The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Ding!"

With a clear sound of gold and iron struck into his ears, Ye Sheng's display of wind and thunder force directly hit the sword of life and death in Chen Fan's hand!

At this moment, Chen Fan only felt that the unparalleled impact was covering him, and then the whole person could not help but fly backwards!

"Rumble..."

Originally belonged to Li Qin's residence, this Qinglu residence collapsed in this way, and Chen Fan disappeared into endless smoke and dust like a cannonball.

Seeing this situation, the faces of the people watching the game from the outside could not help but show a touch of regret, all of which were complaining about Chen Fan's death.

In fact, if Chen Fan died in battle at the beginning, no one would regret him. After all, it is more important to hold Ye Family's thighs at this time.

But this time is different. After such a long battle, Chen Fan's unyielding and powerfulness eroded the nerves of all these people all the time.

Some people are like this. He just stands there motionless and can gain the trust and even respect of others.

Obviously, Chen Fan is such a person.

Because of this, let the people who were still ridiculing him before, now facing the passing of a generation of arrogance, he is very unhappy in his heart.

"Oh... let's go, Qingxuan City is still the Ye Family's world, even if the young Tianjiao comes, it will not help."

"Yes, who in this world can truly fight against a family that has been entrenched for thousands of years?"

"In the beginning, we thought too much. With the pinnacle power of a martial artist, it is impossible to defeat the martial arts generation!"

Accompanied by deep words and regretful colors, everyone is about to disperse, Wan Xiong also sighed deeply, preparing to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, in the place where I could only barely distinguish the appearance of the former Green House from the pile of rubble and rubble, there was a sudden sound of hearing.

As soon as this sound came out, everyone's heart was shaken, and they slowly turned around to see a blood-stained arm stretched out from the rubble!

"It's Chen Fan, he is not dead, he is still alive!"

"My God, he can survive such an attack. Is this Chen Fan a cat? He has nine lives!"

In an instant, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone did not notice. They recovered from the frustration of Chen Fan's death in an instant.

There is still a faint expectation.

Since Chen Fan is still alive in the face of Ye Sheng's previous attack, can it be said that Chen Fan still has more power?

As soon as this idea came out, it grew like weeds.

Looking at the crowd again, no one wanted to leave, one by one craned their necks and looked around.

Everyone saw that Chen Fan's blood-stained hand was holding a black and gold sword.

At this moment, there were cracks on the long sword, and there were even several gaps.

Everyone had known for a long time that Chen Fan's sword was not a mortal thing, and such a good thing was almost destroyed in Ye Sheng's previous attack, which is enough to see how powerful Feng Lei Jin is.

In this way, as Xixi Suosuo's voice came stronger and stronger, Chen Fan's other arm stretched out.

Followed by the head that is still unyielding, still high, and the pair of stars, shining brightly, and at the same time having shockingly persistent eyes.

Everyone was attracted by the pair of eyes, only to feel that it was like the eternal black hole that could swallow everything around!

It seems to be using the eyes to shout loudly at everyone!

"I'm Chen Fan, I'm not dead yet!"

"I, Chen Fan, can still fight!!!"