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2560. Two thousand five hundred sixty

The three-edged eyes were really cruel. The corners of his mouth tilted, he took a step forward, and threw the big tripod in his hand without saying a word!

"boom--"

With a dull sound, the cauldron broke through the air. The little girl was so scared that she screamed and used an iron bridge. The cauldron almost flew over her belly!

When everyone behind him saw it, no one dared to take it head-on. He flashed all the waves, but the strength of the cauldron did not stop at all. He crashed straight towards the statue behind him like a shell!

"not good!"

Just in the moment of lightning, suddenly, there was a dull sound, "Dong--"

This sound was like an old monk ramming a bell, with dark energy in the dullness!

Looking at the big tripod, it stopped in the air, and the slanting thorns swept through the wind. A man kicked the head with one hand, and his other hand actually grabbed the big tripod with steadily!

He is also a hand!

He caught the cauldron with one hand!

The woman on the Taishi chair looked around with her mouth tilted and her eyes coldly. When she saw this, her face changed and she sat up straight!

Although she didn't stand up, she turned her head slightly, looked up and down at the person who came, but she had already called in her heart!

Who is this guy?

Could it be, the sweeping monk?

Looking at the three-edged eyes again, he was even more surprised. He frowned and looked up and down at the person coming.

At this time, when Yaque looked at the scene again, everyone was stunned. The little girl hid behind Chen Fan and made a face with the three-sided eyes!

Chen Fan turned his head and nodded slightly to Lao Baimei. Seeing this, Lao Baimei felt relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief and almost fainted. Chen Fan stepped forward alone, holding the big cauldron in one hand, as if...

It looks very relaxed as if I was carrying a foot wash basin.

What is lifting weight easily? This is called lifting weight easily.

"What are you... doing? Are you looking for trouble if you have nothing to do? Do you know where this place is? Come here to make trouble?"

When he said this, Chen Fan frowned slightly, as if he was scolding the White Queen.

Just this awesome and thumping force made Sanling's eyes confused.

The three-edged eyes tilted his mouth, and he was very angry. He couldn't help but whisper, "Damn... who are you... so arrogant?"

"snort."

Chen Fan smiled, walked forward two steps, suddenly shook his arm, and the big turtle in his hand was smashed out!

The huge cast iron cauldron was thrown out, like a ball was thrown out. The triangular eyes were scared because Chen Fan took action too quickly and suddenly, and he had no time to avoid it. In desperation, he almost had an instinctive reaction. He used his hands together and hit him hard!

Vajra Prajna Palm!

"Bang--"

With a roar, the Sanling Eyes were shocked, and the huge impact directly shocked his sleeves torn apart. At the same time, a layer of blood mist suddenly burst out around his body!

"boom--"

Under the huge force, the cauldron flew violently. Chen Fan grabbed the edge of the cauldron with one hand. At this time, he looked at the three-edged eyes and had already been smashed out by the remaining power of the cauldron!

He could not stop his body at all. As he flew, he was facing the woman behind him. The people around him flashed around, but the woman looked cold and did not move. He just waited for the man to fly over and flicked him gently with a folding fan, "Swish-"

The three-ringed eyes were in the air, as if they were being pulled by some huge force. They were shot directly at the woman, but now they crossed their waists and fell to the edge.

After a while of roaring, the man fell to the ground and looked at his arms, which were already purple and red!

The purple-red and swollen skin was covered with cracks and blood was constantly oozing out!

“…”

Everyone present was shocked!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of this triangular eye is much stronger than that guy just now. With just how he beat the cauldron back with one palm, it means that his strength is terrible. However, such a powerful person can only hold on to one encounter in front of Chen Fan!

"Second!Second!"

A man ran over and lowered his head and pushed his eyes.

The three-edged eyes opened, and blood foam surging in his mouth. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

"Catching...the dragon capturing skill...the dragon capturing skill..."

Sanling eyes said, and his whole body trembled. The man was shocked when he heard this. He turned to look at Chen Fan. Seeing the true energy around Chen Fan, there was a faint sound of a dragon roar, his face changed drastically!

"Lielong Xiaochuan!"

Looking at Chen Fan's arm and thinking about the situation just now, the gray-haired man slowly stood up, "Mr. Huang, who are you?"

"Mr. Huang, it's my mentor."

"Who are you?"

"Chen Fan."

A word came out like a muffled thunder exploded on the spot. The innocent faces that broke in were shocked at that time.

Even the woman's face darkened, and she subconsciously narrowed her eyes and looked up and down.

"You are out of here now, and you still have time to trek into the Ghost Sect's main stele for no reason and hurt the Ghost Sect's disciples. I will teach you a lesson. If you want to live or not, leave quickly and play wildly here. If you have one, I will let you go out sideways!"

When this is said, it is full of pretentiousness. If an ordinary person dares to speak like this, he will definitely be beaten. However, when Chen Fan said this, none of the people present thought that this was very pretentious.

In the face of absolute strength, basically, the word "pretending to be" has no irony.

"Hmph, I think who I am? With such a big tone, it turns out that it is Mr. Chen!"

The woman shook the folding fan and stood up. She carried her hands behind her back and walked towards Chen Fan with awesomeness. "I heard earlier that Mr. Chen is the number one master of the Ghost Sect. I don't know who is more capable than your real person at the helm?"

"You don't need to sow discord."

Old Baimei sneered when she heard this, "I am old and exhausted, so I can't start to act. Not to mention what's going on now, as far as Mr. Chen's current cultivation is concerned, even if I was not an opponent! Didn't you want to wipe out the Ghost Sect and avenge your master? Now the opportunity is here! Standing in front of you, the Nine-Disciple Ghost Sect, who kicked Luobu Danzeng and hit Dazang Kangba, Mr. Chen! Humph, don't think I can't see that the few you are with you are all masters from the Golden Ding Dalun Temple. Since they have made the Vajra Sect, they must also know Luobu Danzeng's strength? I advise you to think about it, is your cultivation still above Luobu Danzeng?"

“…”

As soon as these words came out, the men looked at each other in a row. The gray-haired men walked to the woman and whispered a few words to the woman.
Chapter completed!
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