Chapter 86 Killing Wang Tengfei 1

"Haha, Wang Tengfei, it's not good to hear your voice, but it seems that your strength is not much stronger than that of the day."

Chen Fan laughed, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Holding a sword in one hand and clenching a fist in the other, surrounded by a vortex of air, it slammed towards Wang Tengfei.

Chi!

The wind brake sword pierced through the sword energy, tore the scorching sun sword wheel, and directly stabbed Wang Tengfei between the eyebrows.

Wang Tengfei's whole body was shaken, and he shouted: "Little beast, how dare you!"

The Great Sun Qiankun Sword in his palm spun, and in the blink of an eye, it spun tens of thousands of times: "Juntian Sword Wheel, illuminating the world!"

In an instant, the Great Sun Qiankun Sword flew up again, like a red sun, shining so brightly that the Qiankun Mountains and Rivers were red, and the magnificent mountains and rivers actually appeared under the sword energy.

The scorching sun sword energy that shone on the mountains and rivers rushed overhead, and at a height of three feet, it collided fiercely with Chen Fan's wind brake sword.

clang!

The two separated, Wang Tengfei retreated again and again, and his whole body was unstable on the ground.

And Chen Fan flew upside down in the air, stabilized his body, and landed.

"die!"

But at this time, as soon as he landed, a sharp and dangerous breath came from behind him.

It was the other two disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect who joined forces to kill them. Their expressions were fierce and merciless, and they stabbed Chen Fan in the dead end, as if they had an undeniable hatred with Chen Fan.

However, Chen Fan didn't turn around at all, and the "Undefeated King Fist" was displayed, condensing two heads and four arms.

The two heads turned to the back, the four arms attacked frantically, and the six-style ultimate move violently blasted out, blasting all the air and sword energy.

puff!

Where are the two of them Chen Fan's opponents?

The sword qi was broken, and the aftermath bombarded the two of them, just like a sledgehammer slammed into their chests.

The bloody mouth that was cut out by Chen Fan was so impacted that it opened wider, and the beating internal organs could be seen.

"kill!"

Chen Fan turned around abruptly, and his body shot up.

With a thud, the voice was thrown behind him.

The wind brake sword rolled up the sword qi, turned into a thunderous light, and exploded in the air, like a judgment at the end of the day.

The short and fat young man in the middle stage of the eighth stage couldn't dodge in time, and was directly slashed in the face by Chen Fan's sword.

One person died.

In addition, the tall and thin young man in the late eighth stage took Chen Fan's sword.

The ferocious force rushed over, and his arm holding the sword was shaken off. The whole person vomited blood like a kite and flew upside down, hitting the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Chen Fan didn't intend to let this person go either, but condensed a diamond seal and blasted it like a grinding disc.

With a bang, the tall and thin young man was directly smashed into a puddle of minced meat.

In the blink of an eye, the two masters of the eighth stage of Qigong died, leaving only Wang Tengfei alone.

"You killed them!"

On the other side, Wang Tengfei was shaking with anger as he watched his two senior brothers being killed.

"nonsense!"

Chen Fan spit out two words, and did not stop. He kicked his feet and rose into the sky, like a Dapeng spreading his wings, and slaughtered towards Wang Tengfei.

...

"Very good, your Spring and Autumn Clan disciples are very good!"

Outside the blessed land of Longshan, Leng Feng and other elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect saw through the Yuan Jing the scene of Chen Fan killing two Floating Cloud Sword Sect disciples, and suddenly the sword energy shot up into the sky one by one.

"Hehe, Leng Feng, what do you mean by releasing your own sword intent? Why, could it be that your disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect can't be killed?"

Zhuo Bufan hasn't spoken yet, but Cai Chixia of Shanhe School couldn't help but speak.

I saw him squinting at Leng Feng and sneered: "If your strength is not good, then stay in the sect and practice well. Longshan Blessed Land is a place to fight. Besides, if your strength is not enough, you dare to be arrogant and domineering there, and you will die."

Cai Chixia was very upset for a long time.

After all, Wang Fuchen had killed two outer sect elites of the Shanhe faction before.

At that time, he was still furious, but was mocked by Leng Feng.

Seizing the opportunity now, it is natural to come back with mockery.

Although the person who killed the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect was not a disciple of his Shanhe Sect.

"Cai Chixia, shut up!" Leng Feng snorted coldly.

"Leng Feng, if I don't speak, it's not your turn to point fingers!" Cai Chixia's fiery temper ignited.

To shut him up, does Leng Feng have that qualification?

"Elder Leng, Longshan Blessed Land is a place for fighting. Your Fuyun Sword Sect disciple was killed by Chen Fan. That's because their strength is not good."

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Leng Feng lightly, a powerful breath bloomed from his body, and the air between heaven and earth suddenly solidified.

Feeling the coercion released by Zhuo Bufan, all the elders present were condensed.

Although they are all strong in the Yuanfu realm, Zhuo Bufan, as the sect master outside the Spring and Autumn Gate, has a higher level of cultivation, which is the cultivation realm of the condensing core.

Leng Feng snorted coldly, restrained the breath on his body, and stared at Chen Fan in the Yuan Jing, the icy light in his eyes kept flickering.

...

Chen Fan and Wang Tengfei are fighting fiercely, which is definitely a life-and-death situation.

Everyone knows that there is absolutely no room to hold back now.

The rivalry between the two heroes can be described as a battle of dragons and tigers, and the atmosphere is endless.

"Rotate the universe, shake the world!"

Just between colliding with Chen Fan, Wang Tengfei was full of murderousness, and his murderous appearance appeared. He could simply break through the nine heavens and roar the world with swords.

He held the Great Sun Universe Sword in his palm, trembled violently, and let out an unparalleled long groan.

Between the whistling, the rays of light bloom, and it has become an existence similar to the fire spirit.

Even, between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, countless sword qi flames appeared around him, densely packed, melting gold and iron.

The sword energy penetrated into the rocks on the ground, and all the hard rocks turned into lava.

Obviously, Wang Tengfei has reached a higher level in the achievement of "The Sword of the Great Sun".

Under the urging, it has reached the level of perfection, guiding the essence of the great sun in the sky, and sweeping away any demons with the real sword energy of the blazing sun.

Between the two collisions, they really fight to the death.

With one move 'the earth shakes the mountain', Wang Tengfei's face turned fierce.

It is almost a lore, all around.

The sword qi shrouded and swayed freely, and the sword glow of vitality like a fire dragon was wrapped around the wind brake sword, to melt the wind brake sword.

"Little beast, die!"

Between the use of this sword energy, Wang Tengfei really started to show his power: "The last time I lost to you, it was not because I was weaker than you, but because my "Dari Qiankun Sword" has not yet reached home. Now, "Da Sun" "Qiankun Sword" was absorbed by me with the crystals of fire jade and the essence of the sun to cultivate. It has reached the level of perfection. Even if it is a ninth-stage air sect, I can fight one or two. Kill you, I have no inner demon, just swallow the mountain ginseng. Form a sect on the ground, and the air will meet the clouds."

"Nine-dan Qi Zong? It's just wishful thinking!"

Chen Fan smiled coldly, facing Wang Tengfei's attack, blood was rushing from his body, and the flow was endless.

Behind him, the phantoms of ancient barbarian elephants fluttered with their long noses, rolling down the stars, and all the power was blessed on the wind brake sword.

Even in this fierce battle, he breathed violently, and the sword energy of the great sun was sucked into the depths of his dantian.

In the sea of air, the 'Duotian Furnace' seems to be condensing embryos.

If he closed his eyes and looked inside at this time, he could see that deep in his dantian, his vitality began to rotate, compress and collapse, and began to condense the embryos of the 'Duotian Furnace'.