Chapter 238 Strong killing

  Chen Fan's voice was also extremely cold, and the bone sword in his hand charged at Mu Yunshui without hesitation, and the blood cloud instantly followed him, pouring towards Mu Yunshui overwhelmingly.

   "Boy, stop! Give the old man some face and let this girl go for now!" But at this moment, the voice of Old Huangya suddenly sounded in Chen Fan's mind, and he actually sent a voice transmission to intercede for Mu Yunshui.

With Chen Fan's current strength, he is decisive in killing and attacking. If he wants to fight Mu Yunshui, Mu Yunshui has no chance of winning. Although she is also very strong, she has reached the strength of the Golden Core stage before the Reverse Cultivation Art, but at this moment, she has not yet After recovering to the peak, facing Chen Fan who had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment with all three techniques in his body, he had only one death.

  Old Huangya also seemed to see this, and for the first time, he was communicating with Chen Fan in a serious tone.

   Chi!

  Chen Fan stepped on the ground made of bronze, wiped out a trace of white smoke, and stopped suddenly.

  Of course he will give Lao Huangya the favor, and Mu Yunshui doesn't have to kill him, after all, there is no deep hatred between the two.

  A strange color also flashed across Mu Yunshui's face, and she frowned slightly. She didn't know why the middle-aged man who was about to kill him suddenly changed his attention.

  The more she looked at Chen Fan, the more shocked she felt. Although it had been three years, she still had an impression of Chen Fan.

   "It's so similar!" Mu Yunshui guessed secretly.

  Chen Fan glanced at her coldly, and without saying a word, he turned around and killed the Western man in Jindan stage.

"Time is running out, use your killing move, and make a quick decision!" Chen Fan said in a deep voice, the **** aura of the bone sword in his hand exploded completely, although it could not be condensed into a blood-red skull like the real person Qingshui, it still existed. Powerful suction.

   This kind of suction power is greatly increased in the face of the same **** atmosphere.

Chen Fan slashed at the Western man with a sword, and in less than an instant, the blood mist outside the body of the powerful golden core man suddenly disintegrated, and was directly scattered by the sword. among the clouds.

"Bastard!" The Western man became furious. He planned to fight Lao Huangya and let four disciples in the late stage of foundation establishment drag Chen Fan to death. He never thought that all four disciples would be beheaded when they met face to face. There are no bones left!

   And now he is attacking by the two people in front of him, the blood mist on his body is getting less and less, and the bone sword is like a bottomless pit of greed, sucking his blood mist crazily.

   "Blood soul bath!"

The Western man no longer hesitated, roared, and decisively used his killing move. The Ren and Du veins on his body were suddenly infused with blood, and immediately his whole body mutated, his hands turned into a pair of wolf claws, extremely sharp, and his legs were Turned into leopard legs, strong and powerful.

This is a high-level monster that he had devoured in the past. The complex power of those bloodlines remained in his body, and he repeatedly refined and extracted the power, and also formed a half-human, half-demon body, but this obviously made him become stronger.

   "Die to me!"

  The western man roared loudly, manifesting leopard legs and wolf claws, with speed and attacking power, he directly chose to kill Chenfan.

  Chen Fan's face froze, and he put the bone sword in front of him. Although the blood cloud can restrain this blood, the opponent is always a genuine Jindan strongman, and his strength should not be underestimated, at least much stronger than the old woman who was seriously injured back then.

  Boom!

  The Western man's wolf paw fell directly on the bone sword, and a piece of blood was splattered out of it, splashing out of the bone sword. Chen Fan's figure was also shot several meters away at the same time.

   But at this time, Lao Huangya had already created several terrifying fairy sword formulas, and pressed strongly towards the western man. The intensive attack methods made him have no time to chase Chen Fan again.

And Chen Fan didn't keep it anymore, seized the opportunity, poured the majestic purple energy into the bone sword, hooked it with his soul, and immediately bit a finger, and after smearing it on the bone sword, the whole bone sword suddenly became violent. flutter.

   "Woo..."

   This is the sound of the bone sword. Its eerie sword sound is like a ghost crying or a baby ghost laughing, which makes people tremble and shudder.

   "The so-called magic cultivator is the same!" Chen Fan murmured to himself, condensed his two fingers, and the bone sword in his hand rose into the air, and a thick cloud of blood erupted again, floating above his head.

  He ran the sword formula again, replacing the spirit energy with the blood mist in the hall. The blood cloud instantly condensed into a huge vortex, and began to spin wildly, absorbing all the blood mist.

  The first thing to bear the brunt was naturally the blood mist outside the body of the western man. As if being attacked by a storm, the majestic blood mist was suddenly sucked away and merged into the blood cloud on Chen Fan's head.

  He couldn't condense the blood-red skull of the old woman, but he could use the "Four Elephants Secret Talisman" formation to follow the same pattern, changing the aura to **** aura, and everything took shape naturally.

"Bastard!" Feeling the passing of the **** aura in his body, the Western man finally became furious again, but this time, he was powerless. From the battle just now, he has used the **** aura all the time, including transforming wolf claws and leopard legs , and consumed a lot of his blood energy and spirit power.

At this moment, he is caught in a dilemma. If he restrains the blood, he will be pierced by Lao Huangya with ten thousand swords, but if it is a battle, his blood will be completely sucked up by the blood cloud vortex as soon as it gushes out. Don't show mercy.

At this moment, the Western man in the Jindan stage knew what it means to be weak-minded. He used to laugh at the monks in the Middle Earth, laughing at them for spending all their time on cultivating immortality, but the result was not as fast as he sucked blood, flesh, and essence, and his strength was so strong. Powerful, in just over a hundred years, he was able to step into the realm of the golden core stage and dominate one side.

   But now he realizes that he was wrong, a big mistake, the terrifying middle-earth monk, his strength far exceeds his imagination, a late foundation establishment, can almost fight him!

   Poof!

  At this time, Lao Huangya stabbed his shoulder with a sword, and a blood mist burst out, which was sucked away instantly, and even his wound began to be affected by the vortex, and the blood spurted like a column.

   "Fellow Daoist, stop here!" The western man began to make concessions.

   "Kill!" Chen Fan looked cold, and without giving him the slightest chance, he set off at the same time as Lao Huangya, raising his sword to attack.

   "Do you want to force me to destroy this temple?" The Western man roared angrily. A battle between the strong men of the Jindan stage could tear mountains and rivers apart, and he felt that this bronze temple would not be able to hold it.

  But the bald bird said with a smile: "Destroy it for him. If he can destroy it, the old man will kneel down for him."

"Ah, go to hell!" The Western man roared loudly, and he did not hesitate to blew his left hand, creating a thick blood mist. Before being sucked away by the vortex, he directly used a secret method to transform his upper body into a fierce tiger. Bite towards the oncoming Chen Fan.

   This is his most powerful blow, a terrifying blow at the expense of one of his arms.

   But Chen Fan didn't hide, he pulled out the sharp sword from the broken scabbard, stepped on the Nine Palace Steps, and rushed towards the Western man.

   "Boy, don't mess around!" Lao Huangya's face changed slightly, he didn't even want to take this blow hard, how could he take it in the late stage of foundation establishment?

   Not far away, Mu Yunshui was dressed in white, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at every movement of Chen Fan, finally a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

  (end of this chapter)