"Stop, Qiuyue Mountain forbids the other two vein disciples to fly, stop immediately, and walk on foot!"

When Chen Fan heard this, he saw someone flying towards him with an imperial sword, so he stopped and put away the demon sword.

Yao Fang shouted and approached Chen Fan with two disciples of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, his eyes a little contemptuous.

"Can't fly with a sword?" Chen Fan was slightly stunned, he had never heard anyone say anything about it, how could he know.

But when I turned my head and thought about it, I felt that something was not right, this behavior was obviously to show that I was superior, so blatantly with some discriminatory rules, it was impossible to be listed in the door rules, it seemed that in front of me, the three of them deliberately came to find fault.

Chen Fan's face, which was originally a little apologetic, sank in an instant, and he squinted at the three of them.

"Can you say this rule?" Chen Fan said in a cold voice.

"This kid is a stunned young man!"

Yao Fang pointed at Chen Fan and opened his mouth contemptuously, and then the three of them burst into laughter.

"Boy, don't you know that our spiritual cultivation is the true Qiumeng? We in Qiuyue Mountain don't allow the Demon and Demon Cultivators to fly, so we don't allow the Sword to fly!" a feminine man sneered and spoke, his mouth full of contempt, walked up to Chen Fan, and patted Chen Fan's face with his hand.

Chen Fan was enraged by him, and in an instant, the blood demon trick was unleashed, and then a punch was punched in the man's chest. The man spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The other two reacted at this time, and with an angry face, they took over the feminine man who was beaten away, and immediately rushed towards Chen Fan, and the spirit trick and magic weapon appeared.

Chen Fan was slightly happy, it seemed that his strength had indeed improved greatly, and the monks of the same level would not have the strength to fight again after punching down.

With a body as strong as a demon beast, and with the power of the Blood Demon Technique, I am afraid that no one of the monks of the same level can withstand it.

"The kid is looking for death!" Yao Fang roared angrily, and several spiritual qi turned into a flying knife, whistling towards Chen Fan.

Afterwards, he rushed with another monk who practiced the eighth layer of qi with a sword in his hand.

"Come!"

Chen Fan was not afraid of the fierce attack of Yao Fang and the others, but he was a little happy, someone came over to fight with him so soon, and hone his newly learned spells and magic tricks.

With a slap of the storage bag, the Demon Transformation Sword floated out and stood a distance of one zhang in front of Chen Fan.

Then Chen Fan pinched it, and suddenly bursts of rich demonic qi emanated from all over his body, surging towards the demonic sword, forming a blood-red demonic qi shield.

"Dingding......

There were constantly flying knives hitting this shield, and although they were all stopped, this demonic qi shield was also full of cracks, and it seemed that it was almost unable to withstand the fierce attack of Yao Fang, a ninth-level Qi cultivator.

"Blood Demon Technique!"

Chen Fan withdrew this demonic qi shield, his body instantly turned blood-red, and a faint blurred figure appeared behind him.

The figure had two dragon-like horns on its head, and its mouth and eyes were extremely large, and its appearance was penetrating.

"Spirit Sword Technique, Open Mountain!" Yao Fang shouted, waved the spirit sword in his hand, and a stream of heaven and earth aura was driven by him, and then these aura turned into a fierce sword qi of about three zhang, heading towards Chen Fan.

"The technique used by the ninth layer of Qi cultivation is really extraordinary! If it was before, I might have died, but now...... What can you do with me?"

Chen Fan laughed at the fierce sword qi that flew at the extreme speed, which made Yao Fang and the others puzzled at the same time, and secretly frightened.

"Senior brother, isn't this person ......"

"He's just a demon cultivator who cultivates the eighth layer of qi, he can't resist my full blow, and he will either die or be crippled!" Yao Fang opened his mouth with great confidence, as if he had seen Chen Fan's end.

"That's right. The other monk nodded, feeling that what Yao Fang had said made perfect sense.

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile, and he waved the magic sword in his right hand.

"The first sword of the Nine Swords of Demon Seeking, the Soul Slashing Sword!"

Chen Fan silently recited a sentence, and suddenly the demonic qi on the demonic sword surged, turning into a circle of demonic qi to form a demonic sword of about three feet, heading towards Yao Fang out of thin air.

With a click, the demonic sword composed of demonic qi directly collided with Kaishan's sword, and suddenly dazzling white light and red light shot out in all directions, causing several people present to turn their heads one after another.

The light produced by this collision even shot directly into the sky for about thirty zhang, causing many disciples of Qiuyue Mountain to look sideways, and some disciples came towards this light curiously.

This movement naturally attracted more than 20 elders from the spiritual lineage.

Even the three major pavilion masters appeared in the void, and the Qiu Mengzong was strict with the disciples fighting, so this battle really made them curious. However, the three pavilion masters hid in the white clouds together and watched quietly, and did not show up.

In the Spirit Pavilion on the top of Qiuyue Mountain, a mature and elegant beautiful woman was talking and laughing with Li Yuqing, and suddenly her face changed, and she pulled Li Yuqing out of the Spirit Pavilion and headed towards the mountainside where Chen Fan was.

"Senior sister, what's going on?"

This beautiful woman is Li Yuqing's senior sister, Han Feng's eldest disciple, Song Jia!

Song Jiamei's eyes flickered a few times, and then she smiled and quipped, "Your little lover is back, and it seems that he still has a dispute with someone." ”

When Li Yuqing heard this, his snow-white face was a little shy, and he said busily: "I don't have a little lover, senior sister, you are talking nonsense!"

Although the two were fighting, the speed was not slow, but in a blink of an eye, they came not far from Chen Fan.

"What a bold man, dare to fight privately in the sect!"

Song Jia saw that the other twenty-three spiritual elders were coming, and there were even hundreds of disciples who came from all over to watch, so his face sank and he flew between Chen Fan and Yao Fang.

Li Yuqing hid aside, looking at this scene with a smile, this was what she begged Song Jia to tease Chen Fan, so naturally she would not let go of such a scene.

"Great Elder, the disciple is Yao Fang, a disciple patrolling the mountain, when he and the two junior disciples were patrolling the mountain, they found that this person was sneaky, and even more carelessly, after sneering at the three of us, he shot and injured one of the junior disciples!" Yao Fang replied to Song Jia respectfully, with some grievances on his face.

Chen Fan snorted coldly, "What a vicious dog sues first!"

"You, Great Elder, look, he's scolding again!" Yao Fang pointed at Chen Fan angrily.

As soon as Song Jia opened her mouth, she was stunned for a while.

"Yao Fang is lying!" Han Feng transmitted to Song Jia in the clouds.

Then Song Jia looked at Yao Fang coldly and opened his mouth menacingly.

"You're lying, do you remember the door rule 319?" Song Jia said coldly.

"Ah, disciples must not slander others, they must not lie, and those who violate them will be abolished from their cultivation......" Yao Fang had already understood that he could not escape, so he instantly froze and spoke weakly.

"It's good that you understand!" Song Jia spoke majestically, and then pointed at Yao Fang with his slender jade hand, and a stream of white spiritual power rushed into Yao Fang's body, destroying his meridians at the same time, and shattering the spiritual sea of his dantian, making it impossible for him to cultivate anymore!

Yao Fang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and after his cultivation was exhausted, his face turned pale, and he almost fell into a coma, and was helped up by a law enforcement disciple.

"Today, you can see Yao Fang's lesson clearly, if anyone dares to violate the door rules, he will be your fate!" Song Jia Leng Yan said, looking at Chen Fan with interest.

"Let's all disperse!" some other spiritual elders spoke majestically, allowing the gathered disciples to disperse, but this matter was still passed on by many disciples, making it known to everyone in Qiuyue Mountain, and even the other two veins had heard of it.

After the many disciples dispersed, Li Yuqing walked out of the shadows and headed towards Chen Fan.

"Chen Fan, the eighth layer of Qi cultivation can leapfrog the ninth layer of Qi training, and he is worthy of being a demon!" Song Jia looked at Chen Fan with a smile.

"Xiao Fanzi, you are so capable, you dare to run away by yourself, and the old lady will go to Yunmeng Daze to find you seven or eight times!" Li Yuqing rushed towards Chen Fan at great speed, and flew up with a familiar kick and kicked Chen Fan away!

With this sudden kick, Chen Fan, who was kicked, slammed into the trunk of the big tree on the side, leaving a mark seven or eight inches deep!

"Senior sister, if you kick it again, I'll be gone......" Chen Fan fell to the ground, holding the back of the kicked, moaning weakly.

"This is a lesson for you!" Li Yuqing touched his chin with a smile and said proudly.

The many spiritual elders and Song Jia on the side were all laughing and laughing, looking at the sky as if asking for help, they all understood that the three major pavilion masters must be watching above, but they just didn't want to show up.

Han Feng in the clouds, whistling leisurely, seemed to be unable to see the scene below, and the idiot Daozi was crazy.

"Old thief Han, I'll cut you to death, junior, I won't move, can't I beat you yet?"

The Demon Pavilion Lord Yan Tu Demon Emperor smiled bitterly and pulled the idiot Daozi, if he didn't hold the idiot Daozi, according to his temper, he would definitely have a good discussion with Han Feng.

"Old Han, stupid brother, don't mess around, you two are tens of thousands of years old, and you still have such a childish temper. The Yantu Demon Emperor smiled bitterly, looking at the two of them very helplessly, after all, he knew that although the two had a good relationship, they often pinched each other.

"The rain girl has no melon!"

Idiot Daozi and Han Feng spoke at the same time, glared at each other and flew back to their respective mountain tops, and the Yan Earth Demon Emperor smiled.

"It's just the same bickering as before. ”

Seeing that the two had flown away, the Yantu Demon Emperor walked out of the clouds with enough momentum and wiped their buttocks for the two, this kind of thing has been done many times for tens of thousands of years, and he has become accustomed to it by then.

"Ahem, let's disperse!" the Yantu Demon Emperor said with a bitter face, and flew back to the Demon Pavilion in Moon Mountain without looking back.

Song Jia and the other elders saw that the person who came was the Yantu Demon Emperor, and they understood that Han Feng and the idiot Daozi must be arguing again, otherwise the Yantu Demon Emperor would definitely not come out to clean up the mess and wipe the butts of the two.

"Command!" Song Jia just bowed, but the twenty-three elders knelt down and bowed, after all, the three major pavilion masters were ancient immortals, if it weren't for the three major pavilion masters, the Qiumeng Sect would not have a place in the hundred western sects at all.

"Who is this?" Chen Fan asked with a wink, approaching Li Yuqing.

"The Demon Emperor of the Flame Earth, the Pavilion Master of the Demon Pavilion. Li Yuqing looked at the back of the Yantu Demon Emperor and slowly spoke.

"It turns out that he is the Demon Pavilion Master, and he looks like he is a human like us, why is he called the Demon Emperor?" Chen Fan asked puzzled.

"The Demon Emperor of the Yan Earth, the 10,000-year-old Yan Earth of the Demon Immortal Realm in ancient times, and he has cultivated for more than 30,000 years to become an immortal, why do you say that he is called the Demon Emperor?" Li Yuqing explained to Chen Fan.