Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! In Long Batian's view, as long as Chu Fan's water spirit field reveals even a little flaw, he can seize the opportunity and directly cut off Chu Fan's qi circulation with one knife, and even completely defeat this ignorant boy.m.

But what made Long Batian feel awe-inspiring was that after Chu Fanxiao practiced, when his figure soared into the air, the void water patterns turned like turning the world, forming a water killing world. The terrifying water spirit charm condensed into a breath that made his mind tremble, and invaded his body.

The sword light bursts out with billions of sword flowers, squeezing the space around the body to the extreme, forcing it to roll it together with the Void Water Spirit, striving to be airtight.

Chu Fan, who had always looked stern, finally became frightened when he saw the other party's expression. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the blood slowly overflowed.

The index finger of the left hand pointed out again, breaking the cycle of reincarnation with one finger!

With one finger of the cycle of reincarnation, he splits the opponent's sword energy that cannot be poured into the opponent's body, and strives to invade the water spirit's murderous intent. Such murderous intent is definitely impossible for Long Batian, who consumes little immortal energy in his body, to easily block it.

But the next moment, Chu Fan grinned and showed a sneer. Several magic blade patterns had condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The magic blade pattern merges with the original murderous intent around it for several miles and hides invisible.

Long Batian's body twisted and moved upwards, pulled himself out and slashed on the golden fingerprint. The terrifying immortal essence backfires, the two people who had spent most of the day rolling and pain in their chests. They both trembled and shook for a few shaking.

Chu Fan retreated, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and sneered in his heart. Thanks to the continuous circulation of the innate Taoist Technique, he always extracted the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use, and at the same time, he derived most of the backlash power that invaded his body. After dozens of steps, he was not seriously injured.

After a long period of consumption, even Long Batian, who was unable to sit in the hall and supported the war, finally felt a real crisis.

Chu Fan planned to start to work hard to consume his life. The innate Taoist Technique was endless, and the Divine Infant Realm could be like a reincarnation monk in spring, and the spring breeze was blown again. Now the Qiankun Realm has formed a great cycle of the world at all times, achieving the use of the innate spiritual energy of heaven and earth for its own use.

The Chengying Fairy Sword was tightly held in his right hand, and the light had been completely curled.

Chu Fan's rose petals withered and resurrected, floating up and down.

Long Batian looked solemn, and he slashed at the finger of the cycle of reincarnation. There was a loophole in the Yuanling Dharma Images of the body. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood and was about to force out a wisp of water spirit that invaded his body.

The water spirit enters the body, and it can be said that the dragon and snake are like the sea.

An indescribable smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth.

Without spitting out the word "water crack", Long Batian, who had originally had a pale face, suddenly spitted blood, and his body was weirdly twisted in the void and fell down with a bang.

I felt that my mind was swept by thousands of blades, and it was so painful that I felt in chaos.

After a long fierce battle, the immortal energy in Long Batian's body had already been consumed, and the Yuan Ling magic image was also extracted by the water spirit with one finger and was destroyed. The water spirit Taoist rhyme was condensed again, and it was far less powerful than the previous one.

With one finger, the water pattern invaded the body and disturbed the mind. The spiritual blade pattern hidden in the origin of the void was taken advantage of the situation. Everything was linked together, which was also a fatal blow to a nearly exhausted Yuanling strongman.

Two lives have been human, but the previous life seems like a dream. In the dream, the man named Ling Yuntian killed all the people in the world with his sword, but no one knew that the demon who is famous for changing color had a wound in his heart, and only a pair of big hands can heal it. In this life, who dares to take away these dreams around him? When the sky falls, I will also be the world, give it all, and stand in front.

Chu Fan is not a zealous person in ancient Taoism. He doesn’t have so much brightness in his heart, but he is so petty and cold, so he wants to keep his own things in his heart no matter how he dares to covet a little bit, and I will teach you not to be reincarnated.

Before leaving, Sister Sixian looked back, her eyes were not a stunning smile, but a tears of hope. A sentence was rooted in Chu Fan's heart: "I believe in you!"

Chu Fan's heart was indescribable, and he grinned and slowly closed his eyes.

The world is silent, Sister Sixian believes, and Girl Xiaoran believes, and at this moment, there is someone behind him. If he retreats and loses, how can he still believe it?

The eyes were slightly closed, and the world was silent, and endless darkness surged, as if the thoughts were reincarnated.

Youyou took a breath and opened her eyes again.

The water spirit has dispersed and the immortals have all been silent.

Long Batian's face was pale and he had already fallen to the ground and could not afford to take it.

The water spirit comes out and kill the Yuan spirit!

Chu Fan's hands trembled slightly, but the blue-patterned fairy sword kept ringing.

Looking at Long Batian, who was crushed by the magic blade pattern and his vitality was scattered, Chu Fan raised his hand to capture the ring on his finger, and then threw out a ball of flame to turn the corpse into ashes.

Chu Fan had no expression on his face, and then he looked up at the dozen other people thousands of feet away. He saw one of the dozens of people left behind, one of the late Qiankun cultivators walked out, and his voice hoarse: "Leave Long Batian's ring and you can leave."

Chu Fan looked at the dozen people indifferently, but did not make a sound, but his pupils narrowed slightly, and his expression became more gloomy and solemn.

Even with the innate Taoist Technique to restore the immortal energy, the consumption in this battle made Chu Fan unable to speak, and outsiders could not imagine how much Chu Fan paid to kill the famous Yuanling powerhouse Long Batian in the early stage of Qiankun.

All magical powers were not retained at all. With Jiuli Zhong and Zhan Lei, some sword skills in the sky curtain were worn out for a long time. They integrated into the Qiankun realm with the Rose Realm, and then overlapped the sword intent realm, which even merged with the original murderous intent, and finally burned countless years of life spanning a finger of the water spirit.

Seeing the magnificent and magnificent battle, Chu Fan was not just as simple as burning the essence and blood immortal essence? Otherwise, even with his profound immortal essence spirit, he would not be able to persevere. Or if he had not had his solid foundation and could support his own waste and squander, he would have died at this moment.

"What do you think about it yourself? Actually, you and I know that even if you fight Long Batian, even if you seem to win without any suspense, you are already at the end of your strength at this moment. We are not very interested in the woman behind you. As long as you leave Long Batian's ring, I promise to let you go."

Chu Fan grinned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but said calmly: "How credible are your words? Or can you represent the people behind you?"

The late-stage monk of Qiankun said calmly: "I can't guarantee whether they will chase you next, but I can guarantee that I can help you block half of the incense stick."

The other dozen people behind the late Qiankun cultivator did not speak. Chu Fan looked up and asked, "Believe it or not, it is not difficult to bring you all to bury them?"

The late-stage monks of Qiankun put on their own, spread their hands and smiled, and sarcastic smiles appeared on the corner of their mouths. Chu Fan's ability to kill Long Batian did shock them, but it was precisely because they knew Long Batian's strength that they concluded that Chu Fan must have reached the point of exhaustion at this moment.

Chengying, the immortal sword in Chu Fan's hand, did not put away, but looked at the late-stage monk of Qiankun, and also grinned: "There has never been an opportunistic person in the world who can live long. If I retreat at this moment, I will not say that the immortal energy I mentioned collapses, and it is very likely that I will not be able to recover for several days. Then, even your last fight will be gone. Do you think I will do such an unprofitable deal? Or do you think I am a young boy who has just entered the world and has never seen the world?"

The late-stage monk of Qiankun suddenly burst into laughter, not embarrassed to see Chu Fan through their plan, but just nodded slightly.

Chu Fan sighed, but the innate Taoist Technique in his body did not stop for a moment. Apart from the two Qiankun monks, Chu Fan, the remaining reincarnation monks, did not take it seriously. Even though he was severely injured, the lean camel was bigger than a horse.

The surrounding immortal energy waves had long dissipated, only the ravines and gravels under their feet were still showing the tragic tragedy of the previous battle. The mountain walls on both sides of the canyon had long turned into powder. Before Chu Fan moved, the dozens of monks did not move, and the atmosphere was extremely strange for a moment.

Chu Fan did not move because he was not sure that he could easily kill more than a dozen people next.

More than a dozen people did not move because the immortal aura raised around Chu Fan was always swelling and there was no sign of disintegration.

After another stick of incense, the late-stage monk of Qiankun finally couldn't hold back his anger and chuckled: "Young Master Chu is so brave. You can still exert such momentum in a battle with Long Batian. Xu Zheng admired it. But you forced this tone but dare not let it go. It will not benefit you at all. If you continue like this, not to mention that your foundation will be damaged, at least it will cause your foundation to dissipate a lot. You dare not take action for a stick of incense, but it shows that your injuries are obviously not light."

Perhaps because he was really irritated, the late-stage monk of Qiankun frowned and continued: "As long as you hand over Long Batian's ring, I promise not to chase you and help you block the incense stick of these people behind you. Otherwise, once we take action, we will have a fight that will never end. Depending on your current situation, you may not have a chance of winning."

Chu Fan said in a plain tone: "Whether you have a chance to win, you can try it out, you don't have to spend any more time trying to test it here."

The monk named Xu Zheng said, "We naturally know your ability if you can kill Long Batian. There is no need to take this risk. However, if you have such a serious injury, it depends on how long you can hold on if you don't heal."

Chu Fan smiled and asked, "How do you feel that my energy is better than before?"

Xu Zheng was slightly stunned, frowned for a moment, and laughed and said, "Young Master Chu, Mr. Chu, why bother to force your immortal energy?"

Chu Fan also laughed, "It's not hard, but I welcome you to come forward and try it at any time."

The man who called Xu Zheng fell into silence.

Chu Fan's hand suddenly turned a firefly and said in a low voice: "If you leave here, I think you have never intercepted me, and naturally I will not come to you in the future. If not, I will not die today, and you will consider your future consequences."

"You are a threat to us"

"As you want."

"Do you really think you can kill all fifteen of us in your current state?"

"Not sure, but I'm sure you will die."

Xu Zheng laughed, "Since that's the case, Xu naturally won't make things boring, there will be a time later."

Chu Fan laughed.

Long Batian has been circling the Bailing Reef Island for tens of thousands of years, intercepting countless cultivators. How can the accumulated treasures reach? Even cultivators in the Nirvana Realm are afraid of being jealous. How could Xu Zheng really give up when facing a severely damaged Chu Fan?

He took a step forward, turned around to do things, and gave a wink at the dozens of people behind him, and suddenly the realm of the universe burst out.

Long Batian has accumulated fortune for thousands of years. Compared with the same severely damaged early-stage monk in Qiankun, what are the unacceptable doubts?

When more than a dozen people saw Xu Zheng taking action, they immediately sacrificed magic weapons and bombarded Chu Fan without reservation.

In an instant, Chu Fan sneered, and suddenly countless patterns rose with his hands, and spiritual patterns!

"Soul-taking and bloodthirsty formation!" Chu Fan laughed softly.

How long does it take for a level 6 spiritual array master?

The wind and clouds of the world changed color. The thousands of feet of canyon that had been razed to the ground immediately had sword intent, and a level six-level trap and killing formation closed in an instant.

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ps: Second update! Here is here today, good night!

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