet showed a white figure, it was the white-clothed middle-aged soul saint, one of his arms had disappeared.

Just now, the white-clothed middle-aged soul saint used the stand-in treasure obtained at a great cost, and spent a part of his essence blood to stimulate the power of this treasure and die instead of himself.

Even so, at the moment when the middle-aged soul saint fled, he was still taken by the Burial Sword, and one arm was missing, turning into powder, and he was seriously injured.

The middle-aged soul saint's eyes were full of resentment and stared at the man in Tsing Yi who was holding the remnant sword thousands of feet away, he didn't know why the weapon in the hand of the man in Tsing Yi was so terrifying, and the power of that sword shadow was like an irresistible heavenly power.

He found that the aura on the man in Tsing Yi was very weak, more than ninety percent weaker than before he used his sword attack.

"Hmph, Ben Sheng doesn't know what a treasure the remnant sword in your hand is, and its power is against the sky. However, Ben Sheng could see that if you wanted to activate the power of the remnant sword in your hand, it would also cost a great price. You can't perform the second wave of attacks, you can die!" said the middle-aged soul saint through gritted teeth.

After speaking.

He rushed towards Chen Shaofan and the others again, and the incomparable coercion also wanted them to sweep away.

However, before the coercion reached the place where Chen Shaofan and the others were, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just now, Chen Shaofan unleashed a powerful blow from the funeral, which not only seriously injured the middle-aged white-clothed soul holy body, but also broke the mysterious confinement of the coercion, and the entrance to the chaotic infinite space was opened.

He took Zui Qinglou, Luo Yuxin and Qin Nishang and escaped into the Chaos Infinite Space.

Seeing that the four of them suddenly disappeared, the middle-aged soul saint showed a look of fury on his face, and said coldly: "Hmph, the small portable space can't save you, see how I can break it!"

After speaking.

With his remaining hand, he slammed towards the place where Chen Shaofan and the others were standing, and slammed them with a punch.

"Boom"

A giant fist of light and shadow that emitted a dazzling white light galloped out, bursting out where Chen Shaofan and the others were standing, forming a dazzling light cluster, bursts of energy storms scattered and flew out, and the falling snow within a radius of a hundred miles turned into water vapor, and the earth trembled violently.

After counting the interest time.

The power of the light and shadow of the middle-aged Soul Saint Giant Fist was exhausted, and the heavens and the earth returned to tranquility.

However, he did not force Chen Shaofan and others out, nor did he break the personal space.

"Huh?!"

The one-armed middle-aged soul saint stared at the empty space, and a pair of copper bell eyes flashed with incomparable anger and resentment.

His single hand formed a palm-shaped shape and swung it quickly, making mysterious white handprints, each one the size of a thousand feet.

After counting the breaths, nine hundred and eighty-one handprints condensed out, converging together to form a huge milky white light mask, enveloping a hundred miles of land inside.

"Since you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, this saint will fulfill you, see how long you can hide!" said the middle-aged soul saint through gritted teeth.

As a soul saint, not only could he not deal with a soul emperor, but he was also cut off by the soul emperor and wasted a stand-in treasure, how could he not be angry.

The middle-aged soul saint was not only angry, but also extremely aggrieved!

"Buzz"

The silver giant ship also reached the side of the middle-aged soul saint, and the handsome Ji Wuhua dressed in white jumped off the giant ship and came to the side of the middle-aged soul saint, frowning slightly: "Chen Shaofan escaped?"

"Young master, my subordinates are incompetent!Chen Shaofan has a very amazing weapon in his hand, which injured me and escaped to the strange personal space to hide!" the middle-aged soul saint sighed.

"Fei Wu!" Ji Wuhua frowned and snorted coldly.

Naturally, he also knew everything that had just happened.

When the white-clothed middle-aged soul saint heard this, he was naturally very angry in his heart, but he didn't contradict Ji Wuhua, and said aggrievedly: "The young master is angry, and he blames his subordinates for their incompetence!"

Ji Wuhua turned around and asked all the emperor-level black-armored troops on the silver giant ship to come down and besiege the land within a radius of a hundred miles: he wanted to make it difficult for Chen Shaofan to fly!

......

Within the infinite space of chaos.

It is like an emerald green ancient sacred mountain-like Naxuanyuan tree, eighteen times the time of the stone of the year.

"Brother Shaofan, this portable space of yours is so wonderful, it actually has such a strong mystical aura, and it is ...... I also felt a hint of vitality. The giant tree...... Could it be the legendary adult Naxuan Yuanshu?" Drunken Qinglou's eyes flashed with shock, and his tone stammered a little.

How difficult it is for a Naxuanyuan tree to become an adult, and to grow so huge, I don't know how many years it takes.

The beautiful Qin Nishang beside him, a pair of beautiful eyes also had an extremely shocking look flashing, looking at the surrounding scene, feeling the mysterious aura emanating from the Naxuan Yuan Tree, and couldn't help but stand there.

Chen Shaofan glanced at the husband and wife of Zuiqinglou, and said simply: "This is indeed the adult body Na Xuanyuan Tree......

He gave them a brief explanation and told them to keep it a secret for him.

"Brother Shaofan, what should we do now?" After understanding the situation, Zui Qinglou's tone was deeply worried.

Chen Shaofan's physical strength is now consumed a lot, and it is more difficult to urge the burial life for the second time and exert a powerful attack.

As Chen Shaofan's cultivation improved, the power of his body increased, and the more power and mystical power he absorbed, the more powerful the attacks he exerted.

Chen Shaofan knew that even if he used the second burial and launched a powerful attack, he might not be able to kill the white-clothed soul saint.

The other party's means are too much.

And after casting the second death attack, his physical power and mystical power will be exhausted, and if the entrance to the Chaos Infinite Space is locked, he will die and die, and all other humans in the Chaos Infinite Space will also die......

Even if they were able to kill the white-clothed Soul Saint, Chen Shaofan and the four of them would not be able to deal with the thousands of Soul Emperor army.

Chen Shaofan cast a shattering divine eye, knowing the situation of the outside world in his chest, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes......

(To be continued.) )