"The commander is the commander!"

The young man with moles on his eyebrows was still full of hot eyes. Although he was a little surprised that the young man before was Chen Fan, he still believed that Yan Tian was stronger in both forces.

Leng Yu next to him also sneered repeatedly, waiting for Yan Tian to destroy Chen Fan.

At this moment, Ophena and others were also shocked.

Of course, Opina had heard that there was a genius in China, the genius named Chen Fan who was born shortly afterwards. But no matter how she thought, she never connected Chen Fan in front of her with the genius in China.

At this moment, after hearing what these people said, Orfina felt that she was so stupid.

If it weren't for the genius like Chen Fan, how could he subdue vampires of Randy? How could he be so terrifying?

She had heard of the deeds of that genius, but who would have thought that the person around her was Chen Fan. At this moment, Ophena, the Black-faced Knight, was already stunned and didn't know what to say.

However, Chen Fan, a genius who had just been born, was going to fight against Yan Tian, ​​who was already well-known in China, known as the God of Martial Arts, and had a huge power.

It still makes people feel a little stressful, because both of them are both geniuses, and strictly speaking, Yan Tian seems to have become famous earlier.

Who knew that Chen Fan would be able to make a light move and easily fight back at this moment:

"Open the martial god, keep silent, you deserve to be called the martial god? Haha, you can't even deal with a small werewolf. It's simply a shame for us. You are so famous as the martial god of China. You are so shameless. You are so shameless, do you know?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Come down quickly and compete with each other. If it doesn't work, you can go together."

Chen Fan's words were extremely powerful. It moved countless people on the scene. Not to mention whether Chen Fan could do it or whether he was bragging, but this was just that he brewed enough aura and momentum.

When ordinary people face this attitude, they may be really timid and dare not fight it.

"To deal with you, just one sword! Why do you need help?"

Yan Tiandu's face turned blue with anger, his eyes narrowed slightly, and murderous intent appeared. Chen Fan in front of him was not taking him seriously at all, so he could say such arrogant words.

The cold voice next to him, the young man with a mole on his eyebrows changed his expression. Is the God of Martial Arts going to use his sword?

Then Chen Fan will undoubtedly die.

"Chen Fan, I have heard of your affairs, but we Lord Wushen never kill people. Come and admit your mistakes, hand over the Holy Water, and sincerely apologize. Lord Wushen may save your life, otherwise your life may be lost, and this is the last chance."

Suddenly, the young man with a mole on his eyebrows seemed kind-hearted and comforted him.

"I'm just talking to him, and tell me, let Lord Wu Shen kill this little girl directly, and come clean!"

Leng Yu smiled disdainfully. Yan Tian was like this again. Why are they afraid of being from a group of people from the supernatural team? They are jumping, leaving him without a place to die.

"Troubleshooting me? Hahaha."

Chen Fan smiled long, "I'll be my opponent after practicing for ten years."

"I'm very angry, but I don't know if your strength can resist me. Yan Tiandu. Today, in front of so many people, I will teach you a good lesson. Come on the sword!"

Buzz!

Suddenly, a sound of sword energy resounded. In everyone's eyes, Yan Tian didn't know when a long sword appeared in his hand, blooming with white light.

Others may not have seen it, but Chen Fan's eyes saw that there seemed to be a small bead bracelet on Yan Tiandu's wrist, which had storage space. The sword flew out of the bracelet, and when the sword came out, it buzzed.

The ripples of swords swept across, and everyone's faces changed drastically.

What kind of sword is this?

So awesome!

Not only everyone, but also Chen Fan was surprised.

This sword is a spiritual sword. Yan Tiandu actually has a spiritual sword in his hand. Moreover, it can be used barely?

brush!

Yan Tian had sharp eyes and came directly with a sword. He had never been willing to use this sword because it was the sword he collected by chance. It has always been his trump card. He would not use it until the last resort.

At least when dealing with the tower, he was reluctant to use such a sword.

But now facing Chen Fan, he knew that Chen Fan's strength was stronger than he thought, so he used it directly. He had to kill with one blow.

After all, he is the martial god Yan Tiandu. Chen Fan provoked his dignity, so he wanted to tell him with his strength what a master looks like. He wanted to destroy Chen Fan with one sword.

The speed, sharpness, and piercing power of this sword were really terrifying. Everyone saw a meteor-like light passing through the void and was about to cut it on Chen Fan's throat.

"It's going to fight."

"Well, yes, the two of them are going to fight. Tsk tsk, I don't know who can win."

"Nonsense, it must be Yan Tiandu!"

In an instant, everyone said one by one, and halfway through the words, the sword had reached Chen Fan's throat.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Chen Fan avoiding him. He was so scared that this kid was so scared that he didn't hide?

But the next moment, Chen Fan's arm changed and a pot appeared in his hand. The copper-colored pot had just expanded suddenly. With a divine method, the sword energy penetrated it without any influence, without even a trace, and then the sword bent.

Not only that, Yan Tian was bounced back by the recoil force, and he felt the sword energy reflex on the spot, causing his chest to hurt.

With all his strength, he was bounced back, causing his energy to storm in his body. He sprayed blood, Yan Tian's face turned pale on the spot and shook his distance.

What?

Yan Tian and everyone on the scene were shocked. It was impossible!

"Yan Tian has been shocked, my god!"

"No, look, Chen Fan is here, he is..."

Everyone exclaimed

"waste!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan appeared in front of Yan Tiandu. In his pale face and horrified face, he slapped in the face. Yan Tiandu rotated like a top several times, then continued to eject, flew to the distance and rolled for more than ten times before he stopped. His head was in the sand and his feet were facing the sky, making a dog eat silk.

Extremely embarrassed, like a beggar.

"Commander!"

"No! Why is this happening!"

All the supernatural teams looked dull.

There is no resistance at all.

Even if they had a little resistance, they felt nothing was wrong. But Yan Tian had passed by and was directly pulled to the ground by Chen Fan.

He even slapped him, that was the martial god of their supernatural team!!!

"this……"

Leng Yu, the middle-aged man, had a cold sweat droplets on his face.

"No, Chen Fan's strength is too much higher than ours. Yan Tian is not an opponent. How can this be done! How can he be like this? His strength actually surpasses our commander?"

Leng Yu kept cursing in his heart, and his eyes looked at Chen Fan were extremely vicious. After all, he was also a member of the superpower team. He had threatened to destroy this kid before. Who knew that they were now suppressed by Chen Fan like this.

Chen Fan glanced at this cold voice, felt his sharp edge, and suddenly a flash of his finger, and the sharp golden light ejected. This cold voice, who was far inferior to Yan Tian, ​​screamed, covered his dantian, and knelt on the ground with a desperate look on his face. The real lady serves online to help you find a book to chat with you. Please WeChat/mail/search/send/hot hot online articles or rdww444 waiting for you to flirt~

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