Great Heaven Sovereign

"Vertical son, you dare to kill my crown prince!" Chen Ziwei was so angry that she burst into cold light in her eyes. Her figure moved suddenly and came close to her. Moreover, the long sword in his hand was also shining, flashing cold light, as if he was bloodthirsty.

Yang Fan's voice and color didn't move, his face didn't change, and his eyes still didn't open.

"Xiaobai, stick to 100% interest!" Yang Fan said.

"Good!" Said the chalk gloomily.

Yang fan can't break through without opening her eyes. Then his strength cannot be improved, so now he is still the cultivation of Rendan in the later stage. Chen Ziwei, however, is already in the middle of Tiandan, and with this divine costume, she will kill the later stage of Tiandan and even compete with the people in the early stage of Shendan.

Under this cultivation, it is also a great challenge for chalk.

However, if he can't do it, how can he stand in front of Yang Fan.

Therefore, he agreed and stopped Chen Ziwei directly.

"A mere beast, dare to stop me!" Chen Ziwei was indifferent in her eyes and immediately cut a sword.

"A mere beast? At the peak of my king's life, there were a hundred and ten kings like you in one bite." Anger is also bred in chalk's heart.

He is a fierce beast chalk.

Now he is ridiculed. His heart is higher than heaven. How can he stand it.

Immediately, he gave a direct roar, stretched out his claws and collided with the sword.

Yang Fan didn't care about these at this time.

He went directly to qianzhenxiong.

"Lord, I ask you, if you are given a chance, you can become a divine pill in an instant. But after that, the cultivation of martial arts can't rise again. How do you... Choose?" Yang Fan asked tentatively.

Yes, this is Yang Fan's plan.

Of course, if it was qianzhenxiong in his peak period, he naturally could not speak like this. After all, qianzhenxiong can become a legend, and his talent is of course nothing. Even with his own cultivation, as long as enough resources are guaranteed, he can succeed in a short time.

But now, because in the town sin tower, his cultivation was deprived of his strength by the one on the second floor. Now he has no cultivation. From nothing to being, if you want to practice again, the difficulty will be unimaginable. Therefore, Yang Fan will make such a decision.

"What? Yang Fan, are you kidding? How can there be such a existence in this world? You don't have to comfort me. I've seen through a lot. As long as Ye Er can rely on, I don't care." Qianzhenxiong sighed.

But his expression has explained everything.

At this moment, he has been touched.

This scene, of course, can't hide from Yang Fan. The next moment, Yang Fan took out a pill from the storage ring.

It's redan.

"The Lord is wrong. There is not only this thing in the world. Moreover, I have it in my hand." Yang Fan said faintly.

Then, in the evening, she turned her head and directed her voice at Chen Ziwei, as if she had deliberately let him hear it.

"I have a pill that I can eat and fly to heaven. In one leap, I become the realm of divine pill. As long as the king refines this pill, you can make a hundred feet of progress and go further and become an expert in the realm of divine pill." Yang Fan said.

At this moment, qianzhenxiong was shocked.

Very excited.

Intuition told him that Yang Fan didn't deceive him.

Similarly, even Chen Ziwei, who was in the process of shooting, was startled by Yang Fan's words, lost consciousness in an instant, and let chalk avoid a sword.

"Hum, do you still want to deceive me and distract me?" Chen Ziwei snorted coldly.

He didn't believe Yang Fan's words at all.

The reason why qianxiong is wary of him is that Zhenxiong is distracted.

"Distract you? You think too much. Chen Ziwei, I have to say that there is no need to go to this step between you and me. However, when you make a choice between me and the four immortal sects and expel me to the place of sin, today's result is doomed. However, I won't do it. How much you let qianzhen King lose, qianzhen king will take it back from you one by one today." Yang Fan said faintly.

At the same time, the mind is involved with chalk.

"How about it? Can you stop it?" Yang Fan asked.

"You can resist 30 breaths at most. It may have been a little longer, but now, you have stimulated his idea of killing. I'm afraid he'll use his sword style next time. Boy, if you want me to say, it's really not possible, open your eyes and directly break through Rendan. At that time, with you alone, you may be able to turn him over." Said chalk.

"No. I have a hunch. There will be a strong enemy in the whole east continent soon. Therefore, leave some cards, and there may be unexpected gains at that time." Yang Fan responded.

"Do you want me to play with my life? I tell you, I will never play with my life. Even if this person refined your thunder robbing pill, it will take at least a moment to refine and absorb it. I can't bear this time." Said chalk.

This time, there is no cover up.

Although he doesn't want to be belittled by Yang Fan, now he doesn't want to put himself into crisis.

"Don't worry, I've got help for you." Yang Fan said faintly.

Then he found a spirit he had received directly in the sea of knowledge.

"Come and fight." Yang Fan's voice passed coldly.

Then Yang Fan ignored it and turned to chalk:

"The other party should come within 30 seconds. I'll give you the rest. I'll help him refine the elixir." Yang Fan said.

Chalk was suspicious in his eyes. Although he didn't know who Yang Fan was calling, now he had no more choice. The only result was World War I.  

"Come on, little emperor of the world, is that all you can do? You don't even scratch the king enough. At this level, you still want to kill Yang Fan? Not to mention Yang Fan, the people around him who have no accomplishments are 100 times better than you." Said chalk.

Professional hate.

He can't fight against the enemy. He is the first to hate!

Of course, it's not impossible. Only Yang Fan has his own ideas, so he can't do it.

"Seek death! Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you. When you kill this evil animal, you will also be killed. Then it doesn't matter whether it's true or false. It's thirteen swords. The third form is the king's anger." Chen Ziwei gave a big drink and came up with the startling sword technique, which coincided with the speculation of the speech chalk.

"When the king is angry? You are a fart king. When the king was angry, he directly slaughtered a small world. Your level is also worthy of anger. Compared with me, killing? The king is your ancestor." The chalk yelled loudly, stepped on his feet and roared into the sky.

Suddenly, boom.

The whole sky of heaven and earth began to become gloomy.

Above the sky, blood colored thunder flashes.

"Kill!"

The chalk roared, and the thunder on the void changed and intertwined at this time, and finally condensed into a huge word "kill"!

At the moment of forming, under the control of chalk, the word flew directly into the void and swept away towards Chen Ziwei's sword.

"Impossible, what power is this? How can it make my heart palpitate? The king is angry and beheads me!" Chen Ziwei turned pale. Looking at the means of chalk, she could form such a great power, which made him cautious. Without hesitation, she cut it out with another sword.

Brush.

The two swords flickered in the void one after another, and the cold light shone in the world.

Boom.

One of them fell directly on the word "kill" condensed by chalk and collapsed instantly.

On the other hand, it swept over everything, swept through the void and cut the chalk straight.

The light in chalk's eyes changes, which is urgent.

I couldn't help looking at Yang Fan.

At this time, Yang Fan had no time to worry about it. He just shouted out of the void.

"If you don't do it again, he will make any mistakes. I will kill your whole family." Yang Fan's voice is cold and murderous.