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Before it was approaching, a bloody smell came, causing Chu Fan to frown slightly.

If you only look outside the canyon, the canyon where Wuhen Sect is located is a Feng Shui treasure land. There is a huge lake outside the canyon, two long rivers like Bailian are surrounding the valley, crossing a vast wilderness and gathering in the huge lake.

Surrounded by green mountains, the atmosphere of fairy spirit is not strong, but it is not thin.

However, at this moment, the two white exercises were filled with blood bubbles from time to time, which made them feel like a great despair.

Such a fertile land was ruined like this. Chu Fan looked sideways and shook his head, as if he saw a young pretty lady being stripped naked by a group of big men, and was ravaged. It was a beast!

Xiao Cai also stared at the messy and bloody long river canyon in front of him, his eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.

Chu Fan swept away his divine thoughts, frowned, and anger suddenly arose in his heart. In the divine thoughts, countless monks were killed by a sword, countless young women were stripped naked and wanted to be in the blue sky and the sun. The entire canyon was in a mess, with broken arms and broken limbs, and extremely ferocious blood.

What made Chu Fan even more angry was that among the slaughterers, Hao Ran had many disciples wearing the costumes of Wuhen Sect, screaming and shrill screaming were mixed together, and they kept echoing in Chu Fan's mind.

Your mother Xipi, although I am also bloodthirsty, and even kill people more ruthless than you beasts, I know who should be killed and who should not be killed.

Although Chu Fan did not have the idea of ​​being sad and pitying the heavens, killing people is killing people. What is your fucking thing under the blue sky and the sun? Those dogs who are not able to tie chickens and even those who are not enough to accept the spirit realm are still considered human beings? This is the reason for killing weeds and roots, but those serious disciples are not core figures of the sect, nor are they disciples of the Wuhen clan. Isn’t there any saying that the tree falls and scatters are scattered? You just crush them into meat paste, and don’t let anyone go?

A sense of anger arose in his heart. Chu Fan frowned and looked back at Xiao Cai, "You gather the surviving disciples of the sect in one place. I will deal with all the rebellious invaders."

"Ah..." Xiao Cai was stunned, his heart trembled, and he bowed to Chu Fan, "I'm obeying the order, thank you Mr. Chu for taking action."

In dozens of breaths, Chu Fan's divine thoughts had covered the valley with dozens of miles. He clearly saw that many cultivators in Wuhen Sect were ruthlessly killed, and many women were wantonly humiliated. His figure flashed and suddenly disappeared.

In the canyon, water patterns exploded like ripples on the lake. Chu Fan's figure had been stimulated to the extreme, with sword shadows scattered and fingerprints flashing.

All the monks under the Divine Infant Realm were killed with one sword.

The wind moves, and the sword shadows swept like the sky.

In a short time, dozens of slaughterers were killed by Chu Fan without mercy. The rebel disciples finally found something wrong and immediately showed a hint of panic.

The ability to easily kill the Star Sea cultivator is at least a strong man who has reached the peak of the Divine Infant. The strongest monk who came to Luohong Sect is only a late-stage Divine Infant cultivator.

Since Chu Fan had become a murderous intention, he could not tolerate any of these rebels who survived by chance. He turned into broad daylight and killed the maid disciples without any ability to fight back, or even some young children. Is your mother doing this? Even if he was a demon in his previous life, he had never treated her like this before robbing her. At the very least, he would be a reason before he was intimidated. The same thing is, is it not sweet? This is the truth.

Half a stick of incense was seen, and only water patterns were broken in the void. Hundreds of rebel monks were killed. A strong man with a burly face and a sturdy face stood opposite Chu Fan with an ugly face.

"Fellow Taoist, you interfere in the affairs of my Luohong Sect for no reason. Do you want to give me an explanation?" The strong bearded man stared at Chu Fan and said coldly.

Although he was very afraid of the young man in front of him, Wei Xiong could not weaken his momentum. He had already seen that the young man in front of him was only in the early stage of the Divine Infant cultivation, which was one level worse than himself. Even if he was not an opponent, he did not believe that the other party could do anything to him.

Besides, Luohong Sect is a dignified six-star sect, and even has the supreme elder in the middle stage of reincarnation. How could he be afraid of the little guy in front of him?

Chu Fan sarcastically said, "It seems that you are the leader of Luohong Sect. I will tell you today. With this young master here for a day, you Luohong Sect will not even be bullshit. Come and kill one, and come and kill one pair. If you really don't have eyes, I will be unhappy. I don't mind visiting your bullshit Luohong Sect one day."

"You..." The strong-bearded man was furious.

Before Chu Fan could finish his words, the hilt of the blue-patterned sword had already been sacrificed, "You, you, you, you are numb..."

Thousands of sword patterns suddenly formed a sky curtain, covering a hundred feet of space, rolling wildly towards the bearded man. At the same time, Xiaoxuan's sword marks brought a slight wind mark that was undetectable and galloped away.

The void around was rustling, like waves rolling up in the sky, and the sword patterns were extremely dazzling.

Seeing that the other party dared to attack him unscrupulously, the strong-bearded man knew that he could not avoid the battle. Zhang Shu blasted out with a huge dark axe.

The giant axe brought out a gloomy and fierce murderous intent like a tombstone, and instantly rolled up rows of axe shadows. Each axe shadow turned into a radiant curtain of more than ten feet in a radiant curtain, forming a majestic line, and blasted with Chu Fan's sword marks on the sky curtain, causing a violent explosion.

The surviving monks of Wuhen Sect did not care about the severe pain of tearing and retreated crazily. Such a terrifying battle, once they were swept in, they would be in an instant.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

The rolled together axe patterns and sword curtain exploded into terrifying whirlpools of air, stirring pieces of gravel into powder.

Chu Fan was slightly stunned. The guy's axe shadow was a bit strange, and it actually had a torn vortex power. It was obviously weaker than his Tiangu sword pattern, but it still tore countless gaps into the Tiangu.

"No wonder I dare to come to my Wuhen Sect to be arrogant. I am indeed capable." Chu Fan snorted coldly, and the setting sun in the long river had already set. At the same time, a trace of blood was shot in the air. Xiao Zheng brought a shocking blood groove on the chest of the bearded man.

"How dare you attack..." A blood arrow spurted out, and Wei Xiong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. At the same time, a cold sweat surged along his back like a spring, and he saw a terrifying rainbow soaring into the air.

Under the long rainbow is a sea of ​​sand, with fine sand floating, making a trace of confusion appear in front of you. People are at the end of the world, and the scorching sun has set.

"The magical power of artistic conception?...No, how could you have the magical power of artistic conception in the early stage of the Divine Infant?" A trace of sadness rose from the bottom of his heart, making him suddenly dazed. In a sense of despair, he couldn't help but murmur, and then he saw a long river submerging himself.

The long river enters the sea of ​​sand, and the scorching sun turns into the sunset.

The sword rainbow disappeared, and the bearded man had disappeared, and there was only a hundred-foot-meter-long gully standing in front of him like a chasm.

In a short time, a mid-stage divine infant cultivator Lian's soul failed to overflow and was directly killed by Chu Fan.

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The Nine Netherworld Immortal Realm.

The Immortal City of Yanxue, the Mingyuan Realm.

Yanxue Fairy City is only a hundred miles in a radius, but there is a strange phenomenon, with the central axis of the fairy city as the boundary. To the east of the fairy city, the scorching sun is soaring like fire. To the west of the fairy city, the ice and snow are connected all year round, and the frost is like a waterfall. Therefore, Yanxue Fairy City has a concise name, called Ice and Fire City.

Outside the Ice and Fire City, there is a moat called Wenjiang, which is in line with the Immortal City. The river in the east of the city is as red as magma, and the river in the west of the city is like ice crystals and fireflies.

Outside the fairy city, on the banks of Wenjiang River, there is a restaurant called Wenjiang Restaurant.

Today, the business of Wenjiang Restaurant does not seem to be booming, with only three or five tables of guests in a radius of a hundred feet.

Three or five rough men sat at one table, with their breasts exposed and their flesh reborn. A jar of strong wine poured straight into their mouths like white water. With the generous gurgling sound, you can see the throat and chest rolling like mountains. Each man hung a rough storage bag around his waist, and a long knife and copper hammer was placed next to it.

The other table is much gentler and elegant. Although it has a sharp aura all over, its air is much more stable than those strong men.

A young man in gray was sitting alone on a table at the corner. He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. His sword eyebrows were flying slanted and his eyes were sharp and cold. His face was clear and angular, but his face was filled with a sense of wind and frost. Especially the young man's left arm was broken and his gray sleeves were hanging loosely, which made people sigh, and his handsomeness was a little lacking.

The young man in gray clothes looked calm and sat quietly at the table and drank wine leisurely. A breeze blew from outside the door, rolled up the curtains and jingled, like a crisp song, with a unique flavor in his ears.

But the good times were not long, and a violent explosion came, and the entire restaurant trembled three times. Then a white-haired old man laughed and fell into the restaurant.

The old man with white hair looked gloomy and stepped into the restaurant and laughed loudly, then shouted wildly, "Hou Qian Lao Man comes out for me, otherwise grandpa will demolish your restaurant today."

After saying something unhappy, he turned around and glanced around the restaurant, shouting coldly: "Just a few little ants drink here, hurry up and get out of here, so as not to send you a few of you to waste your grandfather's energy when you see the King of Hell."

A hoarse voice sounded in the restaurant, "I haven't seen the Eagle King's temper soared. My small business can't stand the troubles of your old man."

The old man Yin Zhi, known as the Eagle King, laughed and chose a table to sit down casually. "Whether toss or not, it depends on whether I am happy with grandpa. If I can take out the best ice and fire wine today, I will not be as good as you when I am happy."

The hoarse voice had a bitter smile, "Oh, it's a coincidence today. The pot of ice and fire wine I just brewed was just given to this young master. Look at Eagle King..."

Before the hunchbacked old man walking downstairs finished speaking, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the old man Yinzhi, but then he laughed loudly and said, "Good boy, even grandpa dares to grab the specific ice and fire wine. If you can hold on with grandpa for ten breaths, grandpa will accept it today, otherwise I will not throw you to Wenjiang and feed the fish."

Several strong men in the inn felt the terrifying aura of the old man Yinqi, and knew something was wrong, so they carefully slipped out. The old man hunched finally walked from upstairs to the hall, with a wry smile on his face and said, "Eagle King, look, this is wrong with me today. If I don't know, I will make two more pots for you next time."

The old man Yin Zhi snorted coldly, "If you brew two pots for me today, it would be almost the same, otherwise grandpa would demolish your restaurant today."

The old man with a hunchback smiled miserably, and his voice was indeed much more dull, "Why! You can't get along with anyone, you have to provoke Shura, kill tens of people with one sword, blood stained the city of ice and fire, hey..."

After saying that, the hunchbacked old man turned around and walked upstairs again.

The old man Yinzhi frowned slightly, and the cold light in his eyes surged. He looked at the broken-armed young man sitting alone in the corner, "Who are you?"

The young man with broken arms finally slowly raised his head, his cheeks were still handsome, he glanced at the old man Yinzhi and said slowly, "Bai Xuan!"

"Shura Baixuan?"

"You..." The old man Yin Qi's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately calmed down and laughed, "No wonder he has such a temperament. It seems that I and the young master are quite destined to be together."

"I don't know you well, and I won't have a good relationship."

After a glass of wine, Bai Xuan slowly stood up and a three-foot blood-colored sword had been sacrificed!

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