The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

A blow in the air, ghosts cried and gods howled.

The terrifying power shook out, and the space was full of huge waves. The terrifying palm power was like a tidal wave, suppressing the ancient gods, and was about to destroy the eternity.

Feeling the terrible breath transmitted from the void, Qin Wudi's face immediately changed, and his expression was horrified.

Under this palm, he even smelled the breath of death.

At this moment, Qin Wudi understood why Nangong Xuan was defeated by Chen Fan's palm and had no power to resist.

It turned out that Chen Fan's strength had reached such a terrifying level!

With a clang, the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath sounded.

In Qin Wudi's hand, a dark and heavy sword appeared, flashing with thunder power, and a crackling sound blew up the air.

He used to be a disciple of Dao Leishan, practicing Dao Leishan's swordsmanship.

The practice of Daolei Mountain's swordsmanship requires nine out of ten to use thunder to temper the sword, making the swordsmanship violent and explosive, and the power doubled.

Although he had long left Daolei Mountain, he had never given up the practice of Daolei Mountain over the years, and often used thunder to temper the sword. Over time, his swordsmanship not only did not become rusty, but became more violent and sharp, with infinite power.

"Destroy!"

With a slash, it was as if a thunder dragon rushed out of the sword and collided with Chen Fan's palm power. It was another terrifying explosion, and the space shook violently.

Swish!

A figure retreated, it was Qin Wudi.

However, as soon as his figure retreated, a sense of death broke out from the storm.

Then everyone saw that the terrible storm caused by the shocking collision was directly calmed down and was crushed by a three-fingered palm print.

Tiangang Jueming Hand!

The three fingers were like eagle claws, with the energy wrapped around them, forming the three words "Cang", "Jue", and "Po", with a strong sense of death, and smashed towards Qin Wudi.

Qin Wudi's pupils shrank into needle-like shapes in an instant, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. As the true energy circulated, it was poured into the sword, making the thunder power on it even more powerful and violent.

"Wind and Thunder Break!"

Another sword was swung out, bursting out with a sense of wind and thunder. This was also a ground-level sword technique from Daolei Mountain.

The sword appeared, containing the power of wind and thunder, and it chopped off the Tiangang Jueming Hand in an instant, directly cutting off the first finger "Cang", and bursting out with amazing power.

Bang bang bang...

Another series of explosions, the Tiangang Jueming Hand was annihilated, and similarly, Qin Wudi's Wind and Thunder Break was annihilated.

"Hmph!"

Chen Fan snorted coldly, flew up, raised his hand and grabbed the air fiercely, the space around Qin Wudi collapsed directly, the airflow solidified, and formed a steel plate-like space to imprison him.

"Cut, cut, cut!"

Qin Wudi's long hair was flying wildly, the sword intent on his body was soaring into the sky, and there were sharp and domineering sword energy flashing around him, cutting the space into pieces.

"Kill!"

Chen Fan pounced down, and the iron spear in his hand stabbed out, reversing time and space, as if the space was broken into pieces.

Puff!

The airtight sword energy around Qin Wudi collapsed directly, and the whole person was hit by a terrifying force. While spurting blood, the whole person fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

Wow!

In an instant, countless people came to the scene in an uproar.

They didn't expect that Chen Fan's strength was so powerful that even Dao Jue Qin Wudi was no match. After a few moves, he was blasted down in the air, without even the power to resist.

"No way, Chen Fan's strength is so terrifying that even Qin Wudi is no match for him!"

"My God, is this the strength of a sect saint? Too terrifying, it's a complete crushing victory at the same level!"

"No wonder Chen Fan dared to make a scene at the Qin Mansion, not only because he is a saint of the Spring and Autumn Sect, but also because of his terrifying strength. Who in the entire Qin family can be his opponent?"

"But although Chen Fan is unparalleled in strength, two fists can't beat four hands. Now that Qin Wudi is defeated, I'm afraid that the strong men of the Qin family in the Condensation Realm will rush up to kill Chen Fan."

"......"

Everyone was shocked.

The faces of the people in the Qin family changed wildly, especially Qin Jian. He still remembered that a year ago, at the Nangong family's "All Veins Martial Arts Competition", he didn't take Chen Fan seriously, but was eventually defeated.

At that time, he vowed to practice hard and kill Chen Fan sooner or later to wash away the shame.

But a year later, Chen Fan came in force, descended on Qin's house, and made a scene at his wedding. The gap between him and Chen Fan was so huge that even his father, whom he admired, was no match for him.

Nangong Qingshuang's body was also trembling slightly.

Today should have been her most glorious day, but because of Chen Fan, who cares about her now?

Not only the Qin family, but also Nangong Xuan, Nangong Ling, and even those families who had participated in the hunt for Chen Zhengqing, all changed their faces, and panic appeared in their eyes.

They looked at the figure holding an iron spear in the air, like an invincible god of war, and their hearts were trembling.

"Master!"

"Patriarch!"

The Qin family's strong men hurried over and helped Qin Wudi up.

"Cough cough."

Qin Wudi coughed violently twice, coughing up blood, pushed away the Qin family's people, and said, "Don't panic, I'm fine."

Qin Wudi looked at Chen Fan with cold eyes, and then roared, "Everyone in the Qin family, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Now, he knew very well that he alone was no match for Chen Fan.

Obviously, Chen Fan would not let him go.

He would not sit and wait for death, nor would he rely on the advantage in numbers to fight Chen Fan alone and seek death.

Swish, swish, swish!

Immediately, in the Qin Mansion, a series of wind-breaking sounds came from all directions.

There were even many people who were practicing in seclusion deep in the Qin Mansion. They did not sense what happened in the Qin Mansion. They hurried out after hearing Qin Wudi's roar.

"Who dares to go wild in my Qin Mansion? Kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy!"

Immediately, a cold voice sounded, and the killing intent descended.

In an instant, almost all the powerful people in the Condensation Realm of the Qin Mansion came, a total of 23 people, with Qigong bursting out all over their bodies, connected into one, rolling up the sky, and shocking people's hearts.

Among these people, some were at the sixth level of the Condensation Realm, while others were at the first level of the Condensation Realm. But without exception, all of them looked at Chen Fan with cold murderous intent.

Even though Chen Fan was unparalleled in strength, could he survive the siege of more than 20 Condensation Realm masters?

When the people around saw this scene, they felt their scalps tingling, and felt that the end was coming.

The wrath of more than 20 Condensation Realm masters, I'm afraid even Chen Fan, no matter how strong he was, couldn't bear it!

Behind Chen Fan, Chen Zhengqing felt his liver and gallbladder split, his whole body was weak, and he had the idea of ​​turning around and running away immediately.

Under the aura of more than 20 Condensation Realm masters, he felt that he couldn't breathe.

"It's a big deal!"

Chen Zhengqing smiled bitterly in his heart.

However.

Chen Fan was not affected at all by the aura of more than 20 Condensation Realm masters. He glanced at them one by one with a look of contempt in his eyes, and said, "Anything else?"