In this palm, Chu Fan did not use any martial arts, it was completely the power of the flesh.

In an instant, even if there was a powerful formation suppressing it, within a radius of nearly a hundred miles around the Cang Clan, countless spiritual qi suddenly gathered together, forming a huge palm dozens of meters long.

With a terrible whistling sound, the huge palm of his hand hit the saint with the word "Cang".

This Cangzi contains the truth and Tao of the Cang sage, and it is the essence of his lifelong cultivation.

Boom!

However, after these golden rays of light touched Chu Fan's huge palm, they directly made a sound like glass shattering, which was vulnerable.

Thundered!

The giant palm phantom hit the word "Cang", and in an instant, countless boulders rolled down and smashed towards the headquarters of the Cang clan below.

Without breathing, nearly one-third of the buildings in the Cang Clan's headquarters were all destroyed, and if the defensive formation was not finally opened, I am afraid that half of the buildings of the Cang Clan would be in ruins.

In the headquarters of the Cang clan, a loud bell rang, which was the alarm of the Cang clan, indicating that the enemy was coming.

Hearing the alarm, countless Cang people were a little confused, and many Cang people had never heard the bell alarm since they were born.

Because in today's ancient martial arts world, except for the Nine Heavens Holy Land, no one or force dares to move the Cang clan at all.

The Cang clan also has a bad relationship with the Jiuxiao Holy Land, when the Jiang clan was destroyed, the Jiuxiao Holy Land once supported the Cang clan.

The elders of the Cang clan, as well as the patriarch of the Cang clan, Cang Wanxiong, rushed out for the first time to be on guard.

However, they observed for a long time, but they did not find the slightest anomaly, let alone any enemies.

"Cang Wanxiong, hand over Zhao Yuyue. ”

Just when these people were amazed, an unquestionable voice fell from heaven, as if it were a command from heaven.

In an instant, everyone raised their eyes and saw an unbelievable scene.

All the Cang people wiped their eyes in unison, thinking that they had seen it wrong.

"Saint?!"

The silver-haired Cang Wanxiong's eyes narrowed, and he was extremely surprised in his heart.

After seeing Chu Fan who came out of nowhere, Cang Wanxiong naturally also saw Cangyangzhou and Jiang Taiyuan.

"Failed?"

Cang Wanxiong's face was gloomy, and he spoke angrily.

Especially when Cang Wanxiong saw that the original dragon flying phoenix-like word "Cang" disappeared, his heart was even more angry.

"Hades, although you have become a saint, there are still some people in this world that you can't bear. ”

"Today's matter, my Cang clan is not pursuing it, I hope you will not be too presumptuous. ”

It seems that there is something to rely on, even in the face of Chu Fan, who is a saint, Cang Wanxiong is not afraid.

"There have been two saints in my Cang clan, who are the real "Holy Gate", and no one is allowed to be presumptuous!"

These families of saints, inherited for thousands of years, have an amazing heritage.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan's face turned cold.

If Cang Wanxiong honestly handed over Zhao Yuyue just now, it would be okay to say.

Now, it's too late!

Chu Fan didn't talk much nonsense, and slapped forward again, this time the target of Chu Fan's blow was the headquarters of the Cang clan.

If it is hit, a third of the Cang Clan's headquarters that was already destroyed will probably be less than a tenth left.

"Hades!"

"Today, I'll let you know that even if you are a saint, don't provoke us family members!"

Cang Wanxiong decided to give it a go and directly took out the treasure of the Cang clan.

"Sage Figure!"

With a loud shout, in Cang Wanxiong's hands, an antique picture scroll appeared.

The picture scroll suddenly unfolded, and suddenly the dazzling golden light was magnificent.

In this painting, a young man wearing a feather coat and a star crown is depicted, and this young man has an inexplicable domineering attitude between his gestures, as if he is the embodiment of the sky.

The young man in this painting is the founder of the Cang tribe.

It is said that the founder of the Cang clan did not have the surname "Cang" at the beginning, but inadvertently, he got the inheritance of the Cang and became a saint in one fell swoop, so he changed his surname to "Cang"!

"Ancestor, today my Cang clan catastrophe, please return the ancestor!"

Cang Wanxiong opened his mouth with great reverence.

The young man on the scroll seemed to hear Cang Wanxiong's shout, and he actually jumped down from the scroll, lifelike.

"Saint vision?"

Chu Fan muttered a blow in a low voice, and had already seen the true appearance of this Cang Clan saint clearly.

Naturally, the saint of the Cang clan is not alive.

It is a divine thought of a saint, with the power of a saint, and can exert several saint-level attacks.

This is enough to become the hole card of the Cang clan!

"These great families really have a strong background. ”

Chu Fan said with some emotion, with this saint divine thought, the Cang clan is enough to sweep the entire ancient martial arts world, and no one is invincible.

This is still the heritage of the Cang clan, and several other great forces that have appeared saints, I am afraid that they also have some hole cards that are not weaker than the saints' divine thoughts.

In an age when saints do not come out, these are perhaps the most powerful means.

It's a pity that now they have met Chu Fan.

If it was before he got married, Chu Fan faced the saint divine thoughts, I am afraid that he would have to avoid the edge for the time being, but now.

"I mean the sky!"

The Cang Clan Sage Shen Nian let out a loud shout and launched a powerful Sage Strike.

Countless saints were centered on the divine thoughts of the saints of the Cang clan, and they raged around.

For a while, the entire Cang tribe was shocked, and countless Cang people knelt on the ground and prayed continuously.

"The Ancestor is powerful!"

"The Ancestor is powerful!"

"The Ancestor is powerful!"

The Cang clan is boiling, in their hearts, with the protection of the ancestors, no one can help them, even if they are saints, they are nothing.

"Kill the Immortal!"

"Dare to provoke the supreme glory of my Cang clan, the ancestor killed him and defended the glory of my Cang clan!"

"Yes, the first ancestor, please take down the head of this little beast, let us put him in the temple, and let him kneel in front of the ancestors of the Cang clan forever!"

Countless Cang people cursed Chu Fan madly.

Even Cang Wanxiong crossed his arms and sneered and waited for the good news of the ancestor.

Ancestor, when he was the strongest, he had already cultivated to the peak of the saint, even if it was just a divine thought of the saint now, it was enough to suppress this dog thing.

The remains of a saint!

Thinking about it, Cang Wanxiong was extremely excited, although their plan failed and they didn't get the blood of the Jiang people.

But if you can get your hands on the remains of a saint, it doesn't matter if they run out of cards.

If he can get the remains of the saint, Cang Wanxiong is confident that he can use this to refine a saint puppet.

Even if you can't refine a saint puppet, you can definitely refine a puppet comparable to the body of a saint, which is comparable to a saint.

Let a mortal enemy of their Cang clan come to protect their Cang clan for eternity, think about it, what a refreshing and comfortable thing it is!

"A finger at the Yellow Spring!"

Stepping on the void, Chu Fan pointed forward and suppressed it.

With Chu Fan's move, a momentum that was even more terrifying than the Cang Clan's ancestor divine thoughts swept thousands of miles!!