Chapter 351

Outside of the shrine, everyone was silenced.

They thought it was Chen fan who flew out, but Chen Fan came out of the temple leisurely with his hands on his shoulder. There was only one possibility for the person who flew out - "Zuo Xu Shen"!

"How could it be?"

Wutian Xuanfeng's eyes are almost staring out.

Zuoxu is a ghost who has lived in the world for hundreds of years. His powerful power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Although Takeda Xuanfeng stands at the top of the martial arts, he has to be awed by such strong people as Zuo Xushen.

But Chen Fan beat him out of the temple. How powerful is Chen fan?

"Is this the first master of Chinese martial arts?" Takeda Xuanfeng said.

Ziji was so scared that her body trembled. Zuo Xushen was the God in her heart. Chen fan could defeat him. Doesn't it mean that killing them is as easy as killing chickens?

And Qianhe Zhenhong's face was more dignified than ever before.

"Don't worry. In the shrine, Lord zuosu can exert 12% of his strength. He is immortal and can hardly be killed." Qianhe Zhenhong said in a voice.

Although he said so, he had no bottom in his heart.

Although Zuo Xushen can't be killed, chen fan's strength is still beyond his imagination. Today, for the first time, he doubted whether Zuo Xushen could leave chen fan. If Chen Fan escapes from zuosu shrine, they will suffer. After all, Zuo Xushen can't leave the shrine easily, which means that no one can stop chen fan.

Chen fanda can easily destroy many of their subordinates, families and industries one by one. He will stay at the foot of the mountain and come down to kill one and two to kill a pair. In this case, the left beard God has a headache.

"Howl!"

An angry howl came, like the roar of hell.

A figure appeared in the broken rockery. At this time, the thin old man's face was twisted, and his eyes were almost ready to burst out a flame of anger. He roared in a hoarse voice:

"Chinese, you have angered me."

"After I defeat you, I will put your soul in the fire and burn it for a hundred years!"

With that, the thin old man stepped forward.

"Tear it!"

There was a tearing sound in his body, like a paper bag being torn. When people looked at it, they saw that the thin old man had grown a section of height out of thin air. Originally, it was only about 1.67 meters, but now it is close to 2 meters.

"Pop."

The old man took the second step again.

This time, his whole body muscles inflated, both his hands and feet and his body inflated like a balloon, and pieces of black scales appeared on his body.

Step three, step four... But when the old man takes step seven.

There is no longer Zuo xuyixie, the great Yin Yang master with white beard and white hair, who looks like an immortal. There is only one left, up to three meters high, with one horn and one eye, blue face and tusks, hands like claws and black scales, which is like the ghost of hell devil.

This is the real body of Zuo Xushen.

"Bang Dang."

Zuo Xushen's two claws collided with each other, making a sound of steel and even sparking. Countless black fog shrouded his body, and lava was boiling in his one eye.

"Chinese people, do you think that the one I beat before is the real me? Now, let me teach you what is the power of ghosts. " Zuoxu's lips don't move, but the huge mental power whistling like the ocean comes from all directions, and the figure of zuoxu automatically rings in everyone's mind.

After he came out of his real body, he did not speak any more, but directly used his mental power to transmit sound.

All the people around, except Qianhe Zhenhong and Takeda Xuanfeng, could still stand there. Others were holding their brains. The head is shocked by the mental strength of the left beard God.

"Is it?"

Chen Fan turned his back and gave a faint smile.

The fierce explosion in his eyes shot out the blue god awn about a foot long, and the vast idea burst out of his body, which collided with the spirit of zuoxu God. This is the first time that Chen fan has fully released his mind.

"Boom."

Two huge forces collided together. In the void, there was a violent sound, just like two huge waves collided together. Chen Fan's bright light blue spirit is in touch with his spiritual power, which is like the light black fog that fills the void like the ocean. It made a shrill sound, as if the steel knife was rubbing against the glass, which was extremely harsh.

In the eyes of the public, it is the black tide that comes to Chen fan. Chen fan, on the other hand, put out a blue sword and cut it into the black wave, splitting the black wave in two. It's like cutting cow skin with a knife. Although it's difficult, it's still hard to cut.

"How can you have so much mental power? And so concise? "

Zuo Xushen exclaimed.

His spirit condensed for hundreds of years is incomparably powerful, and his spiritual power is even more incredible. But Chen Fan's ideas are more concise than his, if we insist on comparison. Ordinary people's spiritual power is tofu, his spiritual power is a piece of wood, and Chen Fan's idea is a steel knife.The steel knife cuts into the wood. Although it is difficult to cut, it can still cut a gap. When wood is used to cut steel knives, there is no way to take steel knives.

This is the situation where Zuo Xushen and Chen Fan's ideas collide.

"It's a huge mental force." A little greed flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.

Although he absorbed the power of faith in the golden statue, his divine thoughts are now only five li away at most. After hundreds of years of accumulation, Zuo Xushen's spiritual strength is at least three times that of him. It's a pity that Zuo Xushen doesn't know how to condense his mind, and his use of mental power is very primitive. Otherwise, he can defeat chen fan only by his mental strength.

"This power is in your hands. It's a pity."

Chen Fan drinks lightly and grabs dozens of wind blades in the air. These dozens of wind blades formed a hurricane dragon and rolled to the left.

"No, that's what he used to kill beitingchuan."

Purple Ji Meng's face crazy change, Jiao voice way.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zuo Xu is not beitingchuan." Qianhe Zhenhong's eyes narrowed slightly and said faintly.

Although Chen Fan shows great strength, he still has faith in Zuo Xushen. As long as in the shrine, Zuo Xushen is invincible, and Chen fan can escape alone at most.

Sure enough, Zuo Xushen grinned and held out his hands like a sharp blade.

The huge black fog converges between his claws and finally condenses into a black cyclone. The cyclone was small at first, but after absorbing the black fog around it, it expanded rapidly and finally turned into a grinding disc. By left must God fierce push, with Chen Fan's Hurricane dragon hit together.

"Boom."

The two techniques collided together, just like two mountains collided with each other, with broken stones and debris scattered. Innumerable energetic aftershocks shot out in all directions. Qianhe Zhenhong and others quickly released the body protection magic and vigorous Qi to protect themselves, while the men of other shrines were not so lucky. They were cut by many wind blades, and suddenly fell to the ground, howling.

"Patta."

Ziji pulls out a small Sabre and cuts a wind blade that comes to her. Hesitated for a while, unexpectedly helped snow on behalf of sand also blocked a black fog. She didn't know what she thought, but she was not optimistic about the battle of Zuo Xushen.

Snow on behalf of sand standing there, silently swept purple Ji a look, continue to look to the field.

Her life and death are entirely determined by this war.

At this time, the battle in the field has become white hot. Chen Fan wave to find a magic, thunder, wind blade, fireball, ivy, giant wood. The five elements magic is at your fingertips. He is like a fort, aiming at the left must God crazy gun.

"Too strong, too strong. This is the real person at the peak of the technique. "

Qianhe Zhenhong's heart is full of longing.

Chen Fan's speed, speed and skill of casting magic are like flowing clouds and flowing water. It was Zhou Daoji, the first figure of the southern school, who was here. When he saw this scene, he was stunned. If the magicians on the earth want to release, they all need to rely on Yin Jue, talisman, magic weapon and so on. It took time for the southern school Zhixuan to set up the array in his palm. But Chen Fan almost handy, a spell out, as easy as drinking water. This power is terrible.

In contrast, zuoshushen is a bit clumsy.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The spells hit the black fog.

As the aftershocks spread, all the buildings in zuosu Shrine were smashed, smashed and in a mess.

Although Zuo Xushen occasionally counterattacks, most of the time, he blocks Chen Fan's magic by the black fog. If you can't stop it, you can only rely on your body to carry it. Zuoxushen has a huge body three meters high. It is completely condensed by the spirit and the power of belief for hundreds of years. It is almost indestructible, comparable to the peak of Henglian master. It was Chen Fan's wind blade that ran against it. Although he pulled out wounds, he quickly repaired them with the help of the black fog.

How can Zuo Xushen bear being beaten by Chen fan? He roared angrily:

"Chen beixuan, we have the ability to fight face to face without magic."

"I don't believe that your mana is endless and can be released all the time. And I'm in the shrine, you can't kill me! "

As soon as the sound of zuoxu myth fell, chen fan suddenly stopped his magic and said with a faint smile:

"is that right? Then you take my punch. "

Chen Fan said, gently stamped on the ground.

"Click!"

The floor made of ancient bluestone slabs was trampled out of a huge hole by him. The hole is one meter wide. From the outside, it looks like the footprints of a giant. It must be seen.

Chen Fan's body was drawn into a shape full of bows, just like Hou Yi's bows. Then with the help of this rebound, he shot out, pulled out many illusions, and broke the sound barrier in an instant.

The distance between them was tens of meters, and Chen fanyue passed them almost half a time. Chen Fan's fist had already hit his chest before Zuo Xushen could react.Zuo Xushen is three meters tall. He was hit by Chen fan. First, the chest shakes, and then it spreads out like a drop of water. The chest exploded like a shell in it. First, the chest, then the abdomen, thighs, arms, limbs, neck, all of which were blown apart, leaving only one head floating in the air.

It's so quiet, everyone can't believe it. Qianhe Zhenhong and others are stunned, like ghosts.

Zuo Xushen was hit by Chen fan?

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