My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

After Chen Fan understood the situation clearly, his expression was gentle, but he nodded and said:

"The relationship between you brothers is indeed sincere..."

Zheng Hao also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, it's all like this..."

When he mentioned his younger brother, he naturally meant to intimidate Chen Fan with his younger brother's strength.

After all, for sects like Xuantianmen, the meanings represented by the top ten geniuses are naturally self-evident.

And judging from Chen Fan's attitude, it seemed that he had indeed eased up a little.

Just when Zheng Hao thought he should be able to save his life.

The second half of Chen Fan's sentence made Zheng Hao fall into complete despair:

"Unfortunately, you know too much, I can't let you go."

Chen Fan raised his sword and cut it down instantly.

Chi la.

Zheng Hao's expression full of astonishment and unwillingness froze, and his head was separated from his body.

Blood gushed out in large quantities.

Chen Fan shook his head.

Now that the enemy has been formed, and he has exposed too many methods in front of him, it is naturally impossible to let him go just because the other party is honest.

And when he mentioned his powerful younger brother, it was nothing more than to frighten Chen Fan.

The more this was the case, the more determined Chen Fan's killing intent was.

And even though he was a member of the great sect, after he died, he did not leave any tracking marks!

And Chen Fan also immediately checked the various items on his body, and confirmed that there was no device that could be located, and then he restrained the scroll of painting.

He had long used the Tianxin Wuxing Jue to disguise his appearance, and the Star God Seal to hide his soul breath, so he naturally didn't worry that Lin Jiangxian, who had escaped, would doubt his identity.

"No matter how powerful his younger brother is, it's impossible to find out from hundreds of people that I killed Zheng Hao, right?"

After solving the competitor, he turned his head to look at the location of the cave.

There was no competition, and Chen Fan was not in a hurry, and walked slowly towards the gate of the cave.

At the beginning, his face was quite calm, but when he approached the gate of the cave, his face became serious.

As he approached the cave, Bian Ting felt a terrifying repulsion coming from the location of the cave.

If you move forward, there will be, and if you go back, it will disappear.

It was okay at the beginning, and with his strength, he could easily bear it.

But when he got close to the range of four or five feet, he felt the pressure.

He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, relying on his strong physique and strength, he abruptly walked to the position one foot in front of the cave, and it would be extremely difficult to move forward.

According to the current speed, without a day or two, there is no way to get in!

He couldn't help frowning: "Don't tell me I have to arouse a rage to get in?"

But soon he shook his head.

"No, if I have to be violent to enter, then this cave is too difficult, and no one else will be able to enter. That day, killing the Taoist left the inheritance, it is impossible to deliberately embarrass others..."

He raised his eyebrows, and a flash of light flashed in his mind:

"The purpose of setting obstacles in the cave is to select and identify those who are suitable for inheritance. It should be just a threshold!"

When Chen Fan thought of this, he immediately aroused his own killing intent, showing the killing mood without hindrance.

And as he burst out with his own killing intent, he also felt the repulsion outside the cave suddenly loosen!

His eyes sparkled, "The pressure on people with killing intent is much less than that of ordinary warriors!"

In this way, those who can enter the cave are either warriors who have mastered the concept of killing, or fierce men who are so powerful that they can force their way into the cave.

Both of them are very human, and they are also people who are enough to obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Killer Taoist.

Although Chen Fan's killing mood has been deeply understood, he is still half a step away from the killing realm, although the repelling force he receives is much more relaxed.

But it took Chen Fan a quarter of an hour to cover the short distance of ten feet.

But the moment he stepped into the cave, the terrifying pressure completely dissipated.

And as Chen Fan entered the gate of the cave, the gate of the cave was closed automatically, and no breath was revealed.

"It took me so long to enter the cave. If it were those two people, I'm afraid they might not be able to enter for ten days and a half months..."

Chen Fan shook his head and paced forward.

The inside of the cave is extremely simple and simple, just like an ordinary cave in the wild.

It's just the terror of the rich vitality of the world.

Originally, the vitality of heaven and earth in Xiao Qingxu was extremely strong.

And in this cave, it is even more intense several times.

He took the initiative to stimulate the internal circulation, communicate with the power of heaven and earth, and only felt that the speed of the real kung fu was running faster.

His practice speed is not lower than the efficiency brought by hanging up the phone.

"If I can really stay here for a year, I should almost be able to break through the ninth level..."

Chen Fan's eyes sparkled.

His cultivation base has always been his own shortcoming, so entering Xiaoqingxu's cave at this time, but being able to make up for his shortcoming a little bit, is naturally a great thing.

He stepped forward, and soon saw the stone statue in the middle of the cave.

In the empty cave, apart from this statue, there is nothing else.

The statue is engraved with an old man in Taoist uniform.

When Chen Fan frowned and walked towards the statue, the statue opened its eyes and looked at Chen Fan like this:

"I am a heavenly killer of Taoists. If you want to obtain my inheritance, you must first pass this level."

He looked at Chen Fan with both eyes, and at the same time, a cold killing intent emerged, rushing towards Chen Fan frantically.

Even with Chen Fan's will and strength, his face was pale and full of shock.

This killing intent is too terrifying!

There is no comparison between his own killing mood and it.

Even if Chen Fan grasped the killing mood, he still couldn't counteract the horror of this killing intent.

The longer he persisted in Vietnam.

The cold sweat kept oozing from his head, his teeth were tightly closed, but he didn't dare to let go.

The killing impact lasted for a long time.

When the killing impact stopped, Chen Fan himself couldn't stand up at all, almost collapsed and sat on the ground.

He didn't suffer any real attack, but his mind and will suffered an extremely terrifying impact!

He wanted to give up several times, but in the end he persisted.

"You passed."

But at this time, the statue nodded, looked at Chen Fan's face with memories, and talked eloquently:

"More than 10,000 years ago, my friend Qingxu Guanzhu established Xiao Qingxu, and he insisted on me leaving a legacy... So I left here a set of swordsmanship that I am good at..."

The statue suddenly raised its hand, and the stone sword in its hand waved forward, and then the murderous intent all over the sky rippled and exploded again.

Chen Fan's mind shook.

Looking at this sword technique with wide eyes, only this sword is left in his eyes.

The statue didn't mobilize any energy from heaven and earth, but simply swung the sword.

And this sword is a martial art, still in the range where the killing mood can be released.

But the power of swordsmanship made Chen Fan look sideways.

After the statue practiced a sword, it did not stop, but immediately practiced a second sword.