The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

"Is it a human or a ghost?"

The several Fuyun Sword Sect disciples following Wang Fuchen were startled when they saw Chen Fan, but they were not as frightened as the two disciples of Fenxiang Valley. Then, a ferocious look appeared on their faces.

Wang Fuchen narrowed his eyes: "You are not dead!"

Chen Fan's appearance here was completely beyond his expectation.

Jumping down from the bloody cliff, it was bottomless. Even a steel man would be smashed into a pile of broken copper and iron. How could Chen Fan, a flesh and blood body, be fine?

Moreover, even if Chen Fan was lucky and did not die from the fall, he would definitely die if the blood in his body burned out.

In either case, Chen Fan should be a dead man.

But now, Chen Fan stood in front of him.

He would never mistake a living person.

"You are not dead, how could I die?" Chen Fan's eyes also narrowed into a slit, emitting a dangerous light.

This made Wang Fuchen smile lightly.

Although it was unexpected that Chen Fan didn't die, he just thought that Chen Fan was lucky and didn't need to worry too much.

"You really wanted to die. You are lucky. You didn't die after jumping off the bloody cliff. God showed mercy to you, but I didn't expect you to come to me. Do you think your life is too long?"

Wang Fuchen looked at Chen Fan with a faint smile, and said sarcastically: "If I were you, I should hide in a corner and not show up after surviving a disaster. Come out after the training is over, so that you can still save your life."

"But I didn't expect you to want to die and come to me on your own initiative. Well, you didn't die last time, so I'll kill you again. I want to see if you have such good luck this time."

After the voice fell, the cold killing intent on Wang Fuchen's body spread out, forming a cold whirlwind, rolling up the yellow sand, colliding with each other, and clanging.

"Kill me again?"

Chen Fan smiled coldly, his narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and the cold light shot out like a sharp sword: "You think too highly of yourself."

"Haha, everyone can talk big." Wang Fuchen sneered, took a step forward, and the earth-shaking momentum rose up, suffocating people.

In the past few days, his cultivation has become more and more profound.

"Brother Fuchen, you don't need to take action this time, just leave this little bastard to us." At this time, the disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect suddenly rushed out and rushed directly towards Chen Fan.

"Little bastard, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come to it, this time you don't need Brother Fuchen to take action, we can kill you again!"

"Opening the mountain with a hundred swords, kill!"

"One sword light chills the nineteen states!"

The cultivation of these four disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect is very powerful, one is the ninth stage of Qi Sect cultivation, and three are at the peak of the eighth stage of Qigong.

The four people attacked at the same time, and the sharp swordsmanship burst out, and the sword energy rushed to the sky.

However, Chen Fan's body suddenly moved, and with a bang, the space seemed to explode, and a frenzied white airflow appeared at his location.

"Wang Fuchen, die!"

Chen Fan's eyes did not fall on the four Fuyun Sword Sect disciples at all. His eyes were on Wang Fuchen from beginning to end.

"Unbeatable King Fist" turned into a three-headed and six-armed image. With a rumble, the offensive of the four Fuyun Sword Sect disciples was directly blown up, just like cutting tofu with a knife.

Bang bang bang...

The violent energy swept in all directions in an instant, carrying a sharp sword aura, cutting the world in all directions, leaving hundreds of meters long sword marks on the yellow sand ground.

"Not good!"

Wang Fuchen's eyes suddenly moved, ready to rescue.

But it was too late.

"Ah ah ah..."

At the moment when the offensive of the four people was blown up, there was a scream immediately.

Of the four Fuyun Sword Sect disciples, two of them who were at the peak of the eighth stage of Qigong were immediately blown into blood mist, and the remaining two had their chests collapsed directly, flying hundreds of meters away, smashing on the ground, spurting blood and carrying broken internal organs.

Two of the four died and two were seriously injured in the blink of an eye, but they did not stop Chen Fan at all.

These four people were no different from the air that was blown up. The next moment, Chen Fan's figure rushed in front of Wang Fuchen.

Wang Fuchen did not expect that his four junior brothers could not stop Chen Fan at all, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

But in an instant, he immediately came back to his senses, slapped his right hand, and spewed out Yuanli, turning into sharp swords to kill and pierce through everything.

Boom boom boom!

Another series of fierce explosions, Qi ran wild, and the wind raged.

"Break!"

Chen Fan was as still as a mountain, his eyes were sharp.

The powerful vitality gushed out, and the whole body turned into steel and iron bones. The power flowed out from the depths of the bone marrow, as if it was a sky-breaking punch, turning everything into annihilation.

"Nine-stage Qi Zong!"

Wang Fuchen's cold eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation.

Chen Fan, not only survived the disaster, but also improved his cultivation and broke through to the ninth stage of Qi Zong realm.

This is not obtained by relying on the Blood Burning Pill, but the actual ninth stage of Qi Zong cultivation.

"Not bad!"

Chen Fan did not deny it, and sneered: "Do you think I will come to you for revenge without any confidence?"

"Haha, I have to say that you are really lucky. However, you relied on the Blood Burning Pill to push your cultivation to the peak of Qi Zong, and I shouted and killed you. Now you are only in the middle stage of Qi Zong, which is worse than before. You are so shameless here, wanting to kill me for revenge?"

Wang Fuchen sneered, with sarcasm in his words.

"You'll know whether it's bragging or not." Chen Fan was unmoved.

His current cultivation level is indeed not as strong as when he relied on the Burning Blood Pill to push to the peak of Qi Zong, but his strength has more than doubled.

"Kill!"

Chen Fan didn't waste words, and stepped out again, his momentum rising steadily.

He also activated the "Wanxiang Divine Art", his muscles all over his body were pumping, his tendons and bones were thundering, and his whole momentum was like a fighting god.

A strong pressure was transmitted, causing Wang Fuchen's eyes to shrink.

This pressure was something that Chen Fan had never brought to him after swallowing the Burning Blood Pill.

But now, his cultivation has improved, and Chen Fan's cultivation level is not as good as before, but it gave him such a kind of pressure, which made his heart condense.

No wonder he didn't hide and took the initiative to seek revenge on him, it turned out that his strength was stronger than before.

Chen Fan didn't use weapons, he himself was the most powerful weapon.

Once the "Wanxiang Divine Art" was activated, his whole body turned into steel and iron bones, and it was difficult to be injured by swords and knives.

Every punch, palm, and kick was wrapped with the power of thunder and lightning, as if it could easily smash a small mountain.

Boom, boom, boom!

In the space, a thunderous sound rang out, and it was like the beating of a war drum.

That was Chen Fan, with three heads and six arms, like a meteorite, rushing towards Wang Fuchen, with unparalleled momentum, invincible, and with a golden sword and iron horse, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.