Chapter 160 Encounter again

  Wang Yan almost gritted his teeth and read out Chen Fan's name, his voice was very soft, but the five foundation-building monks all heard him.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Wang Yan's body, the five of them were startled for a moment, then recalled the name he had uttered, and then saw Wang Yan's gaze at this time, and it really fell on a monk who was on the way, and that monk , is exactly the Chen Fan they saw at the entrance of the secret realm earlier.

   "Huh? Why isn't this person dead yet?" A female monk couldn't help but wondered. Immediately after seeing Wang Yan's murderous look and gloomy face, she immediately closed her mouth and stopped talking.

The other four people also looked serious, especially the Nangong brothers and sisters, they are all leaders of this generation, knowing that Wang Yan, who is also a young genius, is not inferior to them, but in the end not only was injured by a disciple of the ninth level of Qi training Even if he lost his fur, he couldn't kill him.

   "Brother Wang, you are injured. Otherwise, let us do it for you and help you solve it." A male monk said, he is also the leader of these five people, Nangong Feiyun.

"Brother Nangong's kindness is appreciated by me. Although I am injured, I have almost recovered from this journey. It is more than enough to deal with this small miscellaneous fish. This time, I will directly kill him with thunder." Wang Yan's eyes Burning with anger, he blamed Chen Fan for being chased and killed by the blood-sucking hornet, and it would be difficult to relieve his deep hatred if he didn't kill Chen Fan himself.

   "Haha, as expected of Wan Jianzong's genius disciple, he is so imposing. If that's the case, then let's watch Brother Wang slay the enemy with his hands." Nangong Feiyun laughed heartily.

"Hmph, this kind of small shrimp is not qualified to be my enemy." Wang Yan sneered, the majestic real energy in his body gushed out at this moment, he left the support of the other two monks, and stepped lightly on the void , the sharp sword in his hand pointed directly at Chen Fan who was on his way, and his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning, killing him with a bang.

  The sword came out of its sheath, which seemed to cause a turbulence in the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth. The sword's momentum almost tore the void, and a faint puff of air was pierced one after another at the tip of the sword.

  Boom!

   It seemed that under the influence of Wang Yan's sword, there was a thunderous sound above this area. Although it was not deafening, it also alarmed all the monks present.

  Many monks who were on their way stopped after seeing this, with puzzled and shocked expressions on their faces.

  Some people quickened their pace, anxiously wanting to escape from this place.

   "Huh? This sword art..." At this moment, Nangong Feiyun, who was standing still in the air with the other four people and watching this scene, suddenly changed his face slightly, and couldn't help but let out a voice of surprise.

   "It's so strong. Few of my peers can match this sword." The woman with the same surname Nangong also exclaimed.

"This is the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword, one of Wan Jianzong's famous sword tactics. I didn't expect Brother Wang to be able to make a thunder sound with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment. His aptitude is really extraordinary. Sister, this person has always been interested in you. If you think you are extraordinary, you can think about it." Nangong Feiyun said solemnly.

But the woman shook her head indifferently, and said softly: "Although he has extraordinary aptitude, brother, don't forget that I am no worse than him. If I fight him, I'm afraid I can evenly share the prize. And the husband I'm looking for Taoist companion, must be stronger than me."

   After speaking, there was a gleam in the woman's eyes, as if she remembered someone.

Seeing this, Nangong Feiyun couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly: "Sister, how could the existence of a peerless genius like Xiao Munan and Liu Xun be something that our Nangong family can afford? You should not set your sights too high, otherwise you will never be able to live again." In a few years, the elders in the family will directly arrange for you to marry other families."

   "No one can force me." The woman shook her head stubbornly, and continued to look at the battlefield. Chen Fan's figure continued to move forward, and she didn't seem to notice Wang Yan's sword strike.

Seeing the woman like this, Nangong Feiyun could only sigh, and then looked towards the battlefield, and said in a low voice: "This kid in the Qi training period is nothing more than that, Wang Yan even made a thunderous sound, and he is still a little vigilant Nothing at all, still burying your head on your way... Hey, something seems wrong."

   Nangong Feiyun frowned, as if he had discovered something.

   "What's wrong?" asked the woman next to her.

   "The boy's movements seem to be a little stiff, as if suddenly stuck?" Nangong Feiyun said.

  At this time, just as his words fell, Wang Yan's earth-shattering sword had already struck, piercing through Chen Fan's body with a monstrous momentum.

   "Afterimage!" Nangong Feiyun and the others exclaimed at the same time.

  They stared at the scene with wide eyes, some couldn't believe it, Wang Yan's sword actually missed, after piercing through Chen Fan, Chen Fan's body not only did not spill any blood, but slowly faded and disappeared into the air.

   "When did you avoid it? We didn't even notice it." The woman surnamed Nangong said in amazement.

"I take back what I just said. That kid should have discovered it a long time ago. From the time his movements became stiff, it was actually an afterimage. What kind of high-level movement technique is this?" A trace of strangeness flashed across Nangong Feiyun's eyes. He was shocked by Chen Fan's body style.

   "What about others?" asked another monk next to him.

   "I'm afraid it's already thousands of miles away..." Nangong Feiyun smiled slightly, but the smile froze on his handsome face as soon as his words fell.

  I saw a void behind Wang Yan, suddenly there was a circle of ripples, and a sharp sword with golden sword energy suddenly protruded out of it, stabbing at Wang Yan.

   "Brother Wang, be careful." Nangong Feiyun immediately reminded him.

  While Wang Yan’s cultivation was suppressed in the early stage of foundation establishment, but the realm of spiritual consciousness was still in the genuine late stage of foundation establishment. He instantly noticed Chen Fan’s movements, stepped on the void hurriedly, and quickly turned around and swept the long sword in his hand.

when!

There was a crisp collision sound, Wang Yan defuses Chen Fan's attack with a powerful sword, and the two of them were also knocked back a few steps by the opponent's strength, but soon stopped in the air, with cold eyes showing murderous intent, look at each other.

"Hmph, if you don't go if there is a way to heaven, and if you come and go if there is no way to hell, if I bump into you in this secret realm, it is destined that the heavens will not let you live." Vicious.

   "If the sky doesn't let me live, I will level the sky, let alone you?" Chen Fan's expression was extremely indifferent, and his voice seemed to come from the abyss, which made people feel shuddering.

   "Hehe, level the sky? Your parents never taught you not to be too arrogant?" Wang Yan laughed.

And his words instantly aroused Chen Fan's fury, a wave of murderous intent erupted from him suddenly, and the incomparably fragmented sword intent in his body was also lit up at this moment, Especially that small spot of white light, only about the size of a grain of rice, burst out with a murderous intent even more majestic than that of Haoyue.

   "This is... sword intent?" Nangong Feiyun not far away turned pale instantly, and screamed as if seeing a ghost.

  (end of this chapter)