Chen Fan's domineering words made him feel so happy that he could hear the four disciples of Xuantian Sect.

It is said that the younger generation of our Xuantian Sect is not strong, but Senior Brother Chen has made a name for himself, and no one dares to say that he is not good at it.

When the eight people from the Blood Knife Sect opposite him heard this, their faces suddenly turned ashen. The surname Chen was so arrogant. If they could teach him a lesson, everyone would never be lenient.

If this person surnamed Chen could be killed, how much reward would the sect give? The brave guy actually thought of this question.

If they really kill Chen Fan, the reward will not come yet, Xuantian Sect's full revenge will definitely come first.

It is not easy for Ouyang Yeye to find such a satisfactory heir to the sect. He was killed by you like this. His scrupulous attitude would never let anyone go.

Chen Fan just stood there quietly, watching the remaining eight people not talking.

The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were also scared at this time. Who would be the first to go first? This is a big question.

The first person to take action will undoubtedly be attacked by Chen Fan with all his might. At this time, Chen Fan's heart was already full of murderous intent, and he would never be ruthless.

So the atmosphere became very awkward, and no one of the people stood there dared to take action first.

"Why are you still stunned? Do you play the statue?" Chen Fan began to mock him.

Clay people all have three parts of blood, let alone disciples of the Blood Knife Sect.

After hearing this, everyone began to attack Chen Fan desperately.

Chen Fan's figure swung quickly, and his footsteps that made people confused were like ghosts, suddenly floating here or standing there.

The attacks of everyone could not even touch Chen Fan's clothes, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

But Chen Fan is not a good gentleman. Since you are ready to attack me, you must be prepared to be killed by me.

His figure shot forward with all his strength and punched the disciple of the Blood Sword Sect who had been provoking him just now.

The eight thousand kilograms of huge force exploded instantly!

The chest of the Blood Knife Gate was sunk in a state visible to the naked eye. The whole person flew backwards like a broken sack, and then fell heavily to the ground.

I saw blood slowly flowing out of his seven orifices, and his pale face made people know that he was already a dying person.

Kill one person with one punch!

When everyone saw Chen Fan so domineering, their fighting spirit disappeared invisibly.

Everyone knows that Chen Fan is extraordinary, but judging from his fist strength, it seems that he is much stronger than the previous few days.

The fallen disciple of the Blood Sword Sect was also a young master at the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm. He was killed directly under Chen Fan's punch!

Seeing this scene, it seemed as if a ghost was howling in his heart, and his cold sweat suddenly came down.

Is this person a monster by killing the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm with one punch?

Chen Fan turned his head and looked at the remaining seven people coldly, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to get something that does not belong to you, you have to pay the price you should pay." Chen Fan said slowly.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect were also confused. Why is Senior Brother Chen so powerful that he can kill a cultivator with seventh level of Qi Condensation with one punch?

If this weren't his senior brother, the four of them would definitely be frightened and ran away.

The seven people from the Blood Knife Sect opposite were ready to escape. Chen Fan saw their intentions and said with a smile.

"It's too late to just remember to escape now."

After saying that, his body began to burst out again, and he randomly punched the next Blood Sword disciple.

The man who was hit suddenly disappeared from his face. A mouthful of blood spurted out in a scattered mouthful, looking particularly terrifying. Then he collapsed on the ground powerlessly, as if his bones were being pulled away, and he saw that he had no air inhalation.

Another punch killed a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect.

The rest of the people thought to themselves, if they had such a little strength, they would hit one with one punch, are they still waiting to die here?

So everyone fled like birds and beasts, and Chen Fan chased after him without hesitation to seek his life.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, Chen Fan came to take his life like the King of Hell in hell. Chen Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with him. If he hadn't appeared here, his brother would have probably died at the hands of this group of people.

The reason why these people asked them to give up the spiritual medicine and not chase them was because they were worried that the disciples of Xuantian Sect would kill them and destroy the spiritual medicine.

There are only a dozen people who are ambushing four people. Is there any behavior of letting them go alive?

He didn't give them a way out. Four people escaped just now, and Chen Fan did not pursue them.

Chen Fan would never mind sending them to hell for a greedy person who is not aware of life or death.

The eight people were not very fast to escape. Compared with Chen Fan's movement speed, they can be described as turtle's speed.

When the disciples of Xuantian Sect saw Chen Fan like a killing god, he would kill wherever he went, and took away the life of a disciple of the opposite sect with one punch.

Cultivation is such a cruel thing, either you kill me or I kill you.

There are only so many fixed resources for cultivation, and everyone fights for the sake of continuous promotion. Who is a monk who does not kill people?

Not only this is true in the mysterious realm of heaven, but even if you go out, the world still looks like this.

When the Blood Sword Sect saw Chen Fan's talent, they might send someone to assassinate him. Similarly, if their sect had a unique talent, Ouyang Ye would never mind letting that person disappear in the world.

For the sake of the practice resources, no one can distinguish who is right or wrong. Everything is to make one's life better.

This is the law of the jungle. You cannot change it, you can only make yourself stronger.

Chen Fan thought of this when he was cut off by Ye Xiongtian. He was too weak and simple in the past. He was forced to such an embarrassing situation by Ye Xiongtian. Fortunately, he met Senior Taotie and had the ability to make a comeback, otherwise he would have been a lonely ghost in the mass grave at this time.

It's equivalent to living a new life, so he naturally won't give himself a chance to make mistakes again.

Chen Fan will never be lenient when it comes to killing the person he should be killed.

After less than a stick of incense, the remaining eight people were killed under Chen Fan's iron fist. Chen Fan was disdainful to use the Shanyu Sword to kill them, so as not to dirty his sword.

After doing everything, Chen Fan walked to his sect brothers. When everyone saw Chen Fan's killing spirit, he couldn't help but feel a little weak.
Chapter completed!