The Cultivation Genius In City

"Lao Xiao, I'm sorry for the change." Li Lao patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "in fact, you know the truth better than me. You want to be more open."

"Want to open?" Xiao shook off Li's hand, angrily pointed to the flaming fireball and shouted, "that's my grandson. You killed him in front of me because of your unwarranted charges. You let me mourn and change. If your grandson tries, can you calm down?"

"Lao Xiao, we can understand your mood, but it's already like this. It's no use getting angry. It's a big deal to compensate your Xiao family from other places." Luo said indifferently.

Old Kong nodded and said, "Xiao Long is your own grandson. You won't suffer any loss if you exchange the life of your grandson for Xiao Long's survival. If you still feel dissatisfied, isn't Xiao Gang just promoted? It's a big deal to give him another level. Such a young colonel officer has no more and less future than Chu Fanxun."

Before Xiao could speak, Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "brother, your arms can't twist your thighs. Bear it."

Old Xiao cried bitterly: "Chu fan died because of my Xiao family. How can I explain to his parents and his grandfather? Sobbing!"

"Are you happy too early?" Xia Yanran came over, held Xiao's arm, looked around at several people and sneered, "just a fire can burn my man? You underestimate him."

"What?" old Xiao said in surprise, "Chu fan is not dead? He... He is still alive?"

"Of course, if he dies, can we stand here and watch the excitement?" Xia Yanran said to Su Yuan, "look, they look a little sad? The heartless girl is still eating melon seeds."

Isn't it? Song Wen, with a childlike face and huge chest, didn't know where to find a bag of Spiced melon seeds. She not only ate it herself, but also distributed it to several women around her. She almost moved a stool to sit down and watch the excitement.

Now, old Li is confused and can't even burn to death. Is Chu fan still human?

The four venerable masters also found that something was wrong. After the flame burned for so long, Chu fan not only didn't shout, but even stood there well without any sign of being burned to ashes. This guy is too resistant to burning. Even if diamond is burned by such a fierce fire, it should melt.

At this time, a thumb thick fire dragon sprang out of the fireball. Although it was small, it had a big appetite. It opened its mouth and swallowed up the flames on Chu fan's body like a whale. Then, the little fire dragon danced around Chu fan happily twice, plunged into his chest and disappeared.

And Chu fan, not only unharmed, but also the clothes on his body watch have not changed at all.

"Come and don't be rude." Chu fan's cold eyes without any emotion fell on the fire venerable, and slowly stretched out his hand. Between his fingers, the little fire dragon appeared again, drilling around his fingers like a naughty child.

"Have a taste of being burned, too. Go!" Chu fan's hand shook, and the little fire dragon's eyes suddenly spewed out two red flames and rose into the sky. When it fell from the air, its body size did not know how many times. Its 100 meter long body, burning fire, towering ferocity, and tyrannical breath rushed at the fire worshipper like a burning meteor.

What makes people feel strange is that the distance is so close that people not only can't feel the heat on the fire dragon, but also have a cold feeling, which makes people shiver uncontrollably.

The fire venerable stared in horror and said in silence, "the fire of the spirit? No, it's impossible. How can you have the fire of the spirit? I see. I trained it at the random burial post in Guangyuan City, Sichuan Province... Ah!"

The later words could not be said. The fire dragon made by the cremation of the Yin spirit swallowed him up. Just for a moment, he gave a shrill scream, fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, but the flame did not extinguish, but burned more and more, but would not burn him to death.

The shrill screams were heard all the time, but no one could save him. The seven dignitaries of Tianzu lost together. Who else could be Chu fan's opponent? Li Zhaofeng was timid, but he didn't dare to make any change. For fear of attracting Chu fan's attention, he threw him into the fire.

With his physique, it is estimated that if he can't make it for three seconds, he will have to be burned to ashes. As for those strong people in the sky beside him, they were even more silent and dared not have the slightest idea of doing it.

Chu fan is too powerful. His strength must have exceeded the heaven. He even has powers, and the powers are far beyond the seven venerable ones. Who dares to provoke such a powerful person? Isn't that suicide?

"Stop it!"

Old Li sighed and said, "Chu fan, if you win and want to kill, kill me. It's my idea. They all obey orders. Don't kill innocent people."

"I kill innocent people indiscriminately?" Chu fan turned back and sneered, "did I kill people? It's you who have gathered so many experts. Did you come to invite me to tea? If I hadn't been able, I would die here today. I'm afraid I women would be doomed?"

At this time, there were suddenly several figures flying in the sky, and the imperial sword was suspended on the heads of the people. Seeing these people, Li Zhaofeng suddenly came to his spirit and was pleasantly surprised and shouted, "Chunjun palm sect, you're just in time. Take down this heinous murderer."

"It's the duty of our Shushan sword sect to guard the way and eliminate demons. General Li doesn't have to be polite." the old Taoist priest, who led the way, made a head check, turned and looked at Chu fan. When he looked at it, his body shook and almost fell off the flying sword.

"Chu... Chu fan?" Chun Jun's palm teacher hurriedly fell from the air and asked in a low voice in Li Zhaofeng's ear, "is that the heinous man you said?"

Li Zhaofeng suddenly had an ominous premonition and said nervously, "yes, teach him to know him?"

"Shit, I don't just know you. That's my brother." the immortal Chunjun palm sect was so rude that he had to kick the idiot to death if it wasn't for his face.

Nima, Chu fan almost threw the Shushan mountain upside down last time. I finally sent him away. Now you ask me to clean him up? Especially, who is cleaning up who?

"Don't say you know me. Don't ask me for help in this kind of thing in the future. I won't serve you any more." Chunjun palm sect glared at Li Zhaofeng and turned to Chu fan. At the moment of turning around, his angry face was like a spring breeze. It seemed as if he had seen an old friend for many years. He cried cordially and happily, "brother Chu fan, we meet again."

The people behind him almost fell and fell to the ground. Who was invited to help? Even the mysterious and powerful Shushan sword sect and the guardian of China have to be polite to Chu fan. How powerful is this guy?

Chu fan's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a sneer, "who am I? It's Chunjun palm. Why, you're also here to kill me?"

"Cough, misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding here." Chunjun said with a smile, "we are all our own people. If we have something to talk about on the table, nothing can be solved. Look, in my face, let the man go first? If we burn it down, I'm afraid he will really burn to death."

"I'll give you face. Who gave me face?" Chu fan snorted coldly. "If you want to kill me, just do it. I'll accompany you to the end today. Otherwise, you'll go back where you come from. You shouldn't get involved less."

Well, I don't even give the palm teacher face. This guy is completely angry today.

At this time, Su Yu came out from behind Chu fan, saluted Chun Jun deeply, and said respectfully, "teach me!"

Then, she gave a deep salute to Taoist priest Ling Xu on Chunjun's side and respectfully said, "master!"

Ling Xu hurriedly came to Su Yu and whispered, "girl, what's going on? What's Chu fan doing?"

"Master, don't ask. Chu fan didn't do anything, but someone wanted to get rid of him." Su Yu glanced at Chu fan secretly and whispered, "don't you see that he can't suppress his demons. Once he is provoked again, everyone here today will have to die under his sword."

Chun Jun listened clearly and looked at Chu fan carefully. He suddenly changed his complexion and shouted, "everyone spread out quickly. Chu fan is possessed."

It was too late. At the moment he shouted out, the magic lines hidden by the fire suddenly burst out on Chu fan's face, his eyes became blood red, and his clothes burst to pieces with a bang, revealing his strong body.

Under the stunned gaze of the people, Chu fan had a bloody diamond scale on his chest and back. The corrosive bullet shot by the poison master was blocked by this scale. If he didn't have to pursue perfection and shoot other parts instead, Chu fan might really fall into his hands.

The next moment, the bloody scale on Chu fan's chest beat rapidly, like a heart. A blood line centered on his chest spread towards his right arm. In just a few seconds, Chu fan's right arm was thick, covered with a layer of bloody scale, and his five fingers were as sharp as a hook. You don't have to try. This arm must be unusual.

At this time, thunder suddenly came from the sky. At this time, people found that countless black clouds gathered in the sky and slowly rotated around this bloody vortex.

Thunder was shining around the blood whirlpool. It seemed that there was a Taoist shadow hidden in it. With the whirlpool turning faster and faster, the thunder is becoming more and more dense, and the clouds in the center of the whirlpool are becoming thinner and thinner. It seems that a channel has been opened and something is about to rush out.

Chunjun palm sect exclaimed, "no, the door of the demon kingdom is open. Hurry, send a message back and ask all Shushan disciples to come and support."

As soon as the voice fell, Chu fan uttered a dragon roar, but he rose fiercely and ran straight to the vortex in the air