Kunwu Mountain.

The storm is like a dragon, and the strength is like a wave. The power of terror is overwhelming.

There are many fairy tales on the top of the mountain, and all look at it, looking at the **** of war shrouded in the golden flame.

At the foot of the mountain, the people in the Kunming market could not see the battle of the Wanmi Mountain. However, there have been cultivators who have used the techniques of water mist, illusion, and so on. They have pulled out a huge light curtain and presented the summit to everyone.

"How can this Chen Beixuan be so powerful?"

Countless people are at a loss.

Before this war, no one was optimistic about Chen Fan. Tens of millions of people in the entire Kunming market believe that Chen Fan will be defeated, only to see if he can save his life.

Qingxuandao master swordsmanship, invincible in the world, what is a 20-year-old boy in the district?

But in the real battle, everyone discovered that the Qingxuan Taoist leader was in a downturn from beginning to end. Whether it is a stunned sword or a peerless spirit, it can't be done by Chen Fan.

"It turns out he is so strong..."

祁清薇呐呐道.

Her body is strong and slender, like the pretty face of the Dragon Palace goddess, showing a bitter bitterness.

Chen Fan has subverted her imagination again and again. Whenever Qing Wei thinks that she is wearing a shallow depth, there will always be more surprises waiting for her.

"The teacher is very good."

Yan Xiuer jumped up directly, and the red face of the little face was excited. The other seven masters and the people who burned Tiangu Zijia, all counted as black, and looked nervously on the light curtain.

The battle is still going on.

"boom!"

After Chen Fan showed his true strength, he would not leave his hand. Directly punching the sky, surpassing ten times the speed of sound, pulling out a long gas in the air, cross the Qingxuan Taoist.

"No shadow sword."

The main owner of Qingxuan Road is the first person in Kunming. At this time, there is still no panic.

I saw his entire figure, and instantly turned into a group of transparent swords. This sword shadow does not seem to exist in the world, and the spirit is strong, passing directly through the sword shadow. Similar to Chen Fan’s glimpse.

This is Qingxuandao's supreme life-saving sword, claiming to be invincible once it is displayed.

"shock."

Chen Fan Nai is the reincarnation of Xian Zun, how can he be trapped by this little skill and directly punched a punch.

As if the nail was fiercely nailed into the void, and then Chen Fan as the center, the space within a radius of ten feet, a slight tremble, like a picture scrolled by people. Everything on the scroll is peeled off.

"Fisting emptiness!"

Hey.

The figure of the Qingxuan Taoist was involuntarily taken down from the shadow.

Known as the undefeated shadowless sword, it was instantly broken. However, the owner of Qingxuan Road is still not flustered, and his hands are pinched into swords. When the plane is empty, two blue crimson swords are pulled out, which is like a dragon, and it is rolled up to Chen Fan.

"Qing Xuanjian refers!"

The master of Qingxuan Road is trying to control the sword.

The swordsmanship in his body was so fierce that he burst into the air.

These **** condense the power of the 12-year-old of the Qingxuan Taoist. Almost every finger is enough to hit the Qing Lijian.

When the sword pointed out, it was lightning fast, but when it came to the back, it seemed to block the tens of thousands of giant mountains. The speed was getting slower and slower, but it happened to stop in front of Chen Fan. God's illusion is the secret of the sacred martial arts of Qingxuandao, far more than the human fingering.

"Glyphs."

Chen Fan snorted.

I saw that Chen Fan had pinched a finger in the same hand. The palm of his hand was like a lotus flower. He shook it into a weird fist, and then gently printed it. Even in the incredible place, he crossed the interception of two sword fingers, like a swallow. Like water, in front of the main chest of Qingxuan Road.

Qianlianhua!

boom!

The main body shape of Qingxuan Road is retreating!

In the void, every time he quits Baizhang and wants to stop, his chest bursts with a punch, which makes him have to retreat. In the end, he retreats and stops.

Countless people are at a loss.

The Taiyin fairy is even more nervous and straight up.

It is the face of the main body of Qingxuan, and it also shows the color of unprecedented dignity. A sturdy lotus fist on his chest, golden light, printed on his left chest. If it wasn't for him to repair the whole world, plus the protection of the treasure chest of the standard Lingbao level, this punch alone would be enough to explode him.

"Take me another punch!"

Chen Fan came to the world.

He is like a long rainbow, a golden fist, crossing an arch in the air, across the foothills of Kunwu. Everyone in the mountains, even if you don't look at the big screen, you can see the rainbow of sun like the sun.

The power of this boxing is awkward. Far from the previous Qianlianhua.

"The sword is coming."

The main body of Qingxuan Road is as heavy as water, and the mouth is drunk.

Dangdang!

I saw him in the eyes, shooting two swords!

Tianjian is three feet long, purely sacred by the sacred gods, and the whole body is crystal clear, like a peerless god. As soon as he saw his eyes, the two swords of the sky made a sound of cross, tearing the void and welcoming Chen Fan.

There are people in the mountains who have already exclaimed:

"Eye of the Eyes!"

"Grandpa, what is the sword of the eye?"

A girl in black.

"This is the mysterious supernatural power of the legendary Qingxuan Taoist, but it has always been a rumor. It has never been seen before. It is the Yuntian Emperor hundreds of years ago, and did not force this peerless magical power. I did not expect it to be due to Chen Beixuan today. And now."

The black water gate veteran stunned.

It is a lot of immortals, but also a change in color.

This magical power is only a legend. It has been reported that for thousands of years, Qingxuan Road has not been built except for the founding fathers. Once refining, you can turn your eyes into a sword. You can squat for nine days, and you can sneak into the gloom. You can enemies the gods, but you never thought that the master of Qingxuan was actually built.

"Dangdang!"

Chen Fan’s double fists confronted Tianjian and made a crisp sword.

He was covered in golden awns, his body was immortal, and the golden flame was raging. It is the two swords that claim to be blasphemy, and they can't break Chen Fan's body, but they force Chen Fan into the air.

Just when Qing Xuandao’s main sigh of relief, I saw Chen Fan’s roaring in the sky:

"Look at my supernatural powers!"

Sting.

I saw his fierce change. At first glance, there was a golden flame, and a unicorn black fire appeared at a glance. I saw two weapons outlines that emerged from the flames. The left eye of the golden flame turned into a golden trench. The black eye of the right eye is condensed into a black knives.

The battle of the golden flames, such as the sun.

The knives are black and secluded, like nine secluded hell.

Two sacred soldiers, coming from the sky, like the soldiers in the hands of the gods, tearing the air, slammed up.

The second change from the fire gold:

‘God’s change’.

This magical power, cultivated to the extreme, each kind of flame will be turned into different **** soldiers, at this time with the repair of Chen Fan as the urging. Each squadron is not inferior to the quasi-spirit, and each has its own different ability.

"Dangdang."

The two swords are struck together with the trenches and the sword.

After ten fingers, the trenches shimmered in the golden mans, crushing the sword in front of it. On the other side, the knives also cut off the second sword. Then, in the eyes of the Qingxuan Taoist lord, the squadron of the knives was suddenly stunned and slammed on him.

boom!

Behind the main body of Qingxuan Road, a group of mists burst out, and the figure suddenly fell from the sky, dropping thousands of feet, slamming in the Nujiang River, stirring up the sky column.

There were some boats that could not be dodged, and they were directly smashed into pieces, and many deaths and injuries.

"Dangdang."

The two sacred soldiers are not ruthless.

The golden trenches turned into a golden flame dragon, and the black sword was turned into a sacred unicorn. The two beasts descended from the sky and rushed into the Nujiang River, chasing the Qingxuan Taoist.

"Hey."

The water of the Nuojiang River was stirred up by two flame beasts and almost burned through the river.

Countless spectators, crying and shouting mothers, desperately drove the ship and fled to the distance.

And many of the immortals, the face is ugly to the extreme, even the Qingxuan Taoist have been defeated? Is Chen Beixuan really going to the top, overlooking the Kunming, and become the world's first?

At this time, in the Nuolong River, there was a rush of madness:

"Chen Beixuan, you are looking for death!"

boom!

A thousand feet of water column, rose from the sky. From the water column, out of a Tsing Yi man, it is the master of Qingxuan. Only at this time, his, full of mess, hair on the clothes, all burns, like a chicken.

But every time the Qingxuan Taoist took a step, his momentum would skyrocket.

"Hey."

After nine steps, the Qingxuan Dao seems to open a shackle. His breath seems to be endlessly high, just like the balance. Throughout the sky, countless energies boiled, centered on him, and condensed into a tornado.

He fluttered in big sleeves, hunting in Tsing Yi, and his eyes were like the gods overlooking the heavens and the earth.

Qingxuandao is standing there, and the heavens and the earth are at his feet. All the immortals have a sense of repulsiveness that is stripped from the heavens and the earth. This feeling makes people feel uncomfortable and vomiting blood.

"this is..."

The dragon elephant Zen master and other big eyes seem to see something incredible.

"Follow the fairy. The Taoist has finally taken this step, farther than we have."

The great master of the world is bitter.

If we say that the strength of the Qingxuan Taoist masters is still at the level of the giants, there is no essential difference between them, only to cultivate more powerful, and the swordsmanship is stronger. So now, the master of Qingxuan Tao has been detached from the late Xianxian, and entered a realm that no one can imagine.

"Chen Beixuan, you shouldn't force me. I will give up my efforts and make a decision. Only use your blood to wash my anger."

The main voice of Qingxuan Road seems to be passed from the cloud, without feelings.

Every time he said, the breath is still rising incessantly. A huge vitality funnel is suspended in the top of the main head of Qingxuan Road. The infinite spirit is gathered from all directions. He seems to be in charge of the gods of heaven and earth. At this time, the master of Qingxuan Road is ten times stronger than before?

"In the condensate period, have you begun to condense Yuan Dan?"

Chen Fan brows slightly wrinkled.

Before entering Jindan, he had to condense Yuandan, then robbed him, and the calendar turned nine times. Fang Cheng was supreme. Once Yuandan is condensed, it cannot be lightly moved, otherwise it will be easy for hundreds of years of hard work.

The Qingxuan Taoist was obviously forced into a desperate situation and had to use the power of Yuan Dan.

Yuan Dan belongs to the one-time Jin Dan, which stores hundreds of years of horror energy. Once released, it is enough to move the earth and move into the power of Jin Dan in a short time. However, after the release, Yuan Dan dispersed, can only come back again, the equivalent of never entering Jindan.

"How about the condensate? And see me breaking you!"

But Chen Fan is still not afraid, Jin Yan bears, the war is like a storm.

boom!

The two men collided again and the war was instantly upgraded.