The sword body is shining brightly, shining with dazzling light, like the sun in the sky, and cannot be looked directly at.

A long sword heads towards the sky, transforming into a hundred meters of sword energy, majestic and domineering.

"Display it for me!" Chen Bufan's Xuanyuan Sword fell heavily.

Feng Canyun frowned and felt a hint of oppression.

This feeling has been a long time since I haven't had it, and for some reason I feel a little excited.

Feng Canyun finally took action, his big hand opened, and the air flow surged, and he swung towards the sword energy.

"Boom!"

The sky is shocking!

It seemed as if the whole world was shaking, and the air waves were so strong that they were unprecedented and unprecedented.

"oops!"

"Bang!"

"ah!"

With two people as the center, it spreads.

All the people who were close to each other died, and even the Martial God Realm was no exception.

Those with a slightly low cultivation level will be directly hit by the true energy and died.

A lot of deaths.

Roughly estimated, thousands of people are no problem.

This is just an aftermath.

Chen Bufan was defeated and flew backwards in an instant.

"Plop!"

"Wow!" Chen Bufan spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was not smooth, and his internal organs were seriously damaged.

"Ahem!!"

"Okay, it's a bit interesting." Feng Canyun laughed.

Look at the complexion, expression, and expression, it seems... it is not hurt.

So arrogant?

Chen Bufan's last Xuanyuan ninth style is more than enough to compete with the peak of the Martial God and can even gain the upper hand, but it is so low-level here in Feng Canyun.

So unbearable.

Madd! Is it that pervert?

"Boy, you actually put pressure on me, it's rare."

"I made an exception for you. It's still time to leave now, so I won't kill you." Feng Canyun was not jealous of talent or insulting anyone, but cherishing an enemy who made him feel oppressed.

It's really lonely like snow, and it's unbearable to emptiness.

His brain circuit is different from that of normal people.

If it were normal, the enemy would have to be strangled to death in the cradle, preventing them from growing, and without room for development.

However, Feng Canyun repeatedly wanted to let people go.

"Feng Canyun, I...I won't leave." Chen Bufan trembled and used all his strength to hold the sword in both hands, using the sword as a support point, and slowly got up.

A man stands between heaven and earth, and even if he dies, he will die standing still.

Don’t be a kneeling slave, don’t be a lying ghost.

"I'll give you opportunities again and again, but you don't cherish them yourself, so don't blame me."

"As long as you wish, I let you die with them." Feng Canyun decided to say.

He gave Chen Bufan a chance, but the latter didn't want it.

His plan cannot be missed, and no one can stop it.

The alliance must be destroyed, and some unnecessary people must also die.

"Feng Canyun, let's come again." The master's wife and others got up again.

Everyone's complexion is extremely bad, as if they have just recovered from a serious illness, with blood hanging on the corners of their mouths, staggering, as if a gust of wind could blow down.

"You?" Feng Canyun snorted contemptuously, "Overbial power."

"Everyone goes together, life and death are destiny and wealth are in heaven."

"Dry!"

More than a dozen people rushed over with their last strength.

"Just struggle to death." Feng Canyun gently raised his feet and stomped on the ground.

A wave-like true energy swept across, extremely arrogant.

"oops!"

"ah!"

"Plop!"

"Wow!"

Feng Canyun can easily grasp these people.

Vulnerable.

"Master's wife!" Chen Bufan shouted, his voice hoarse.

"Chen Bufan, you are really ignorant. I admire you, but it does not mean that I can stop my decision."

Feng Canyun's eyes were full of chill, "Go."

Then he waved his right arm, and his true energy was as fierce as a knife.

Chen Bufan's feet were shoulder-width as wide as he was, and he held the sword with one hand, and silently closed his eyes.

Received his fate.

If you can't beat it, there is no chance of winning.

In addition, he was seriously injured and could not get away even if he wanted to.

What's more, Chen Bufan doesn't want to leave.

If everyone could be left behind, I would have left long ago.

He had no choice but to live and die with his master's wife, his wife, various sects, and the heroes of the world!

Chen Bufan's life has entered the countdown.

The master's wife's cry came in his ears, Wang Doudou's screams, Nangong Xiaoxiao's sorrow, the heartbroken of the four senior sisters, and the leader who kept saying a word.

What a pity.

I'm not strong enough.

If you give a little more time and wait until you reach the peak of the Martial God, you may have a glimmer of chance.

None now.

There is nothing left.

The world has become dark, and it seems that all the sounds cannot be heard.

If the master’s revenge cannot be avenged, the master’s wife will probably be killed.

The four senior sisters, Xiaoxiao, Doudou, Qingqing, Ziqi, Ru Nan, I'm sorry.

And... there is an unborn child.

Daddy, sorry for you, Daddy is incompetent.

Before you can take a look at what the world looks like, you will be destroyed.

That girl Qingqing hopes to escape the disaster.

The underground passage was enough to let her and Ru Nan leave.

Don't be stupid, don't do some stupid things.

If you can, go away. Don’t give up your life for me or give up on yourself.

Live strong and bravely, return to the city, and raise your children.

I, Chen Bufan, owe everyone an explanation.

Can't give it to you anymore.

I can't give it either.
To be continued...