Before coming to Huaxia, he overheard a news, that is, she was about to come to Huaxia.

In the island country, she has swept the younger generation, and even the older generation is not her opponent.

So in order to seek a breakthrough in her state of mind, she decided to come to Huaxia and wanted to challenge the younger generation of the ancient martial arts world in China.

It is precisely for this reason that Furukawa Yizhao made up his mind to sneak into Huaxia secretly.

Furukawa Yizhao really wants to see her again, even if it's still the back, he will never forget!

Previously, in the island country, when she challenged one of the four great sword masters, he was one of the countless onlookers.

Just a thousand meters away, seeing her peerless back from afar, Furukawa Yizhao worshipped her as a goddess and was willing to give everything for her.

Even he, the dignified young master of Jiaheliu, is like this, not to mention those ordinary island people.

In the island country, she is the only goddess, the real elegance is peerless, unparalleled in the world!

Thinking of her, Furukawa Yizhao was stunned, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"Really?"

Hearing Furukawa Yizhao say that he would die at the hands of an island countryman, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth.

The mysterious music sounded, and for a while, in the Chaos of All Spirits and Ghosts, Chu Fan descended like a demon emperor, looking down on everyone.

"Ahh

Furukawa Yizhao, who had just come to his senses, was frightened when he saw Chu Fan, who was like a demon emperor alive.

For a while, in Furukawa Yizhao's mind, Chu Fan and her were put together.

It seems that only Chu Fan, who has returned like the Demon Emperor, is qualified to match her peerless.

As soon as this idea came to mind, Furukawa Yizhao immediately rejected it fiercely.

What deserves her!

How can a mere Chinese be worthy of her?

No, don't talk about the Chinese people, even in the whole world, no one can match her peerless!

If you want to judge the world's number one beauty now, Furukawa Yiaki will choose her without hesitation.

Not only Furukawa Yoshiaki, but also the vast majority of island people will also choose her.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the elegance is peerless, and there is no other in the world!

"Believe me, after she comes to Huaxia, she will definitely come to you, and you will die!"

"You will follow in my footsteps, and die at the hands of a foreigner. ”

"Hahaha!"

Furukawa laughed with a relieved expression on his face.

Poof!

Furukawa swung his katana violently and stabbed himself in the abdomen.

"Dead ...... Ahem...... Die...... I'm not going to tell you anything...... Vanish...... Rest ......!"

With blood at the corner of his mouth, Furukawa said intermittently.

"You...... It will definitely ...... Dead in ...... Her...... Under the sword, it will be, I ...... I...... In Hell...... Waiting for you!"

Boom!

With that, Furukawa fell to the ground, not breathing.

The young master of Koga-ryu, Furukawa Yoshiaki, die!

At this point, the ninjas who sneaked into Huaxia quietly died, without exception.

"Don't let me get any news, hehe. ”

"You're still too naïve. ”

A trace of curvature appeared at the corner of Chu Fan's mouth, shook helplessly, and spoke.

"Nine Netherworlds, devoured. ”

Chu Fan summoned the Nine Netherworld Prisons and directly devoured Furukawa Yizhao's soul.

About Furukawa Yoshiaki's memories, as well as countless news, he will know sooner.

"Thank you, Lord for saving your life!"

"Thank you, Lord for saving your life!"

"Thank you, Lord for saving your life!"

At this time, the elders of the Purple Saint Palace, who were lucky enough to survive, clenched their fists and bowed to Chu Fan, extremely sincere.

"Please forgive us for our sins of disrespect!"

"Please forgive me!"

"Please forgive me!"

Immediately afterwards, these people half-knelt in front of Chu Fan and pleaded with Chu Fan respectfully.

"Thank you. ”

Zi Aofeng also hugged his fist at Chu Fan and said.

"What I said before, I went too far, from today on, I won't interfere in the matter between you and Ziyu. ”

Zi Aofeng said with emotion.

Of course, there is one point, even if Chu Fan shows his current strength, Zi Aofeng still doesn't believe Chu Fan.

Chu Fan once said that one day, he would step on the entire ancient martial arts world with one foot.

It's simply not possible!

Even if it was a saint, he didn't dare to say that, take a step back, if the saint realm could really dominate the ancient martial realm.

But can Chu Fan become a saint?

No kidding, there has been no saint in the ancient martial arts world for hundreds of years, even those first-class forces, thousands of years ago, out of the saint's family, exhausted all the resources, can not create a saint.

Not to mention Chu Fan.

Looking at Chu Fan, the only purple jade who believed in Chu Fan just now, her beautiful eyes flickered.

She really didn't see the wrong person!

Chu Fan didn't pay attention to their thoughts for the time being, but with a wave of his right hand, he put away the Ten Thousand Spirits Holy Map and Thousand Cloud Peak that had fallen to the ground.

The Ten Thousand Souls Holy Diagram is ordinary, it is an ordinary top-grade semi-holy weapon, although it has little significance to Chu Fan, but it is very valuable in the ancient martial arts world.

Now it belongs to him, as for Wan Jun, then he doesn't care.

Putting the Ten Thousand Spirits Holy Map into the storage bag, Chu Fan took Qianyun Peak in his hand and observed it carefully.

The more he looked at it, the more Chu Fan felt that Qianyun Peak was not simple.

This magic weapon is extremely extraordinary, if Chu Fan's guess is right, Qianyun Peak is made from a thousand-meter-high peak.

Just imagine how terrifying it is to refine a thousand-meter-high mountain peak into a treasure.

If you want to succeed in refining, at least it is a quasi-saint, and it is not an ordinary quasi-saint.

Because Furukawa Yizhao's strength was limited, he didn't use all the power of Qianyun Peak.

If the power of Qianyun Peak is fully displayed, Qianyun Peak will become a thousand-meter-high mountain again.

The thousand-meter-high mountain peak fell hard, what a terrifying picture it was, it was really a god blocking and killing God, and the Buddha blocking and killing Buddha!

"Not bad. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Chu Fan's mouth, with Qianyun Peak, without coming in vain, his strength will improve again!

Qianyun Peak may be able to compare with the White Bone Prayer Bead.

"Receive. ”

Chu Fan stretched out his arm and put the white bone rosary back.

"Let's go. ”

Now that the thing is done, there is no need for them to continue here.

The elders of the Purple Saint Palace cleaned up the battlefield and prepared to leave.

This time, they had a lot of losses in the Purple Saint Palace, and half of the elites they brought were killed, and the remaining half were also scarred, and most of them were seriously injured, including Zi Aofeng.

Wan Jun was also carried away, although he didn't die, I'm afraid he won't recuperate for a few months, don't think about standing up.

Just when the group was about to arrive in Yanjing.

Kiss!

A terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power came from within Yanjing, like a wave of the sea, and thousands of horses galloped and were unstoppable.

After feeling this spiritual power, the faces of all the Purple Saint Palace elders changed greatly, and even Zi Aofeng's face showed an extremely dignified expression.