As soon as Chu Fan's words fell, the Falling God Bell in the hands of the Black Snake Demi-Saint began to shake violently.

Seeing this scene, the face of the black snake half-saint changed greatly, and he immediately prepared to forcibly stop the Falling God Bell.

However, before the Black Snake Demi-Saint could make a move, he only heard a whoosh, and the Falling God Bell in the hands of the Black Snake De-Saint flew out directly and killed coldly towards the West Gate.

Chu Fan, who had broken through in cultivation, once again controlled the Fallen God Bell, and his power increased greatly.

In mid-air, the Falling God Bell quickly grew larger, and finally like a mountain, with majestic energy, it went towards the West Gate Leng Suppression.

"Burning Holy Palm!"

Seeing this scene, Ximen Leng's face turned cold, and he suddenly mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and sent out a half-saint blow, and in an instant, countless heaven and earth spiritual qi rushed towards Ximen Leng frantically.

After hitting the Falling God Bell with two palms in a row, Ximen was cold and murderous, and he also rushed towards Chu Fan.

After all, it is the peak of a dignified first-order and a half-saint, and Ximen Leng's strength should naturally not be underestimated.

Seeing this scene, Elder Qin did not stop it, but set his sights on the black snake half-saint, since the underworld lord did this, he naturally had his reasons.

If something happens in a while, it's not too late for him to make a move.

"Damn it!"

Being targeted by Elder Qin, the face of the Black Snake Half-Saint immediately became gloomy, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

In the end, the Black Snake Demi-Saint was very unwilling to glance at the Fallen God Bell who was controlled by Chu Fan, and finally chose to leave Fengxue Mountain.

"Is this the Immortal Lord's own death?"

"Who does he think he is, and he still wants to kill Ximen Leng, who is at the peak of the dignified First Order and a Half-Saint?"

"Crazy, really crazy!"

"Ximen Leng is the peak of the old first-order half-saint, and he has an amazing record of killing two demon beasts of the same realm in one battle, before, the Hades Lord killed the Wind and Snow True Monarch, it was completely a fluke!"

Many male martial artists were sneering, thinking that Chu Fan was crazy.

"Hades!"

"Hades, come on!"

"Hades, you are the best!"

And more young female warriors were chanting Chu Fan's name, extremely excited.

The two groups began to argue.

"What is Chu Fan doing?" Looking at Chu Fan who was fighting with Ximen Leng, Cai Yitong's face changed, and he said a little angrily.

Isn't this self-inflicted death?

"This ......" Wu Xian'er and Pei Yun were also extremely surprised.

Boom!

Chu Fan and Ximen Leng slapped each other, Chu Fan did not move, while Ximen Leng took a few steps back.

In an instant, Ximen Leng's face changed greatly, and he couldn't believe what had just happened, he was a dignified first-order half-saint peak, and he was actually at a disadvantage against a small transcendent realm.

How is this possible?

Ximen Leng felt a chill in his heart, he didn't have any underestimated enemies, at this moment he finally understood that it was not at all that Fengxue Zhenjun did not use all his strength to betray the Ximen family and automatically seek death, but that he did not have the strength to kill Chu Fan at all.

"Die, little beast!"

"Burning Holy Palm!"

In an instant, above Ximen Leng's fists, a scorching flame appeared, and he rushed towards Chu Fan with a punch.

This punch was so terrifying that it even broke through the sound barrier, as if even the surrounding void was about to shatter.

"God and Demon Fist!"

Chu Fan rushed forward with a punch.

The terrible force of the impact sent the two men to both sides.

"Lingxiao Sword Technique!"

In an instant, Ximen Leng was no longer hiding, and directly used the magic weapon, and a long knife shining with cold light appeared in Ximen Leng's hand.

This is also a low-grade semi-holy weapon!

"Slash!"

With a fierce swing of the long knife, Ximen Leng slashed at Chu Fan.

In mid-air, a sword shadow more than ten meters long rushed out, cutting through the sky and killing Chu Fan.

"Fallen God Bell, suppression!"

With a wave of Chu Fan's right hand, the Falling God Bell suddenly flew up, meeting the sword shadow more than ten meters long.

"Soul snatching holy law!"

Stretching out his arms suddenly, countless plants and animals around him died one after another, and the invisible vitality directly poured into Chu Fan's body.

The momentum on Chu Fan's body grew rapidly, and he had already reached the strength of the sevenfold peak of foundation building, and he was only half a step away from the eightfold foundation building.

"Soul snatching holy law, silence!"

Chu Fan jumped up and killed Ximen Leng at the same time.

Ximen Leng, who was still paying attention to the collision between the Lingxiao Sword Shadow and the Fallen God Bell just now, instantly felt a huge sense of crisis.

"Slash!"

Swinging the silver knife in his hand violently, Ximen coldly slashed at Chu Fan.

"Poof!"

However, as soon as he made a move, Ximen Leng suddenly felt that his spiritual power was flowing wildly.

"Return to the ruins!"

Chu Fan did not stay, and the second move was launched at the same time.

This time, Ximen Leng lost not only his own spiritual power, but also his precious life force.

As all of Ximenlen's life force passed, he directly turned into a dried corpse and fell to the ground.

Bang dang!

Because of Simon Leng's death, the inferior half-holy weapon fell directly to the ground.

The peak of the first order and a half saints, die!

In an instant, the entire top of the mountain fell into a deathly silence.

A dignified veteran powerhouse, Ximen Leng died like this!

Countless onlookers were dumbfounded.

"Hades!"

"Hades!"

Countless female fans of Chu Fan shouted loudly, extremely excited.

"How is this possible?"

As for Cai Yitong, his face turned white with fright, it was the peak of a first-order and a half-saint, and he was easily killed by the Lord of the Underworld like this!

Wu Xian'er and Pei Yun were even more shocked and speechless.

"Come on. ”

Chu Fan's face was indifferent, and with a wave of his right hand, the Futu Holy Spear that originally belonged to Fengxue Zhenjun, as well as the half-holy silver knife of Ximen Leng, all fell into Chu Fan's hands and were put away by Chu Fan.

Click, click!

After absorbing some medium-grade spirit stones, Chu Fan quickly recovered and returned to the peak.

"Mr. Chu is worthy of being a dignified top ten genius, and his strength is amazing!"

Master Qin clapped his hands in great admiration and spoke.

To be honest, the scene just now really startled him, it was the peak of a dignified first-order half-saint, and his strength was about the same, so he was killed by the Lord of the Underworld so easily?

It's horrible!

"Mr. Chu, this is a letter written to you by our Pavilion Master. ”

Not wasting time, Elder Qin handed a piece of letterhead to Chu Fan.

Opening the letterhead, Chu Fan looked at it.

A few minutes later, Chu Fan chatted with Wu Xian'er and the two elders of Baihua Valley for a while, and then set off with Elder Qin, riding a Dapeng bird and rushing towards the Medicine King Pavilion.

......

A day later, they stopped in front of a large complex of ancient buildings.

On the cliff in the distance, the three big characters of the Yaowang Pavilion are vigorous and powerful, like a dragon, and even a faint danxiang floats in the air.

"Please!"

Elder Qin invited Chu Fan in and came to a large hall.

"I'm going to ask the Pavilion Master. ”

After a while, an old man with a kind face and a white robe walked in, and it was the pavilion master of the Medicine King Pavilion.

"It's better to see it than to hear it, Mr. Chu is younger than we believe!"

The pavilion master of the Medicine King Pavilion said with great emotion.