The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"boom!"

As soon as Chen Fan's voice fell, the door slammed shut, and then Chen Fan heard a cold voice continue.

"not see!"

With these two words, I didn't even bother to look at who the person was, and Chen Fan was turned away. This kind of shelf is simply not so big.

Chen Fan, who was sprayed with dust, did not expect that things would go in the worst direction.

He arrived with great pains, and in the end Baptist did not even see the prefect.

You know, if you change the direction to go to the capital now, let's not say whether someone will obstruct it secretly, because this time issue alone will not be able to bear it.

Once Li Changfeng's confession was handed over to Emperor Chen, and the other party swiped a big pen, Li Changfeng immediately made his head fall!

Looking up at the Taishou Mansion, Chen Fan even thought about breaking through it, but in his current state, to break into the Taishou Mansion was a frantic test on the edge of death.

In the end, he could only choose to leave temporarily and came to a downtown area to gather some information on the side of the restaurant, to see if he could detect what the prefect had liked, and then start with this.

But when he had just arrived in the downtown area, he heard loud noises, heavy horseshoes falling from time to time, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Don't blame me if you bump into you in a while!"

A young voice came, and Chen Fan looked back. It was a milk monk who was about his age. He was riding a fire-red horse under his crotch, with four hoofs on fire, and two wings on his ribs. The giant horse!

At this moment, the giant horse's wings are close to his side, running freely in the downtown area, without caring about pedestrians.

Chen Fan noticed that pedestrians dared not say anything, only people whispered: "What about the prefect's son, the prefect will not ride horses in the downtown area, what more are you!"

A very important keyword was caught by Chen Fan in an instant.

The prefect's son!

Looking at the monk who was rushing towards him, Chen Fan's mouth gradually showed a smile.

"I can't find a place to step through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it. You hit my hand yourself!"

After that, Chen Fan stood in the center of the street facing the prefect's son and giant horse, without evading them!

"Get out of the way, I'm not responsible for hitting you to death!"

The rider was still chattering, but Chen Fan was already moving!

I saw him rise from the ground in a vigorous step, the whole person is as fast as lightning, and he hits the fire-red giant horse at a speed that is hard to see with the naked eye, and grabs the reins with both hands!

"drink!"

"Seriously!"

Chen Fan drank in a deep voice, with his arms hardened, and saw that the fiery red giant's half body suddenly jumped high and let out a scream.

Chen Fan didn't care. He used his hands again, kicked his feet and kicked the abdomen of the giant horse. With his own power, he kicked and bought it!

"Seriously!"

"what..."

One man and one horse screamed, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The giant horse with a height of one foot alone is weighed down on the young monk, which means that the opponent’s cultivation base is also good, and he has reached the peak of Wuwang at a young age, and I am afraid that he will be crushed to death. .

The first thing the young monk crawled out from under the horse was to drew out his long sword with a loud cry, and shouted: "Hey! Stopped my horse, I Ling Feiyang..."

Before he could finish a sentence, Chen Fan had already moved. He saw four spiritual power crystals sandwiched between his five fingers and threw them directly out, spurred by spiritual power in mid-air, and a golden light suddenly appeared.

The four golden armor guards showed their bodies and blocked all retreats, surrounding Ling Feiyang.

However, all this is not over yet, Chen Fan's finger is not pointed at the sword, pointing at Ling Feiyang's long sword in the air.

The life and death sword in the storage bag was immediately called upon, and the sound of breaking through the sky disappeared!

"Dang!"

At this point, Ling Feiyang's long sword was cut off and fell to the ground, while Chen Fan's sword of life and death had already locked the opponent's throat.

He glanced at the sword on the ground, the golden armor guards beside him, and the black and gold long sword floating in the air at the throat.

Ling Feiyang... was blinded.