Chu Fan looked at the young man in purple robe who suddenly appeared. He had to say that the other person was wearing a lilac robe, a jade pendant hanging on his waist, a folding fan, and his hair was tied up with a hairpin made of some immortal material. With his slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes, he was indeed the character of the handsome character of Feng Shen. Even the sharp momentum that the man in purple robe intentionally or unintentionally showed, it could be seen that his strength would not be bad. Recommended: The new work of the master of Ear: "The Legend of Dian Jiao: Tianyue Dongfang" http://www./0_6/

But even so, Chu Fan still glanced at the handsome young monk speechlessly. He had seen many narcissistic guys, but the guy in front of him was as good as his face. It seemed that he had reached the perfect level of perfection.

Chu Fan smiled, pointed at himself, then pointed at the young man in purple robe, stretched his figure, and said with a little joyful smile: "To be honest, I have seen many narcissistic guys, but I have never seen you gild your face like this. Since you know who I am, I must have heard that I can kill Liuhe with one sword. In this way, I also want to tell you that you are indeed one of the most confident monks I have ever seen. Unfortunately, you met me."

The young man in purple robe smiled and was not in a hurry to do something. He just squinted his eyes, "That's how we can be considered a mutual appreciation, which is interesting."

Chu Fan sighed softly and gave a thumbs up, "Indeed, I just want to take advantage of the situation before. I'll give you a thumbs up, but you're so clear about my feet. Do you also report your own family first? People say that a real man will not die, and he will be famous if he dies."

"Well, how do you say it? You know, I'm a big tree that attracts wind. If you have any trouble, you'll have to ask me for trouble. If you missed your life today as a meeting gift, I'll point at someone else's nose and say to him, you're worthy of being arrogant in front of me. There was a guy named XXX who was killed by me. What do you think you are?"

Chu Fan smiled and said, "How is this? Is this statement bold enough? It will definitely make you famous in the future."

Seeing the young man in purple robe frown slightly, Chu Fan even laughed and joked: "What? Could it be that you have regarded me as a stepping stone? Is it true that you can eat me today?"

The young man in purple robe seemed to have not heard Chu Fan at all, and nodded softly, "If a real man doesn't die, he will be famous if he dies! This statement is good..."

Chu Fan rolled his eyes and thought to himself that you are quite mindful, and grinned, "How about it, do you want to sign up? I'll save you a lot of money and kill you like an ordinary kitten and dog in a while. Thanks."

The young man in purple robe laughed, put away the folding fan with a 'pop', and looked at Chu Fan with a squinted eyes, "Mu Zhixuan of Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

Chu Fan thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I know. I originally thought the garbage was from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect before, but it seems that it is not. Why? I heard that the first disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect is the guy named Mu Rui. What are you? Did Mu Qinglan assign you to follow me, or did you target me yourself and want me to have a fight and become famous in one fell swoop?"

Mu Zhixuan looked gloomy, but he laughed softly, "Mu Rui? Is it just a person who relies on his identity and power. He is also worthy of being the first disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Sect?"

Chu Fan knew what this sentence meant, nodded and smiled, "I understand, it's another conquest between the concubine and the legitimate son. It's okay, since you want to become famous, I will fulfill your wish. Such a great opportunity, I'll seize it well, it depends on whether you can take my move."

The young man in purple robe stopped talking, so he opened his hand and sacrificed a long light purple rainbow. The rainbow was as bright as light, emitting a vast pressure.

Chu Fan slowly raised his hand, the laws of his fingertips flowed, and he laughed softly, "The magical power 'bingkong'!"

Even though he believed that he would never be afraid of Chu Fan, Mu Zhixuan's pupils still shrank sharply when he saw Chu Fan expelling the "Ice Hour".

"The magical power 'Phantom'!"

Although Mu Zhixuan is also a half-step six-ray illusionist in the realm of cultivators, he is confident that he will never be worse than an ordinary six-ray illusionist in the realm of cultivators. When he felt the flash of ice in the void, he was not showing any weakness. The long purple rainbow in his hand also burst out of the air with a loud shout.

A long purple rainbow floated above the void, and suddenly a purple rainbow of tens of feet in the sky was lying across the sky. The purple murderous intent quickly spread, and the killing momentum of dozens of miles was like a surging clouds. At this moment, Chu Fan even saw a violent aura that was not weaker than his original killing pattern filled the world. Under the purple light and shadow, everything lost its vitality.

The breath of death, the intent of murderous intent, and the rolling and killing momentum seemed to form a substantial origin world, slowly rolling up a void that swept the entire world, condensed into a blade that would kill everything.

Chu Fan was slightly stunned. No wonder this guy dared to follow him. He even knew his strength and seemed so frivolous and casual. Chu Fan was sure that this guy called Mu Zhixuan, and this magical power was definitely not simple. If he had not met him, he would probably be any cultivator under the Six-Rare Illusion Tribulation Realm, once he was wrapped in this murderous world, it would not be a survivor.

With a bent finger, the crystal white cold plum blossom quietly bloomed. The original killing space around Chu Fan was like boiling water, like the wind and snow clearing, and it was instantly restored to clearing brightness. The previous terrifying purple murderous intent was like falling into extreme coldness, losing its source of power, and slowly dissipating.

The snow-white cold plums slowly fell from the nine days, like swaying petals. A seven-foot cold plum is carved from the billions of petals like ice-skinned jade bones, emitting an extremely rich and cold Taoist rhyme.

No matter how hot you are, all the cold plums are condensed, all the murderous intent are cold, all the cold are silent.

With a light tap, the sketch scroll, which was like ink splashing ink suddenly made a sudden crackling sound.

Knock the sky with a fragrant fragrance, and the universe will begin to clear and bright!

"No...how is it possible! How could you disperse my ancient sword intent? This is absolutely impossible..."

Under the purple rainbow, Mu Zhixuan's voice was hoarse and murmured to himself, his pupils contracted sharply, full of incredible fear. No matter how Chu Fan was against the will of heaven, he was just a fairyland of the Four Symbols and Illusion Tribulation. His magical power, "Phantom", is one of the ancient origin sword intents in the sword tomb.

Chu Fan's expression was calm, as if there was no wave in the ancient well, and there was no sign of sorrow and joy. The immortal essence and spiritual consciousness rushed to the seven-foot cold plum in the void. Although it seemed that his magical power "Bingkong" steadily suppressed the other party's purple rainbow, only Chu Fan knew that this momentum was like a bamboo shoot, but on the surface, the illusion that if it weren't for the magical power of "Bingkong" was originally the ancient Kaitian Chaos magical power, he was at a disadvantage now. Even so, the immortal essence and spiritual consciousness in his body seemed to have encountered a blazing volcano. Not only was it swept wildly by the "Bingkong", but it was also burned and evaporated by the killing force stimulated by the terrifying purple substance long rainbow.

The Dharma Realm of Mu Zhixuan's body began to collapse, and everything around was swept away by Bingkong and Zihong. The purple original sword intent exploded like a self-destruction. The cold plum blossoms scattered and fell into mud. Mu Zhixuan's body withered a little, and Chu Fan's face turned pale as well.

The purple rainbow is getting lighter and lighter, the seven-foot cold plum is becoming whiter and crystal clearer, and the breath of death between heaven and earth is becoming stronger and stronger.

"I lost..."

Mu Zhixuan's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling. He finally understood that no wonder Chu Fan was called the son of the chosen one.

In order to successfully kill Chu Fan, the major sects of the Heavenly God Palace had already planned all accidents when they released the news, and even claimed that only cultivators in the Five Elements Illusion Tribulation Realm could enter the secret realm, which was lowered by a large level. However, no one expected that the speed of cultivators who called Chu Fan's growth was beyond everyone's expectations.

"You can't kill me, I admit defeat..." Feeling the ice cold Taoist rhyme that was still shaking, one by one, one void crack was like a collapse of the sky and rolling across it from the eight directions of the world. The extreme ice cold sealed the entire void, Mu Zhixuan shouted in a deep voice.

He knew very well that once he was trapped by this magical power, even if he used secret techniques, it would be difficult for him to escape and survive. Even if he could escape a trace of the soul, his foundation would be greatly traumatized and even affect his future achievements.

Chu Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in purple robe who was trembling violently, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I have to say, you are very interesting. Not to mention whether you would let me go if you take the initiative, just because of the grudge between me and you Xiaoyao Sword Sect, do you think I will let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Chu Fan whispered: "I said before that since you want to become famous, I will give you the opportunity, so I have to pay a price."

Chu Fan smiled softly: "Huiji will be hurt. Although I don't know how you came out and the old man who came out of the meteor was related to me, but since he came, he had to leave his life as a gift for meeting, otherwise he would not be sincere enough, right?"

"KaKaKa..."

The cold plums of "Bingkong" completely exploded, the world was clear, and a murderous intent that destroyed all things swept out wildly.

"The origin of murderous intent 'Heaven and Earth Kill'! This is the origin of murderous intent..."

A despair arose in Mu Zhixuan's heart. He regretted not being guilty of coming alone, and even more regretted that he had despised this cultivator named Chu Fan. He was unwilling to give up. He also had to control the entire Xiaoyao Sword Sect, become the strongest man in the vast fairy world, and ascend to the Haotian Holy Realm...

He is still young, and he has become a powerful person in the Five Elements Illusion Tribulation Realm in just a few thousand years. He still has too many wishes to fulfill.

It is said that people have immortals and mortals, and the Tao has their own heights, but sometimes, some things must not go beyond the line. Even if it is just one step, there may be no more if.

A sky fire "Yunxing" was sacrificed by Chu Fan. If the sky curtain contracted and wrapped, I could only hear Mu Zhixuan screaming and his soul would be destroyed in the next moment.

Chu Fan raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth with a trace of backlash blood, and grinned and said, "Even Mu Zhixuan was destroyed by the uncle. What are you? Hey... This statement is good. I hope Mu Zhixuan's gimmick is big enough!"

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Mu Yunhai, as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, is even a powerful figure in the ten-threatening Illusion Tribulation Realm. He can even rank among the top ten in the entire Nine Nether Immortal Realm.

At this moment, Mu Yunhai was in the main hall of the sect, looking carelessly at the content of the flying sword conveyed by the Mingyuan Realm. He was about to pick up a cup of tea on the table, but his hands had not yet fallen on the tea cup, his face changed drastically. Then he lined up on the tea table. With a loud bang, the entire tea table turned into nothingness in an instant. At the same time, his expression was fierce. He suddenly stood up and shouted sternly: "Who dares to kill my Mu Yunhai's son?"

Although Mu Zhixuan was born to Mu Yunhai and his sect, Mu Zhixuan's status was not inferior to Mu Rui in his heart. If Mu Rui's matriarchy had not been too strong and too important to Xiaoyao Sword Sect, he even wanted to make Mu Zhixuan the young master of the sect.

But now, his most proud son, who had stepped into half a step in the six-light magical disaster fairyland in just a thousand years, was actually killed. How could he bear it?

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