The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Bang!

Wang Fuchen's body fell from the sky and hit the yellow sand, making a muffled sound.

"Dead..."

Zhuo Bufan and others saw this scene through the Yuanjing, and their hearts trembled.

Wang Fuchen, who was at the first level of Yuanfu Realm, was dead.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Leng Feng and others could not control the sword intent and rushed into the sky.

The platform of Longshan Peak was full of cold sword energy whistling, and the shrill sound of "Ula Ula" resounded.

However, no one stopped him.

Wang Fuchen was the first person in the outer sect of Fuyun Sword Sect, and was called by Duan Jingtian as a genius who was expected to become the second Jianchen in the future.

But at this moment, such a genius died. Anyone would be angry.

This is human nature and understandable.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Damn it, damn it!"

The three or two outer sect elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect behind Leng Feng couldn't help cursing, staring at Chen Fan's figure, with cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes, wishing they could rush into Longshan Blessed Land immediately to kill Chen Fan and avenge their hatred.

"Hmm?"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly snorted coldly, and a cold breath burst out.

Wang Fuchen was dead, and it was understandable that the elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect couldn't help the cold breath on their bodies, but if they said it out loud, full of murderous intent, then it would be a threat.

Longshan Blessed Land is not a place for playing.

When Wang Fuchen forced Chen Fan and Qin Yao to jump off the cliff, they didn't say so.

"Shut up!"

Leng Feng felt the coldness in Zhuo Bufan's body, turned his head and shouted at the elders behind him.

Zhuo Bufan said coldly: "Elder Leng Feng, the training in Longshan blessed land is not allowed to kill. If a disciple dies, it is not someone else's fault."

"I can understand your excitement, but as an elder, you actually threatened that my Chunqiu Sect disciples deserved to die. After this matter is over, if Chen Fan has any problems, I will blame your Fuyun Sword Sect."

"Master Zhuo..."

Leng Feng frowned, but was interrupted by Zhuo Bufan: "No need to say more, I still remember what you said when Chen Fan was forced to jump off the cliff by your sect leader Wang Fuchen."

Leng Feng's eyes were gloomy when he heard this.

Dead.

First, Wang Tengfei was killed by Chen Fan, and now, Wang Fuchen was killed again.

The two geniuses of their outer sect, disciples who will surely shine in the future, are all dead.

Although he wanted to tear Chen Fan into pieces, he could only swallow his anger.

......

Chen Fan landed on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. The tight string suddenly broke, his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he killed Wang Fuchen with great force, he was also seriously injured.

In the end, Wang Fuchen made a desperate attack, and his Yuanfu appeared. He burned his Yuanli and launched the "Hate Heaven" sword. The sword of hatred rushed into his body to destroy his vitality.

Fortunately, he cultivated the embryo of the "Take Heaven Furnace" and refined this "hate", otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would only have half his life left.

Even if he didn't get rid of the remaining sword of hatred in his body, it would be difficult to make any progress in his cultivation in the future.

"This Wang Fuchen is more than twice as powerful as the Ghost Face Spider King..."

Chen Fan glanced at Wang Fuchen's body and felt extremely happy in his heart.

Although he was injured, he avenged his great revenge, and the stone pressing on his heart was removed, and his whole body was relaxed.

If Wang Fuchen is not killed, Wang Fuchen will become an obsession pressing on his heart, becoming a mountain on his martial arts path that cannot be crossed, and it will be difficult to continue on the martial arts path.

The most important thing for a warrior to practice is to keep a thought flowing.

Swish.

Qin Yao saw the end of the battle and rushed over in an instant, coming to Chen Fan.

"Xiaofan, how are you?" Qin Yao asked with concern.

Qin Yao shook her head and said, "It's okay, senior sister, don't worry."

"You still say it's okay, look at your body, there are wounds everywhere." Qin Yao took out the healing pill from the storage ring and handed it to Chen Fan.

"It's just a minor injury." Chen Fan said indifferently, "Senior sister, I have avenged you and myself."

Then, he spread out his five fingers and took down Wang Fuchen's storage ring.

He took a rough look at the things inside. He is indeed the first person in the outer sect of Fuyun Sword Sect. There are many good things, and now they all belong to him.

"Come here."

Then, he waved his hand, and a stream of energy shot out, wrapping around the Ice Jade Snow Lotus like a thread.

"Is this the Ice Jade Snow Lotus? Such pure energy."

Chen Fan held the Ice Jade Snow Lotus and immediately felt the pure energy hidden inside the snow lotus.

"This is indeed the Ice Jade Snow Lotus, with a total of eight petals, and it has been growing for eight hundred years. If you take it outside, even the strong men in the Condensation Pill Realm will be jealous and will try to snatch it."

Qin Yao said.

"The strong men in the Condensation Pill Realm will be jealous?" Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The mission of this trip to Longshan Blessed Land is to get the Ice Jade Snow Lotus, and the final reward is also this Ice Jade Snow Lotus. If the news is passed out, I am afraid it will bring trouble to myself.

Qin Yao seemed to have seen what Chen Fan was thinking, and said, "This Ice Jade Snow Lotus is a treasure, but for us at this stage, it is a source of disaster, because we are not yet able to use the Ice Jade Snow Lotus to practice. If we force ourselves to swallow it, we will only end up bursting."

"In previous training sessions at Longshan Fudi, the final rewards were mostly such treasures. The people who finally got them, no matter which sect they were from, mostly handed them over to the sect in exchange for Yuanshi, elixirs, magic weapons, etc. that they could use."

"So, Xiaofan, after you get out, you'd better hand over the Ice Jade Snow Lotus to the sect and exchange it for equivalent Yuanshi, elixirs, and other things that you can use at this stage, so as not to get into trouble."

The Ice Jade Snow Lotus is very valuable and can make the strong men in the Condensation Dan Realm jealous. It can be exchanged for many demon cores in the Yuanfu Realm, and even demon cores in the Condensation Dan Realm can be exchanged.

Chen Fan nodded and said, "It can only be like this."

He knew very well that a man is guilty of possessing a treasure even if he is innocent.

The Ice Jade Snow Lotus in his hand is a hot potato, and he does not have enough strength to deal with it now.

Can he keep something that the strong men in the Condensation Dan Realm are jealous of and want to snatch?

Even if he does not leave the sect, who can guarantee that the high-level strong men in the sect will not take action secretly?

The world is very cruel when people are blinded by greed and take risks.

"Xiao Fan, how do we deal with those two people?" Qin Yao looked at the two seriously injured disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect and asked.

Chen Fan said indifferently: "Of course we can't let them go."

As he said that, Chen Fan grabbed the three people with his palm and threw them directly into the Black Sea Monster Cave, along with Wang Fuchen's body.

There are many monsters in there, and the three people will definitely end up with nothing.

He will never be merciful to his enemies.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

After doing all this, Chen Fan called Qin Yao, moved his body, and ran wildly towards the outside of the desert holding the Ice Jade Snow Lotus.

Because there is a rule that the Ice Jade Snow Lotus cannot be put into the storage ring or storage bag, it can only be carried like this, which really means that it is a kind of ostentatious.