"Jian Wenxing, what's the matter with summoning me out!"

The gray skeleton stared at Jian Wenxing, the faint green flames kept flickering, and a trace of anger struck him head-on.

Hearing this, Jian Wenxing hurriedly said: "I'm bothered, there is a problem with the Bridge of Death, you should recall it quickly!"

Well?

The gray skeleton turned its head to look, just in time to see Su Fan holding the Bridge of Death swaying there.

Just one glance, the dark green flame in his eyes trembled violently.

This is his body, weighing 100,000 catties, and it is impossible for a monk to pick it up with his bare hands, why is it still regarded as a joke now?

This monk...... Physical Cultivation?!

The gray skeleton suddenly discovered Su Fan's situation, and the dark green flame shone brightly.

This body cultivation seems to have reached an extreme realm, and the weight of 100,000 catties is no longer fearful for him.

It's just that how could the Kenshin Sect provoke such an existence?

"Stop!"

The gray skeleton shouted angrily and rushed directly in front of Su Fan, looking down at Su Fan condescendingly.

Su Fan glanced at the gray skeleton and snorted coldly: "If you tell me to stop, I will stop? I have taken a fancy to this spiritual treasure, and it will be mine from now on!"

With that, he used the Bridge of Death as a weapon and slammed it into the gray skeleton.

The people of the Kenshin Sect on the bridge all had their faces fused, and they clutched the stone statues around them, for fear that they would fall.

A few who were unlucky were even thrown out and sucked away by the river of weak water.

Gray Skull: ???

Are you crazy?

The bridge passed through the gray skull's body and did no harm.

However, at this moment, Su Fan had already regarded the Bridge of the Past Life as his weapon, and began to wave it indiscriminately, and the monks above were even more miserable.

"Fall!"

The gray skeleton snorted coldly, and the gray aura pressed down the bridge of death.

"Boom-"

The bridge fell back to the sky, the huge impact kicked up a cloud of dust, and the edge of the cliff on the other side was full of cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Junior, don't force me to make a move!"

The gray skeleton threatened, hovering on the bridge of the dead, its dark green flame eyes staring at Su Fan.

"Threaten me?" Su Fan let go of the hand holding the Bridge of Death, and chuckled: "I hate being threatened the most, and I have to decide on this Bridge of Death today!"

With that, he stood beside the bridge and slowly raised his fists.

What is this for?

Bombarding the Sanpin Lingbao with bare hands?

The gray skeleton sneered: "A body cultivator who has not practiced at home also wants to fight against my body with his bare hands?"

"Bang!"

Su Fan ignored him, and directly smashed down with a punch, and the entire bridge of the dead suddenly trembled.

And the gray skeleton also shivered violently, and in the dark green eyes, the flames suddenly became much smaller.

In front of the Bridge of Death, Su Fan had smashed a fist mark at this moment, and there were dense cracks around it, as if it had been bombarded by a heavy hammer.

At this moment, the gray skeleton was a little panicked.

If you can't do a good job of this body cultivation in front of you, you can really fight against Lingbao with your bare hands!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three punches fell in a row, and this side of the bridge was already full of cracks, and even your stone statues on both sides were implicated.

The gray skeletal figure shook suddenly, becoming dim.

"Junior, stop!" the gray skeleton roared.

But all that greeted him was Su Fan's fist.

"Bang!"

This punch completely injured the foundation of the Afterlife Bridge, and a three-foot-long crack appeared on the entire Afterlife Bridge, and the bridgehead became even more disintegrated.

Su Fan shook his fist and chuckled, "Say, is the Bridge of Death mine?"

The gray skeleton didn't dare to continue to provoke now, if Su Fan continued to fight, then he, the machine spirit, would definitely be killed as soon as possible.

has been cultivating for thousands of years, and no one has ever threatened him like this, but he didn't expect that he would be beaten and bow his head today.

"Yes, the Bridge of Death will be yours from now on, stop it!" said the gray skeleton busily.

Su Fan nodded and smiled: "Just say no." ”

After that, he picked up the Xiangsheng Bridge again, dragged it directly to their side, and left it aside.

This three-grade spiritual treasure will be his in the future.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wenxing almost vomited blood.

They came to save people on purpose, but they didn't save them, but instead put in a three-grade spirit treasure, which was the last hole card of their Sword Heart Sect.

He has not been qualified to be recognized for so many years, but he didn't expect to be beaten up and coaxed now?

I knew it was so easy, what kind of effort did he waste in the past thousand years?

"You...... How dare you!"

Jian Wenxing said angrily: "The Bridge of Death is the treasure of my Sword Heart Sect, if you dare to take it away, my Sword Heart Sect will never die with you." ”

"Now it's endless, you don't have the sincerity to exchange it at first glance, why should I listen to you?" Su Fan looked at him with an innocent expression.

Good things don't stop, and you have to wait until you make a big deal to regret it.

Sorry, late!

The gray skeleton returns to the Bridge of the Dead, and the Bridge begins to change, eventually turning into a palm-sized one.

Su Fan took it in his hand and looked at it, and threw the bridge into his Qiankun ring with a smile on his face.

This thing is still very comfortable to use to smash people in the future.

"Let's exchange, hand over the Bridge to Death, and we'll return the materials you want in even numbers!" Jian Wenxing said with a blue face.

Now it can be said that they have broken their backs on their wives, and their Sword Heart Sect is afraid that it will become a joke of other sects in the future.

Su Fan shook his head and said, "The materials are used to exchange people, and the Bridge of Death is my trophy, and you are only qualified to exchange people in the sect!"

Just kidding, he took a lot of effort to get the Bridge of Death, how could he give it to them?

Now he doesn't have a spiritual treasure on his body, and he can use this bridge of death easily, and it can still be used as a weapon.

"Fellow Daoist!"

Jian Wenxing gritted his teeth and said, "You really don't plan to hand it back?"

"The materials are replaced, there is no way to pass to the bridge!" Su Fan said with a smile.

Seeing this, Jian Wenxing suddenly turned around and knelt down abruptly at Yun Fan behind him, slamming his forehead on the ground.

"Junior, Jian Wenxing, I implore the elders on the stage to take action, kill this bureaucracy, and take back the Bridge of Death!"

"I beg Elder Taishang to make a move!"

The surrounding elders and disciples also knelt down one after another.

When Su Fan saw this scene, he was also curious, is this the small one who came to the old one?

At this time, the entire sky above the first line of sky, the wind and clouds suddenly rose, and there was a lot of murderous aura swept around, and dark clouds came in the blink of an eye, covering the sky and the sun!

A terrifying coercion swept out, and the monks on both sides of the sky felt their bodies sinking, and they subconsciously knelt down.

Some of the strong ones are even more struggling, even if their legs tremble, they have to grit their teeth and insist on not kneeling.

Everyone looked east, and the gale gathered into a deep hollow, and the aura turned into a wind blade at this moment, sweeping around.

The next moment, a white-haired old man dressed in sackcloth slowly walked out of the hollow, with a hideous wound on his face, and a trace of essence flashed in his cloudy one-eye, staring at Su Fan on the other side.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every time you take a step, you will hear footsteps in the sky, like an immortal step.

Seeing this old man in sackcloth appear, the disciples of the Sword Heart Sect were all excited, and Jian Wenxing was even more full of joy.

This is the biggest hole card of their Sword Heart Sect, the Supreme Elder Yuan Wangye, the supreme power of the Cave Void Realm!

"Please ask Elder Taishang to take action and kill this person!"

Jian Wenxing hurriedly stood up and pointed to Su Fan opposite.

Yuan Wangye was silent, and the wind around him was lingering, and there were countless fierce sword qi flying among them.

This special effect, at first glance, is the appearance of the big guy.

Su Fan looked envious, thinking that when he appeared in the future, should he also make such a big move?

Forget it, if you are recognized by an acquaintance, there will be constant trouble.

Ku Jue stood behind Su Fan and said in a low voice: "Senior, this is Yuan Wangye, the elder of the Sword Heart Sect, who guarded the Demon God Tomb two thousand years ago, and I hope that my predecessors can show mercy." ”

Obviously, in his eyes, Su Fan is stronger than Yuan Wangye, at least he knows Su Fan's strength.

Guarded the Demon God Tomb?

Su Fan also hesitated, if this is the case, then he can't be seriously injured.

He stared at Yuan Wangye, who was releasing a terrifying aura in mid-air, and thought in his heart how much strength he had to use to avoid seriously injuring him.

Jian Wenxing looked at his own Supreme Elder, and he was also full of confidence, and said, "Demon, when you see my Supreme Elder of the Sword Heart Sect, don't you quickly kneel down and beg for mercy!"

He may not be able to do anything with Su Fan, but his own Supreme Elder is definitely fine.

With him there, let alone saving people and regaining the spirit treasure, even if he pushes Su Fan's sect, it is no problem.

"Today, the Supreme Elder of my sect will personally take action, and you demon must be ambushed!"

As soon as Jian Wenxing finished speaking, Yuan Wangye interrupted him in a cold voice.

"Shut up!"

Although Yuan Wangye can only look at people with one eye, his strength should not be underestimated, and the Cave Void Realm is enough to make everyone present bow their heads in unison.

"Don't blame the elders, the juniors are also in a hurry, this demon has captured many disciples of my sect, and has also made a conspiracy to take away my sect's three-grade spirit treasure to the Bridge of Rebirth!" Jian Wenxing thought that he had said too much, and even explained.

But Yuan Wangye fell with a palm anyway, suppressing Jian Wenxing to the ground, and the elders and disciples around him were all surprised.

The people from the other sects around them also didn't understand, and stared at Yuan Wangye in mid-air suspiciously.

"What does Elder Taishang mean by this, even if the sect master is wrong, he shouldn't have made a move at this time. One of the elders asked, confused.

Yuan Wangye snorted coldly, then floated down, and said angrily: "I'm here to let him have a longer memory, so as not to cause trouble for our Sword Heart Sect in the future!"

Can't afford trouble?

Could it be that the monk on the other side was even afraid of Yuan Wangye in the Cave Void Realm?

"Yuan Wangye, a junior of the Sword Heart Sect, has seen Lord Qixian!"

Suddenly, Yuan Wangye bowed respectfully to Su Fan, although he did not kneel on the ground to salute, but his gesture of bowing his hands already explained everything.

All:!!!

Immortals?!

What is this called?

Is there anyone else in the cultivation world today who is worthy of the title of Immortal?

Su Fan glanced at Yuan Wangye, frowned and asked, "Do you know me?"

Not everyone knows the title of Immortal, at least in today's cultivation world, there are very few people who know it.