The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

From the point of view of Chen Fan at this moment, there is no difference in the double heaven or triple heaven of the martial artist.

It is still an ant-like existence, you can kill it at will!

But this is nothing to Chen Fan, and it is different to others. At this moment, everyone seems to be choked and breathless.

They were shocked by Chen Fan's strength, and it was beyond imagination.

Just promoted to the first level of martial arts, facing Li Haoran, who has nearly three levels of combat power, kills like a chicken, is this still a human?

Is this the strength after experiencing the catastrophe?

At this moment, many people were thinking about whether or not he would make a catastrophe by themselves, but as soon as this idea came out, they thought of Chen Fan's nine deaths and was immediately abandoned.

Sure enough, in this world, there are always people who need to look up.

Just like Chen Fan.

Now Chen Fan didn't pay attention to the thoughts of others, so he walked slowly towards the lingering Li Haoran.

The steps are not fast, but every step is extremely firm, his face is cold, and the corners of his mouth still have a faint smile.

"You have taken up countless resources for my practice since I was a child. How come you have this ability?"

Chen Fan ridiculed Li Haoran mercilessly, just as the other party called himself a trash.

Fengshui turns, Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years!

Today, Chen Fan is the host!

"Cough cough..." After getting up hard, Li Haoran kept coughing up blood and said hysterically: "You are a waste, what resources do you want, I am stronger than you, and more talented than you, everything should be mine naturally!"

"I only hate why I was born in Li's family, why I can't enjoy your things with peace of mind, Chen Fan, I hate you!"

Now that the cultivation base was abolished and the whole person lost his faith, Li Haoran finally said what he had been thinking in his heart.

Chen Fan knows that the other party is not so much hating himself as it is a kind of inner suffering.

It can be seen that Li Haoran is a proud person. Becoming a thief is something that a proud person can never accept.

Li Haoran may be passive or bewitched, but he cannot explain the fact that he is indeed a thief.

Therefore, Li Haoran began to paralyze herself, and began to hint that she resented Fangyuan, hoping to make her heart feel better.

Now that he did it, Li Haoran couldn't tell whether he hated Chen Fan or was guilty.

He is just a puppet of his own father, a strong hope for a family, or... a stepping stone.

In a sense, Li Haoran is a sad person. He has never found himself in his entire life, and has been forced to accept all the arrangements of his father throughout his life.

For such a person, death may be the only way to end suffering.

Chen Fan had already walked to Li Haoran, looked at him condescendingly, and after a long period of pondering, he said, "I will help you get free, and your family will come to you soon."

"In this way, Chen's hatred with your Li family can also be wiped out."

Chen Fan's words were calm, and there was no murderous aura about to destroy a family.

Li Haoran looked up at Chen Fan, the trash in his eyes, but now the invincible existence. After a long time, he closed his eyes and said softly: "I still hate you, but...thank you!"

From Li Haoran's expression, Chen Fan read relief. In fact, when the Li family began to murder Chen Fan, the life and death feud between the two parties had already been forged.

No one is completely down, and this grievance will never end!