"Hey!"

Guiyuan sword spurted out from the small gourd at the waist of Chen Fan, turned into an earth-shattering golden rainbow, and slammed into the air, and the sword smashed the head of the red witch. The rest of the situation is not exhausted, directly to the blood witch master.

"The blood is big. Law."

The blood witch screamed, and his face turned red in an instant, and a **** mist like a smoldering smoke sprang from him. Immediately after the blood witch's main atmosphere rose, his body shape regressed, and its speed was almost beyond the peak of the law.

However, the speed of flying swords is what mortals can imagine.

A touch of golden light flowed through without stopping. The blood witch's main body retreats to ten steps, only to find out that he has been separated from the waist by a flying sword and two swords.

Flying Sword does not stop, and then flies to the next target.

Six people above the height, in addition to the black witch, the other five real people, do their best. Have a **** body, and train like steel. There is a discarding of the flesh, and the body is transformed into a soul-flying scorpion.

It is a pity that under the Feijian, these practitioners are true, and the leaders of the Wumen are different. Even if he had no qualifications for the return of Yuan Jianjian, he was degraded by a sword.

In an instant.

Chen Fan’s sword was thrown out, and even five real people were killed. At this time, even one finger did not pass.

"Hey!"

Then, the golden long rainbow flew around the high platform, pointing to the final target black witch master.

"Chen Beixuan!"

The black witch screamed and shouted in horror.

He wants to split, the means to do it, and the bodyguards are different. Unfortunately, Feijian could not be stopped for a while. This millennium ago, the Tibetan sword was refining, and the flying sword that Chen Fan used as the cultivator of the sea of ​​God was able to even fall into the sky, not to mention the mortal.

"Hey."

The seven-layer bodyguard on the black witch's body was smashed by the golden flying sword, like a knife and a knife, and it was about to be cut off.

A fierce black gas shot from the dominoes in his chest.

This black gas out, like a wolf-like direct sky, from which there is a tall man who is three feet tall. The old man was shrouded in a black robe, and his appearance was unclear. He could only see a pair of eyes that were like a hungry wolf and shimmering in green light.

"Father?"

The black witch master will still have a surprise in the future.

Chen Fan has already sighed:

"cut!"

With a bang, the golden flying sword did not stop, and crossed the neck of the black witch. Before the black witch's head fell, his eyes showed an incredible look. As if I couldn't believe it, Chen Fan dared to kill him in the face of his father.

"Do not!"

The old man in the black robe violently fluctuated around the body, and a sigh of grief was heard in the soul.

It is a pity that a touch of golden long rainbow has been bottomed up, and he has been divided into two paragraphs, and then when the air is stirred up, the avatar is completely smashed.

After that, the flying sword took a stroke and circled a beautiful arc, turning it into a terrifying rainbow, and slammed it toward the stage.

"No!"

"Chen Xianshi, I am willing to drop."

"Chen Xianshi, I am willing to lead the way, to find you where the black witches are."

These high-level Wumen nineteen-level high-level squadrons are incomparable.

Chen Fanyijian killed six real people. Even the soul of the Great Witch God appeared, and he was smashed by him. How dare everyone resist? However, at this time, Chen Fanxin was as cold as ice, and the killing was decided, and he would stay.

"kill and kill!"

Guiyuan sword brought up the long golden long rainbow, the sword is sturdy, like a sickle's sickle, when the air dances. Every sword is created, and it brings up a dozen times of blood.

No matter what spells, magical powers, martial arts, or bodyguards.

It is difficult to stop the benefits of Feijian.

The Buddha said:

"A finger is sixty moments, and a moment is nine hundred births."

Between Chen Fanyi and his fingers, even hundreds of people were killed. Every time, a sword was thrown out. In the end, the blood in the entire venue was turned into a river, and the corpses were everywhere. It is the snow-sand sand that is eclipsed.

Waiting for the last person, after being broken into two pieces by a sword.

Guiyuan Jianfei shot back in front of Chen Fan, and made a vibrating sound. The three-inch long golden sword was not dyed with a trace of blood, as if it had not been enough.

"You can rest assured that this is just an appetizer. After that, there will be a lot of people waiting for you."

Chen Fan carried his hands and his eyes appeared in the blood of the corpse.

"Master, what do we do next?" Xue Daisha bowed his head and whispered.

"Turn out the sorcerer. But before that, destroy this sinful town."

Chen Fan sneered.

Saying, in the hands of a law, the soul of the six real people on the high platform, all income into the small yellow gourd. How to find black witches, have to rely on these souls to lead the way?

Outside the venue, many people who are in the snow and sand are still at the door.

For the people of Wumen, this moment seems to be as long as a century, but in fact it only takes a few minutes. Everyone is looking forward to seeing the venue and wanting to witness the good show.

"Dragon brother, what do you say in this venue? At the beginning, the killing of the masterpiece, but soon, it is silent, what is going on?" Xiaoqiu strangely said.

"You are stupid. At the beginning, the men and women were killed, and the elders of the Wukemen took the shot. Now that the men and women have been taken down, naturally they will calm down."

Long brother sneered, while he sighed and shook his head: "Look at them, under so many witch masters, support for a few minutes, it is definitely a master. It is a pity that the chick is dead. If you can catch it, you must sell it. The price is high."

When everyone sighs.

The little seven fierce pupils pointed at the venue and shivered:

"Dragon brother, you look at it, what is it?"

Long Ge heard his words and saw a man and a woman, carrying their hands and coming out of the venue. Their clothes are as old as they are, and there is no trace of blood on them.

"How is this going?"

Long brother is very surprised.

Among the venues, there were seven real people sitting in the town, and the 19th-level Wumen high-rise gathered. How could you let this pair go, and the men and women who killed the Wumen disciples came out safely? Are they old with Wumen, and the water is rushing to the Dragon King Temple?

When Long Ge was full of confusion, he saw that someone went forward and seemed to want to talk.

The boy in casual clothes, with a look of indifference, lifted his palms. A golden long rainbow, shot from his hand, instantly crossed the head of the man, took a **** fog, and then, Jin Hong turned around in the air, and shot at everyone.

"this is?"

Long brother’s eyes are not yet reflected.

The whole person has been split into two halves by Jin Hong, including him and Xiao Qi, and dozens of people who come with Chen Fan and want to marry Xue Daisha. Between the fingers, all the swords are smashed.

After returning to the Yuan Jianjian, he stunned and did not stop. Take a long golden tail and shoot at the town.

"Go, annihilate the entire Wushan."

Chen Fan stood there, no joy or no sorrow in his eyes.

This town is similar to the sinful land of the Golden Triangle. In the whole town, either the people of Wumen or the extraordinary people who came from the south of the sea and the north, and committed felony and were searched by various countries. Chen Fan killed them, and he was not soft.

"Ah!"

On this day, the entire Wushan town was mourned.

Among the ignited fires, I saw a long-lasting Changhong, flying over Wushan Town. Every time, Changhong swept through, all of them brought a **** light, and dozens of people were degraded.

Some people tried to escape or attack Chen Fan.

However, Chen Fan’s thoughts are filled for dozens of miles. Almost no one in the whole town can escape, and all of them are locked by him.

Jianqi is 30 miles!

In the end, after annihilating the entire Wushan town, Chen Fan directly fired the town and burned the town into ashes.

"Cry."

Looking at Wushan Town, which was covered in flames and fired at dozens of meters. It is the snow in the heart of Xuedaisha. In this town, there are at least hundreds of thousands of martial arts disciples, and Chen Fan’s sword is destroyed.

At this moment, she only vaguely understands how indifferent her own master is.

"Master, where are we going next?"

Xue Daisha whispered.

"Catch the general altar of the Black Witch, find the Great Witch God. If he really killed Yu Wenjing, I will let the entire Wumen, for her to be buried."

Chen Fan said calmly.

At the thought of the pure and well-behaved classmates, because of his sake, he was taught by the ghosts and witches, and as a tribute to the great witches. Chen Fan’s heart is more and more murderous.

The Seven Spirits of Soul.

Even if Chen Fan doesn't know what it is, it can be guessed vaguely. For the subject, the kind of end is a thousand times more terrible than death.

"You dare to hurt my friend of Chen Beixuan, don't say that the district is a god. It is the nine-day true fairy here, and I also vowed to marry you!"

Chen Fan snorted and his eyes swept south.

There is a black witch

Southeast Asia, on the outskirts of the Burmese capital, Montenegro.

This Montenegro, according to legend, is an extinct volcano, shrouded in gas, smoke and even chills all year round. If ordinary people stay in the mountains for a long time, the body will become weaker.

It was originally rare, but since a few decades ago, a group of people came from South China and occupied Montenegro. This mountain has become the most sacred place in the whole of Myanmar. It was the presidents, prime ministers, and generals of the dynasties, who came to Montenegro from time to time to meet the legendary old gods.

In an altar in the depths of Montenegro, there is a black robe old man sitting on a plate.

The old man in black robe sits there, and the whole person is like a black hole. Between the breath and the breath, the huge black suffocating gas emerged from the ground and was sucked into the belly by him.

However, at this time, the old man’s body shape shook and opened his eyes fiercely. He couldn't see clearly, and he could only see a pair of embarrassing eyes like a hungry wolf, shooting the green light of Zhang Xuchang.

"Who is this, dare to kill my children, destroy my avatar, not afraid of this **** revenge?"

The old man in black robe, the sound is like a nightingale, and the whole mountain creaking in the earthquake.

Many black witch disciples under the altar, kneeling down, did not dare to look up.

"Go and check, find out the person. I want to divide his five horses, smash the bones, and the soul is transformed into a ghost servant, driven by my black witchcraft for 10,000 years!"

The black robe is old.

"Yes, the founder!"

Many disciples, beheaded, trembled and replied.

Ps: The second is more, the author continues to write the third more o (n_n) o