Sword Slaying The Heavens

In an instant, in the entire Hanbaiyu Square on the Ninth Peak of Shushan Mountain, everyone's expressions changed drastically, ranging from shock to excitement, even beyond belief. A name popped up in their minds—Chen Fan!

Decades ago, the young sword cultivator who first stepped into the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and then destroyed the Immortal Sect has now returned!

Many people once said that he went to the Immortal Realm, but now it seems that he went to a place called Daxiu Immortal Realm, where he became famous in one fell swoop and achieved incomparably great achievements, but now, he has come back!

Many monks who had revered Chen Fan in the past are now full of excitement and excitement!

Chen Jingjing, Zhang Rumeng and the others were also full of surprises. There was a kind of disbelief and shock like waking up from a dream. For ten years, there was no news from Chen Fan. They even speculated whether something happened to Chen Fan. But now, everything is clear, Chen Fan is not dead, and he is back!

There was only one woman who was trembling, stunned, and even showing a trace of panic. The murderous intent emanating from Chen Fan made her feel guilty to the extreme. Su Ziyue still remembered that Chen Fan sneaked into Shushan decades ago. She waited a long time for the scene where she was about to be killed, but she never dared to show up!

The people at the gate of hell were also taken aback for a moment. Immediately after seeing Chen Fan's face and his cultivation strength, the leader in the early stage of refining gods smiled very happily, and stared at Chen Fan with sympathetic eyes.

"Chen Fan, where do you have the courage to appear in front of us? After so many years, you are only in the late Yuanying stage. It seems that even the elders in the sect don't need to be alarmed, and I can easily deal with you!" Qiao Chu shook his head and chuckled, but did not put Chen Fan in his eyes.

When Chen Jingjing and the others heard this, the smiles on their faces gradually froze.

Chen Fan is already in the late stage of Nascent Soul, but...

If it were before seeing the people from Hell Gate, everyone here would be shocked by Chen Fan's realm, but now, the glimmer of hope that many people had just ignited has been extinguished!

The other party has six terrifying existences in the late stage of refining gods, and now, it is enough for the Ninth Peak to only have one disciple of the gate of hell in the early stages of refining gods. In their opinion, the late Yuanying stage cannot be an opponent in the early stage of refining gods , not to mention that there are several Nascent Soul stage monks on the other side.

In the crowd, when Su Ziyue saw this scene, the panic on her face eased slightly, and she said to herself coldly: "So what about the Nascent Soul stage, at the Gate of Hell, they are just considered as ordinary disciples."

Someone also lowered his head and murmured, "I thought I could be saved because of it, but I didn't expect it to be... Sigh, it seems that the only way to survive is to go to the gate of hell!"

"Who are you?" Just as many people had complicated expressions,

While shaking his head and sighing, Chen Fan suddenly spoke, his expression was very indifferent, and he looked at the leader of the gate of hell coldly and said.

At the same time, he walked slowly towards Chen Jingjing, ignoring all the people at the gate of hell as if they were air.

This kind of momentum makes people feel oppressed. Several Nascent Soul stage disciples of Hell Gate showed strange expressions. They are also in the late Nascent Soul stage. Why is there such a big gap?

And after hearing Chen Fan's words, that leader almost laughed angrily, obviously he was pissed off.

"You don't even know me? You're really ignorant, I am the Asura of the Hell Gate!" The leader sneered, and said his name, with a smug look on his face, as if he wanted to see Chen Fan's shock with panic.

But Xiu Luozi was still disappointed, Chen Fan still didn't have any fluctuations in his expression, his face was extremely indifferent, when he walked towards Chen Jingjing, he happened to pass by Xiu Luozi.

I saw his footsteps paused slightly, then shook his head lightly, and said three words in a voice as cold as ice: "I have never heard of it!" Then he walked directly to Chen Jingjing's side.

"I'm late! I'm sorry!" Chen Fan stretched out his palm and slightly touched Chen Jingjing's head.

"It's not too late, brother, we all miss you so much!" Chen Jingjing finally couldn't stop crying, she hugged Chen Fan and cried bitterly, crying out all the grievances she had suffered in the past few years.

Chen Fan didn't speak, just stood there quietly waiting for her to recover. He is not in a hurry, he can easily take down these people here, while Duguhan and Bald Bird diverted to deal with the hell gate powerhouses in the late stage of god-refinement on Mount Shu. Chen Fan came alone. Huaibaoshu and Zhanzu's fused scabbard are not afraid of anyone at all!

But the people at the gate of hell couldn't sit still after all. Just kidding, how dare a mere late Nascent Soul dare to ignore them in front of them and want to stage a touching family drama?

"Junior Brothers, teach this person a good lesson. After imprisoning his cultivation, let him open his eyes and watch how we treat her sister like a cauldron." Shu Luozi gave an order with a cold grin in his eyes.

In fact, he is not a fool. He knows Chen Fan's body treasures well. He knows that Chen Fan was able to fight against the early Yuanying stage with the late stage of the golden core, and he may also fight against the early stage of the refining god with the late stage of the Nascent Soul. But Shurazi is still fearless. Because he has what he considers to be the trump card of the Hell Gate Art - Underworld Fire Sacrifice Art!

And he has planned everything, if he is no match for Chen Fan, he can still send a signal to summon the nearby elders of the late stage of refining gods to come.

So he decided to ask his juniors to test the opponent first, and he would wait for the opportunity to activate the underworld fire sacrifice technique at the right time, trying to kill Chen Fan with one blow and seize the treasure technique!

The few disciples of the Hell Gate in the Nascent Soul Stage did not have as many disciples as Shurazi thought. From their point of view, their Hellgate was good at sneak killing, and the chances of winning with a few people attacking Chen Fan alone were too great. The moment they landed, several people sneered almost at the same time, and then their figures quietly blurred from their original places and directly disappeared into the void!

This movement method is very similar to Jiugongbu, but compared with Jiugongbu, Hell Gate's movement method is even more mysterious. It can be completely silent, and it can even escape thousands of miles after a single blow. This is true. killer assassin.

"Jingjing, stand next to me!" Chen Fan patted Chen Jingjing's shoulder lightly, pulled her to his side, and said in a low voice.

At the same time, the position between his brows is already bright and bright, with a white glow as blazing as the sun, like a god, with the opening of the Celestial Eye, Hao Ran can clearly see the traces of those Nascent Soul Stage Hell Gate disciples Chu.

These killers have all been trained and know how to restrain their killing intent. Standing in the square, Chen Jingjing didn't feel any sense of danger at all, but she didn't know that a fiery red dagger was quietly approaching the back of her head!

It was a late Nascent Soul cultivator with a very powerful way of stealth killing. The fiery red dagger in his hand was like a magma stone grabbed from a volcano, emitting a burst of hot and majestic energy. It was definitely an existence of Lingbao level!

But all his actions were clearly seen by Chen Fan's celestial eye technique.

Zheng!

The moment the dagger approached Chen Jingjing, Chen Fan's face turned cold, and he swung his big hand out suddenly. With invisible force, he pulled up the sharp sword nailed to the ground, and flew into his palm. The black flame instantly clung to the entire sharp sword.

"Break!" Chen Fan said calmly and calmly, the sharp sword in his hand suddenly slashed towards the void behind Chen Jingjing, with terrifying force, the blazing light shone, and with a snort, even the void Torn apart.

[Wish you all a happy Lantern Festival! 】