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Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Finger of Killing

The two fought against each other, like a flood against each other, and the breath swept in all directions, making many people tremble.

Pan Shangwu was forced to take a step back, stood with his fists closed, staring ahead with burning eyes, while Chu Fan took more than ten steps back to stabilize his figure.

Seeing this, Pan Yinke's brows were deeply locked, his eyes gradually narrowed, and a thick unwillingness surged into his heart, if he was against Chu Yun, he would lose more and win less, and at this moment, seeing Chu Fan's combat power with his own eyes, he could be said to be invincible, but defeated.

To think about it, Pan Yinke is already a late Jindan cultivator, not to mention the first in the Pan family, ranking in the top three is more than enough, but in just three months, the ants that used to be in his eyes have surpassed him and left him behind, how can such a visual impact make him willing.

"The previous big man was just a puppet." Ao Xuan got up, walked to Chu Fan's side, frowned lightly, and said loudly.

"Puppet?" His gaze was slightly condensed, looking towards the blood mist that was gradually dissipating, Chu Fan's heart was suddenly shocked, because he found that in that blood mist, there was still a faint power of divine consciousness.

At this moment, Chu Fan already knew the strangeness of the Han before, and it was precisely because he was a puppet that the Han was not afraid of life and death, and dealt with it indifferently.

"The puppet is so strong, how much will the real body be!" Chu Yun also heard Ao Xuan's words, and couldn't help but gasp.

Although he was slightly shocked in his heart, Chu Yun didn't care too much, he could be said to be very happy, very happy, very excited, very excited at the moment.

Because, when Pan Shangwu made a move, Xu Xin took a step without hesitation, blocking in front of him, and his simple actions made him understand the heart of the girl in front of him, and he understood...... The effort is not without reward.

Two months of dedication, because of today's things and reciprocated, the girl's heart, because of today's things and throbbing, perhaps, she has fallen in love, willing to kill for her this young man.

"Chu Fan, if it's really as rumored, if you cultivate in the late stage of breaking the qi, you can fight the Yuanying Cultivator."

"His cultivation is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface."

"Hehe, I don't know who will be better than him and Pan Shangwu."

"It's very suspenseful, Pan Shangwu is a strong man who has stepped into the three voids with one foot, and Chu Fan was able to fight Yuanying three months ago, and now I don't know how strong his combat power is, and if the two tigers fight, they will definitely lose both."

The discussion sounded, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but shoot to Chu Fan, this seemingly thin young man can always give people miracles, as if in the world, there is nothing he can't do.

Just like three months ago, the gun in hand, daring to ask the world who is the hero's will, let many people admire, and the arrogant and domineering shot, even in the face of the invincible strong, he also resolutely shot, such courage, not everyone exists.

"You're strong!" Looking at Chu Fan, Pan Shangwu opened his mouth coldly, his dark eyes surged with battle intent, and his black robe fluttered, just like the battle blood in his body, and began to boil.

"Fight!" Without any extra words, Chu Fan shouted violently, and his body rushed forward again, he really wanted to try if he could fight with Yuan Ying in the late stage now.

Pan Shangwu laughed, greeted Chu Fan, changed his previous cold style, and completely showed his strength, like a sleeping lion, slowly awakening.

Boom, bang!

The two fought against each other, without using any cultivation power, just their fists, feet, and even every part of their body were their offensive weapons.

"Haha, cool!" Raising his head and laughing, Pan Shangwu's fist was like a lion's claw, hitting Chu Fan in the chest hard.

"You're strong too!" Responding loudly, Chu Fan's fist was domineering and fierce, and at the same time as being hit in the chest, it was also a punch, and the strong wind was howling, fierce as a tiger, and it hit Pan Shangwu's face hard.

The two of them each took a few steps back, staring at each other, their momentum was climbing wildly, Chu Fan was domineering and furious, and Pan Shangwu was fierce and crazy.

It seems that Pan Shangwu's previous coldness was all pretended, and he forcibly pretended to cater to the Pan family and integrate into the Pan family, and now the ferocity and madness are his true nature.

The clothes on the two of them were broken in many places, there were bruises and blood stains flashing, Chu Fan's originally pale face looked even paler at the moment, and with the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, it seemed as if he was going to fall, but Pan Shangwu's face was ruddy, and although blood flowed from his mouth, the battle intent rising in his eyes was burning like a flame.

"Your physical body is very strong, I am not as good." Pan Shangwu said lightly, without concealment, and directly said that he was not as good as Chu Fan.

"You're not bad, I can't beat you with the strength of my flesh alone." A spear appeared in Chu Fan's hand out of thin air, and the body of the spear was pitch-black, blooming with a ghostly light in the sun.

In the previous competition, neither of them used any cultivation, but only fought against each other physically, and they defended hard.

"You're no match for me." The powerful cultivation fluctuations dispersed, and Pan Shangwu raised his hand with a wave, and the entire space was trembling.

"This is, spatial perception!" The willow ghost looked slightly startled and spoke.

Hearing this, Chu Fan's expression showed a rare solemnity, and his hand holding the gun tightened slightly, even though he was very confident, he was not arrogant, and in the face of a strong man like Pan Shangwu, he did not dare to be arrogant to victory.

"In the Three Void Realms, most of the supernatural powers have lost their effect, relying on the Void Perception, and the Divine Powers evolved from the Void Perception are the foundation of the battle." The willow ghost said softly on the side, obviously explaining to Chu Fan.

"Heh, even if you have a spatial perception, it's not a real three virtual realm, and there are flaws after all." Although his face was pale, Chu Fan was still as domineering as ever, without fear, the aura of the tyrant covered his body, and the power of qi and blood surged.

"Although there are flaws, it is enough to defeat you," said coldly, Pan Shangwu's eyes lit up, and he pointed forward, "Space, condensation!" ”

As soon as the condensation word came out, Chu Fan only felt that the space around him seemed to be condensed, which made his body unable to move.

"Space, shrink!" While whispering, I saw that the space was distorted, and Pan Shangwu suddenly appeared in front of Chu Fan, the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, his fist was as fierce as a lion, and his hard and powerful fist hit Chu Fan hard.

Bang~!

Chu Fan wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't move his body, so he could only let Pan Shangwu's fist hit his body, his chest was stuffy for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, while his body rolled out backwards and fell to the ground.

This punch is not the same as before, just the strength of the body, but with the addition of Pan Shangwu's strong cultivation fluctuations, powerful and ferocious.

"You, not my opponent, will not show mercy this time." Speaking coldly, Pan Shangwu's right foot was raised, and when he fell, he had already appeared beside Chu Fan, he already held a long sword in his hand, exuding a cold and cold glow, and the sword slashed down, straight to Chu Fan's throat.

Seeing the long sword split, Chu Fan's pupils shrank sharply, his dark eyes suddenly brightened, and the immortal soul was resolute, hooking the surging spiritual power in his body to rush towards his left arm, and his qi and blood were rushing endlessly at this moment, like an angry dragon.

The Immortal Soul Decision, mysterious and weird, even Chu Fan didn't know its true secret, at this moment, because of the Immortal Soul Decision, his left arm suddenly emitted a brilliant purple light, just like a fairy glow.

The blockade of his left arm was broken, Chu Fan's eyes were cold, he raised his hand and swiped a finger, everything changed color, and everyone felt a breath slowly diffuse out, making their souls seem to tremble.

Chu Fan's left arm moved lightly, and with one finger, the surroundings fell into a terrifying scene, as if in reincarnation, everything changed color, the wind and clouds were raging, the wind was howling, and the floating spiritual energy in the space collapsed, and even the sealed space seemed to be unable to resist this power, making a sneering sound.

Pan Shangwu's face changed greatly, and the sword was quickly chopped, fast and sharp, he quietly felt the danger, and did not dare to hesitate, since the sword had been chopped, then he would not withdraw it.

"Kill!"

Breaking free from the seal of the power of space, Chu Fan lay flat on the ground like that, with the index finger of his left arm swiped, and whispered two words in his mouth, which was the magic power left by his father - killing.

The voice is as cold as frost, if it comes from above the nine heavens, it shakes people's hearts and takes people's souls, and it is like the cold sound at the bottom of the nine shadows, which makes people feel cold, piercing through the skin and flesh, and spreading to the heart, the heart trembles for it, and the body trembles.

The long sword that came quickly was annihilated by the wind under this finger, and it turned into a piece of cut, and with a few clicks, the long sword had already broken and could not get close to Chu Fan.

Extinguishing the long sword with one finger, Pan Shangwu's face was shocked, and he quickly rolled out, his pupils shrank greatly, and he looked at Chu Fan with a face full of disbelief.

I saw Chu Fan's body floating up, standing on the ground, his long hair scattered and flew around, his expression was full of indifference, his eyes stared at the front domineeringly, and his demonic eyes shot two domineering gazes, as if he could see through the hearts of the world, everything was drunk, and he was the only one who woke up.

"This is what my father said, the power of self-protection under the three voids!" He was quite surprised in his heart, this was the first time Chu Fan had used to kill, and even he didn't expect that he would have such power.

A finger kills as if time stopped at this moment, the heavens and the earth change color at this moment, the wind howls at this moment, the trees break at this moment, and everything trembles at this moment.

Holding the Holy Spear of Stepping on Life in his right hand, and slashing across the killing with his left hand, Chu Fan stepped forward, still maintaining the movement of one finger swiping, the speed was as fast as lightning, and he caught up with Pan Shangwu who flew upside down in the blink of an eye.

Killing crosses, the heavens and the earth change color, the hearts of the people collapse, the lords worship, if the heavens stand in the way, they will kill the heavens, and if the gods do not obey, they will kill the gods.

Seeing this, Ao Xuan's eyes widened, his expression was full of shock, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, he finally realized that Chu Fan's strength could not be reasoned with normal.

"Ahh Pan Shangwu raised his head and roared, he found that he couldn't dodge the finger that came at him, his heart was full of unwillingness, the original advantage was gone at this moment, and the winning situation changed in an instant.

Since he couldn't dodge, then he fought, Pan Shangwu's body was surging with qi and blood, and the power of cultivation outside his body was surging, and he shouted in his mouth: "The heart is the sword, the body is the sword, and the space is the sword!" ”

Pan Shangwu waved his arms, and saw that the cultivation power outside his body suddenly condensed, turning into a long sword, between illusion and substance.

"The attainment of the sword, turning qi into form!" As a strong man, Liu Ghost has seen more than many people present, and immediately said the name of Pan Shangwu's supernatural powers.

Those who cultivate swords also have a hierarchy, and turning qi into form is the preliminary stage of sword cultivation, and only when they enter this step can they be called sword cultivation.