Chapter 273 Killing you like a dog

"Brother!" Until Chen Jingjing threw herself into Chen Fan's arms and felt the warmth from this body, the hanging heart in her heart finally let go. The moment she rushed over, she was really scared, She was afraid that this was just a phantom, just a figure that kept appearing in her imagination as in the past three years.

   "Woo..." At this moment, she had countless questions, countless things, and countless grievances to talk about in her mind, but they all turned into tears and cries, as if she was telling these countless grievances and things.

  Chen Fan raised his arm, and after a slight pause in mid-air, it still landed on her back, patting her lightly.

   "Grow taller." After a long time, Chen Jingjing gradually stopped crying, and Chen Fan smiled lightly.

   "It's been three years, where have you been?" Chen Jingjing took a step back slightly, raised her head and looked at Chen Fan seriously, her eyes were a little red and swollen, but joy filled her eyes.

   "Let's talk about it later, let's go in first!" Chen Fan said calmly, while coldly sweeping towards several figures in the hall.

"kindness!"

  Chen Jingjing nodded obediently, without any objection, she knew that now was not the time for a long chat, at least half of the strong men in the hall were her brother's enemies.

"Actually, sister Wu Shuang brought me and Rumeng here this time. If it wasn't for her, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you so soon." Chen Jingjing and Chen Fan turned and walked towards the main hall. Fortunately, I listened to Zhang Rumeng's advice and came to the Immortal Feast.

   "En!" Chen Fan paused for a moment, then nodded, remembering that beautiful woman back then.

  Looking up, he saw Shen Wushuang's familiar face, still as beautiful as a fairy.

  He nodded slightly to Shen Wushuang, and immediately stepped forward. The moment he stepped into the hall, the whole hall seemed extremely silent, terrifyingly quiet!

  Everyone stared at him one after another, with complicated eyes, good and bad!

   Among them, Wan Jianzong, Zeng Rong and others have the coldest eyes, with malicious intentions!

   "Brother Chen Fan!" A silver bell's joyful voice came, Zhang Rumeng wiped away the tears on his face, smiled, and ran towards him.

  But at this time, a cold reprimand suddenly came from the high platform.

   "Bastard!"

   "Are you still alive?"

  A strong Jindan stage suddenly stood up. She was dressed in white, with gray hair all over her head. She opened her angry eyes, and a mountain-like coercion suddenly came towards Chen Fan.

  Chen Fan's face turned cold, he could bear this pressure, but Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng next to him couldn't bear it, and they would be crushed into serious injuries in an instant!

   "Hmph, nirvana!"

  He snorted coldly, and the Nirvana Sword Intent suddenly gushed out of his body, condensed into a shape, and confronted this Jindan strongman forcefully. From the logo on his clothing, Chen Fan recognized that the gray-haired old woman was the elder of Wan Jianzong.

  Boom!

  With a muffled sound, Chen Fan's invisible giant sword collided violently with the coercion of the old woman, and it exploded into a ripple in mid-air, and the two were also shocked back a step at the same time.

  But everyone in the hall only felt a hurricane blowing over their cheeks, and did not suffer any substantial damage, because this was just a spiritual contest between Chen Fan and the old woman.

   "En?" The gray-haired old woman frowned, and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi in surprise, feeling a little shocked in her heart, Chen Fan's spirit was as good as hers.

   It wasn't just her who was surprised, several other elders also showed a trace of solemnity on their faces. Chen Fan's growth was really too fast, beyond their expectations.

   What made him even more puzzled was how Chen Fan survived back then, and the frozen corpse, which was obviously his real person, why was he reborn?

  Lao Huangya sat in his seat with a smile on his face, winking vigorously at Chen Fan, with the mentality of an old naughty boy.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving. Even if it's the body of the Heavenly Court, I'll kill it first, as an interest." The gray-haired old woman said coldly, a monstrous murderous intent suddenly rose, and Chen Fan had no intention of killing Wan Jianzong. Said to be the mortal enemy, not only killed countless disciples of them, but also defeated the first disciple of Wanjianzong, and what's more serious, even the death of the young sect master was related to him.

   This is already a deadly enmity and cannot be resolved.

   But to Chen Fan, it doesn't matter, if the death feud cannot be resolved, then kill as many as you want, until he gets angry, he will go to the Ten Thousand Swordsman to reap it himself.

  Even the gray-haired old woman in front of him, he can have no fear at all. One against one, he is not necessarily incapable of fighting.

The other Jindan strongmen will definitely not make a move, because it is already disrespectful for a Jindan stage to attack a junior in the late foundation establishment stage. If the two of them work together to deal with him, they will be ridiculed by the world, especially in such a special case. days.

  Chen Fan was fearless, holding the hilt of the sharp sword tightly with five fingers, and looked at the gray-haired old woman with a cold expression.

   "It's a pity, your golden elixir is no longer useful to me! It's useless to take it over." Chen Fan shook his head slightly, and said in a cold voice.

   After saying this, all the monks in the audience were in an uproar. Chen Fan really wants to fight Jin Danqi? Is this possible?

"Hmph, what's the use of sharp teeth? After I kill you, sooner or later I will find your real body and end your dog's life myself." The gray-haired old woman said viciously, and waved her palm lightly. Suddenly, ten flying swords condensed with spiritual energy appeared behind him, flickering with electric lights, floating in mid-air, ready to go.

"Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!" Chen Fan replied coldly, the sharp sword in his hand was unsheathed with a "clank", and a burst of purple-gold rich true energy suddenly gushed out, the majestic Burning Heaven Sword Qi condensed, and then transformed into Countless sword shadows formed a purple-gold sun in front of him.

   "It's so powerful, and it's also in the late stage of foundation establishment, why do I have a fear of kneeling down." An ordinary-looking young genius changed his face and said to himself in shock.

   "This feeling has only been experienced by the seniors of the Golden Core Stage. Could it be that Chen Fan's realm is infinitely close to the Golden Core Stage?"

   "What happened in the past three years, he became so powerful, and this familiar sword energy seems familiar..." Shen Wushuang's beautiful eyes flashed a ray of light, looking at Chen Fan's back and whispering in a daze.

  Suddenly, the figure of the middle-aged man with the bald bird who saved her life suddenly appeared in her mind.

   "So it was really you at that time..." Shen Wushuang guessed something, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  But soon, this smile didn't last a breath, and it froze quickly.

"Bald-haired birds and beasts, the young demon king with a handsome face...Chen Fan." She was shocked in her heart, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly realized that Chen Fan's identity was more than that simple, the boy who became famous in the West against the sky The Demon King, probably also him.

  (end of this chapter)