Chapter 279: Dominating the North Ice

Chu Fan stood still, proud of the crowd, and everything around him became a foil, as if he was the sun and moon in the sky, full of brilliance.

Even Luo Tai, the third elder of the Martial Sect, was defeated, so that the cultivators had to admit that the man standing above the martial arts arena was really strong.

"If you want to be in the palace, the Heavenly Dao Sect, Van Gogh, the Ice God Temple and the Daoists of the Northern Ice Sect, if you want to make a move, come together, Chu will take it all." Chu Fan's voice was not in a hurry, his eyes were like a bright moon, and he was full of light.

The words can be described as very arrogant, but everyone knows in their hearts that Chu Fan has the qualifications to be arrogant, and the momentum on his body is extremely domineering, like a king in the world, and he has a domineering aura that makes the world worship.

"Arrogance!" Ling Moyu snorted coldly, stepped out of the high platform, the power of cultivation in the late stage of the realm creation spread, and powerful Dao marks surrounded him, and the light of his eyes turned into two beams of light, shooting towards Chu Fan like a divine arrow.

"Zhao Xuan, a disciple of Van Gogh, specially asks Taoist friends for advice."

"Ice Temple Qiu Jing, ask Xiaoyou for advice."

At the same time, Zhao Xuan, the great disciple of Van Gogh, rushed out from the high platform like a fierce sword, his eyebrows were like sword blades, and the sword intent was Lingran, and Qiu Jing of the Ice Temple was rolling with monstrous might, like cold water pouring out of the sky, and even the space was freezing everywhere he passed.

With a finger swipe, the killing was shocking, Chu Fan greeted Ling Mo Yu with a killing finger, and the soul-destroying fire spread out from his body, turning into a fire dragon, the dragon roared and shook the sky, and rushed towards Qiu Jing of the Ice Temple in anger.

The Death Spear appeared in his hand, and he himself stepped out, bursting out with a little cold light, to subvert the heavens and the earth Ying Zhaoxuan.

The slaughter is earth-shattering, the black glow is as gloomy as the darkness of hell, the powerful breath shatters everything, the soul-destroying fire can slaughter the way, can destroy the soul, and the fire dragon hovers, breaking through all obstacles.

Qiu Jing pinched the trick with both hands, and showed off her cultivation to the fullest, turning the aura around her into sharp and cold ice, with a shimmering edge, she was very powerful, stepping on the void, and her eyes seemed to be dormant with a real dragon, driving hundreds of cold ice to attack Chu Fan.

The cold ice, harder than steel, sharper than the tip of a knife, emitted a cold light that shrouded the entire martial arts arena.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The soul-destroying fire struck, the fire dragon roared, and immediately turned this place into a sea of fire, the cold ice seemed to be unable to withstand the power of the fire dragon, and burst open, Qiu Jing's face sank, she didn't expect that this fire dragon was so strong.

It was even more impossible for her to think that this fire was not an ordinary fire, but a fusion of the Dao Extinguishing Fire and Chu Fan's own soul fire, any of which deserved to be the king of heaven and earth fire.

Suddenly, Qiu Jing's face changed suddenly, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she exclaimed, "Invisible fire?!" ”

Ahead, the fire dragon rushed angrily, but she felt as if there was a fire dragon raging in her body, and even her soul seemed to be ignited.

Soul extinguishing fire, visible and invisible, where there is a soul, it can be extinguished, and where there is a body, there is fire.

The fire dragon had already arrived, and before she had time to think about it, the power of cultivation poured out, Qiu Jing put her palms together, and a layer of cold ice immediately covered her body, as crystal clear as an ice sculpture.

Snort!

The fire dragon collided with the cold ice, the mist was thick, the fire dragon disappeared, and the cold ice around Qiu Jing's body was gone, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, her expression was very solemn, and she sat cross-legged in the air directly, running and cultivating to dissolve the strange flames in her body.

This scene shocked countless monks who watched, Qiu Jing was defeated so quickly, and he was defeated on top of a fire dragon, which made people puzzled.

And where Ling Moyu was, his heart was also terrified, the two beams of light he shot out were so powerful that even if the Three Void Cultivators touched them, they would die, but even so, those two beams were also extinguished by the rushing ghostly light.

The fluctuations emitted by the ghostly light seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, Ling Moyu seemed to have seen the heaven and earth after the destruction, the sun and the moon were lightless, the earth cracked, and the sky collapsed.

Just a magical power, a ghostly glow, made him feel this way, and suddenly, he really woke up that Chu Fan was no longer the weak boy who was struggling underground back then.

The bone disc appeared in his hand, blocking it in front of him, and Ling Moyu pinched it with his other hand, and saw a white glow erupt from the bone disk, blocking the ghostly light drawn by the killing finger.

But even with the bone disc, Ling Moyu was bounced away by the force of this backshock, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his arms trembled involuntarily, he understood that he was defeated.

It was so laborious to take over Chu Fan's magical powers, and he Ling Moyu still talked about the first battle, and he was completely defeated, very crisp, and very direct.

Let's talk about Chu Fan, he held a life-stepping gun to face Zhao Xuan, fierce and domineering, subverting the heaven and the earth and exerting it, the cold light burst out, and a little black light on the tip of the gun spread, covering the surroundings in an instant, as if the sky and the earth were subverted, the sky was no longer the sky, and the earth was no longer the earth.

Chu Fan is the master of all this!

Zhao Xuan's face was solemn, there was a sword shadow in his pupils undulating, his long hair was curled upside down, his heroic spirit was compelling, his hands were like two divine swords, stabbing towards Chu Fan, and his whole person turned into a shocking sword, and his whole body was emitting a cold cold light, shining on the sky.

There was a loud boom, the subversion of the heavens and the earth was broken, the sword intent swept the entire sky, Chu Fan's eyes were bright, he raised his head and laughed wildly, waved his life gun, his body was like a dragon, his shadow was like a storm, and he fought with Zhaoxuan.

"Click"

The cultivators could barely see the figures of the two of them, but suddenly there were a few crisp sounds, and they saw Zhao Xuan roll out upside down and smash on the high platform of the cliff, coughing up blood in his mouth, the clothes on his body were broken, and his arms were directly deformed, which was extremely terrifying.

However, Chu Fan stood in the air, his eyes were bright, his blood was vigorous, his black hair was curled, and the life spear in his hand bloomed with brilliant purple light, sweeping the entire Van Gogh.

Seeing this, the cultivators already understood in their hearts that Chu Fan had won this battle, and he was neat, Qiu Jing and Ling Moyu were completely defeated, and only Zhao Xuan could still deal with them for a while.

"Haha, okay, if it's really a hero, the old man Tiandao Sect Tiansangzi, ask Xiaoyou for a trick." The laughter echoed, as terrifying as a lion's roar, full of energy, and between the echoes of the words, there was a faint rhyme, ripples, and the whole space resonated.

Before the words disappeared, he saw a teacup shoot out from the place of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and there was half a cup of tea in it, but it never dripped down.

Boom!

Chu Fan's eyes were sharp and imposing, he raised his hand to catch the teacup, the sound made by the collision was like a sword groan, like a knife roar, he actually took three steps back, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, but his expression was still flat, and the momentum he exuded was domineering and arrogant.

The tea rushed out of the cup, pouring out like a heavenly river, wanting to enter Chu Fan's mouth, this water exudes a fragrance, which is heart-warming and spleen-breathing, but it contains the traces of the Great Dao, the power of rules, if you drink it in your mouth, even Chu Fan will be seriously injured.

If it weren't for the fact that the Dao body was small, I am afraid that it would be difficult to connect the teacup, so it can be seen that the mulberry must have been transformed into a realm cultivation that day.

"The seniors have tormented the younger generations, and this tea is better for the younger generations to dedicate to the seniors." While speaking, Chu Fan performed the technique of flowing dreams, but when he saw the tea that was rushed out back into the cup, he ran his cultivation, sealed the teacup, and pushed forward violently, "Come and don't be rude, seniors use it slowly." ”

The teacup was like a flying arrow, turning into a ray of light, rushing into the Heavenly Dao Sect, an old man was sitting, with a smile on his face, the corners of his mouth outlined a curvature, he raised his hand to catch the teacup, but the chair under him slammed into powder.

As soon as he caught the teacup, before Tiansang Zi could speak, his eyes flashed, the teacup clicked and shattered, and the tea in it rushed out, as sharp as a sword.

"Good boy!" With a smile and admiration, Tiansangzi waved his sleeves, and saw the tea flying out turn into mist, "Heroes are young boys, you should be the first." ”

No one noticed that the fingers of Tiansangzi's right hand were trembling, and a slight wound was dripping blood, but before it could flow, it was dissolved by him as a cultivator.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone could see that although Tiansangzi did not go all out, Chu Fan's strength shocked the cultivators, you must know that Tiansangzi can transform into a realm of cultivation, and Chu Fan can be able to draw with the battle in this situation, which is really incredible.

If the cultivators could see the scars on Tiansangzi's fingers, they would definitely be even more surprised, and in the seemingly calm confrontation, Chu Fan had the upper hand.

"Do you want to fight?" Chu Fan held a life-stepping gun, glanced at the heroes, his momentum was like a rainbow, his eyes were domineering and fierce, and his domineering spirit swept all directions, as if heaven and earth were worshipping at his feet.

The life spear was glowing, exuding a noble aura, shrouding Chu Fan's body, like a tyrannical god, his blood and blood were full of the sun and the moon, and his black hair was like a waterfall.

"What Chu Tiankuo didn't do back then, I didn't expect his son to do it." Looking at Chu Fan's thin figure, the old man of Van Gogh muttered in a low voice, and a smile appeared on his face that had not changed for eternity, "This son should be ...... Dominating the Arctic ......"

Old man Van Gogh will not make a move, because with his cultivation, all fame and fortune are no longer important, and he has passed the age of valuing fame and fortune.

Chu Fan's words echoed in the air, sonorous and powerful, like a collision of various weapons, about to cut off people's ear bones, and like Huang Zhong Da Lu, ring through the sky.

The heroes were silent, no one answered, they looked at the figure in the air, and their hearts were heavy, even after thousands of years, they would not be able to reach this height.

Domination of the Arctic ......