The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

With a wave of his big sleeve, all the powder from the tens of thousands of Lingshi in front of him dissipated. Chen Fan thought for a while, and he turned the golden armor guard into a scrap of copper and rotten iron, as well as the corpses of Huo Guang and the old poison into the storage. Bag, ready to be taken out and disposed of.

After all, this is someone's tomb. Although Chen Fan accidentally played a guest on Captain Jin, he still needs to have the least respect for the Heroic Spirit Tomb.

When he came to the quietly standing coffin, Chen Fan clasped his fists and bowed: "Senior is a heroic soul, and the younger generation admires it infinitely. I'm disturbing you!"

After saying this, Chen Fan didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and left.

Closing the stone gate and sealing the tomb of the heroic soul, he returned to the Huyuejian Gorge along the original path where he came.

Rotating the ladder clouds, Chen Fan dexterously climbed the cliff, using his strength to climb up, and within a short time, he came to the top of Tiger Yuejian.

The people who had gathered around had already left, and all were empty, except for the rustling of the breeze blowing over the leaves, and the occasional beast roaring from a distance.

Chen Fan calculated for a moment, and decided to continue practicing in the Demon Empress Desert for a period of time.

But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a faint breathing sound not far away!

"Why do you need to hide your head and show your tail, why not come out and see?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Chen Fan's eyes flickered.

A long time later, a figure stood up in a cloud of weeds not far away. Chen Fan knew this person. He was forced to go down the Tiger Leap River for investigation by Huo Guang, but he was finally blocked by him.

Chen Fan seems to have heard people talk about him, and his name is Liu Ji.

"Are you here to thank me?" Chen Fan said teasingly. He naturally knew why Liu Ji had been guarding here. He just wanted to see if he could miss it.

"I didn't expect it. Eight masters played the tiger leaping stream together, but in the end it was cheaper for a Seventh Heaven. Oh no, it should be an Eight Heavenly Warrior now."

Liu Ji slowly wiped the dust off his body, and while approaching Chen Fan, he said: "You call Chen Fan, right? Liu must say, a good method!"

"Can you tell me how long it has been to enter the Tiger Leap Stream this time?" Chen Fan ignored Liu Ji's oppressive aura, instead speaking flatly.

Liu Ji sneered and said: "You have waited for 43 days into the canyon. Liu has never left, and has been waiting here. The Emperor is worthy of his heart. I am afraid that the book that day will change hands!"

When the words fell, Liu Ji's eyes became more hideous, and a **** long knife appeared in his hand.

"I'm sorry, you may not get the heavenly book, because he has already been printed on Chen's mind." Chen Fan pointed his head and continued: "Moreover, since the doubts in Chen's heart have been resolved. Then...bye! "

After saying a word, Chen Fan flipped his hand and the Hanguangjian suddenly appeared. There was no movement under his feet, but the long sword in his hand was holding a sword flower in the air.

The sword light flashed out in an instant, and Liu Ji's eyes flashed.

But before his sight recovered, he felt a tingling pain in his chest, and his entire body had been penetrated.

"Dang Cang..."

The scarlet sword fell to the ground, Liu Ji clutched his chest, and the whole person was shocked to the extreme.

He didn't even see how Chen Fan's sword was used, and how close he was, as if only the light of the sword flashed through his chest.

"What are you... what martial skill is this!"

With red eyes, Liu Ji sent out the last question in his life sadly.

Chen Fan replied faintly: "It's called Dugu Yijian!"