The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Too fast.

It can even be said that there was not even a blink of an eye. Su Hao was directly destroyed by Chen Fan's punch. A master of the ninth stage of the semi-immortal realm died tragically on the spot.

At this time, the three people in Hongcheng had just stabilized their bodies, and they saw Su Hao smashed to the ground like a meteorite, and there was no breath of life.

All of a sudden, they all felt a little scalp numb.

"Damn it, you actually killed Su Hao!"

The three people in Hongcheng were unbelievable.

That was a ninth stage semi-immortal master, not just a cat or dog, how could it be so easy to kill?

Even someone as strong as Ji Lanshan couldn't do this.

"What if he was killed? You three will be able to go down and see him soon." Chen Fan said lightly.

For him, ordinary ninth stage semi-immortal masters are too weak now. Only top ninth stage semi-immortals like Ji Lanshan can last longer in his hands.

This year, he hid, and it was not in vain.

After digesting the inheritance of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​his comprehension of martial arts has reached a new height. It can be said that it is incomparable with a year ago.

The inheritance of a quasi-saint is enough to make a martial artist with average talent make rapid progress in a short period of time, not to mention that Chen Fan's talent is a monster, not worse than those descendants of saints.

With the inheritance of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​it is like adding wings to a tiger for him. One year of practice is enough to equal others' ten or even dozens of years of hard practice, and his skills are improving by leaps and bounds every day.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Fan is now definitely the number one in the Fengxian Ancient Realm.

If it were not for the search for the divine object of refining the immortal platform, he would have left the Fengxian Ancient Realm and started to break through.

And from the inheritance of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​it is known that the level of the immortal platform has a great impact on a person. If a mortal immortal platform is cast, if there is no great opportunity, the possibility of breaking through to the Immortal King Realm is very small.

For Chen Fan, the Xiantai realm, even the Xianwang and Xiandi realms are not his goals. Even the saint realm is not the end in Chen Fan's eyes.

His pursuit is the peak of martial arts, the "gods" of ancient times.

However, the way is endless, and even the realm of "gods" is not necessarily the end of martial arts.

At this time of laying the foundation, he must lay a solid enough foundation for himself, otherwise, the future road of martial arts will be extremely difficult.

Therefore, he would rather spend more time in the ancient realm of Fengxian, and find the divine objects that can cleanse the Xiantai, and make the final preparations for breaking through the Xiantai realm.

With his current accumulation, it can be said that breaking through to the Xiantai realm is a foregone conclusion, and casting the emperor-grade Xiantai is also a sure thing, but his ambition is not limited to this. He wants to cast the best saint-grade Xiantai.

"Send you on your way!"

Chen Fan's figure flashed again.

He didn't want to be followed by a group of flies all day long. Although he was not afraid, he was also very annoyed.

In an instant, Chen Fan arrived in front of Lu Santong.

Lu Santong's face changed drastically, but he reacted immediately. He grabbed a piece of iron in his hand. With a surge of mana, the iron instantly became larger and exuded an indestructible aura.

Boom!

Chen Fan punched the iron, leaving a fist mark, which surprised Chen Fan slightly.

He knew very well how terrifying his punch was now. Even the inferior immortal weapon would be broken into pieces under his fist.

However, he didn't know what material this iron was made of. He could only leave a fist mark with his full-strength punch, which showed that this iron was extraordinary.

But even so, the terrifying fist force still hit Lu Santong through the iron, causing him to spurt blood and unable to control himself.

"It's a pity for such a good thing to fall into your hands. I'll take it."

Chen Fan grabbed the iron with his big hand, cut off the connection with Lu Santong, and Lu Santong spurted out blood again.

"Not good, Mei Changqing, hurry up and don't let him kill Lu Santong."

Hong Cheng's face changed drastically when he saw this scene. He roared immediately and moved his body to block Chen Fan.

He attacked thousands of times faster than lightning. With one punch, he showed his absolute strength as the sixth on the Sealed Immortal List.

Su Hao had died tragically at the hands of Chen Fan. They lost an arm and faced Chen Fan with great pressure. If Lu Santong was also killed by Chen Fan, he and Mei Changqing would be in even greater danger.

It can be said that the four of them were grasshoppers on the same rope. If anyone died, it would be a disaster.

Hong Cheng was the sixth on the Sealed Immortal List. Although his strength had not yet reached the level of Ji Lanshan and others, he was not far away and could withstand Chen Fan's attack.

However, Chen Fan's body disappeared again, leaving him empty-handed.

"Not good!"

Hong Cheng was shocked.

Bang!

At this time, Chen Fan appeared in front of Mei Changqing and suddenly punched him.

Mei Changqing screamed wildly, his mind was in great danger, life and death were in danger.

"Heavenly King Slaughter Art!"

At the critical moment, Mei Changqing once again used an emperor-level immortal method to kill Chen Fan, while his body changed repeatedly in an attempt to escape.

However, all this was within Chen Fan's calculations.

With a backhand palm, he broke the Heavenly King Slaughter Art, and with a big hand, like an eagle grabbing a chick, he lifted Mei Changqing up.

As soon as Mei Changqing was caught by Chen Fan, he struggled desperately, and his whole body was bathed in a magic light.

He used powerful magical skills, mobilized magic power, operated the law, and tried his best to get out, but it was useless.

"Die!"

Chen Fan's eyes shot out cruel light, and the cold thoughts washed down like ice and snow, stimulating Mei Changqing's whole body to have goose bumps.

"Let go of Mei Changqing!"

Hong Cheng was furious when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that he saved Lu Santong, but Mei Changqing was caught by Chen Fan.

His body changed, and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was not a fairy weapon, nor a magic weapon, but a sword condensed from the whole body's spirit, which was a bit similar to a magic sword.

"Sword of Courage."

Hong Cheng's sword condensed into shape and chopped it on the spot.

Gulp.

Cracks were dense in the air, like a spider web, covering it. The sword's sword intention was great courage.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique."

A beam of light burst out from Chen Fan's palm and turned into a sword. It was the sword technique that the young man in brocade clothes had used before. It was a powerful sword technique in the memory of Emperor Jie Tian.

The sword energy was like the light of the Holy Spirit, breaking everything and directly fighting with the Sword of Courage that was coming to kill.

Dang!

The Sword of Courage was torn apart in an instant, and Chen Fan's Sword of the Holy Spirit also dissipated and turned into a flawless Holy Spirit Light. Mei Changqing in his hand turned into a meat pie in this collision.