Chapter 951

“Dare to confront the unparalleled sword, it is simply act recklessly!” Seeing Xiao Fan grabbing the unparalleled sword with his hand, Cui Qianyuan suddenly sneered, shouted, “and since you want to die, then I will send you a ride!”

When the voice fell, Cui Qianyuan once again urged the unparalleled sword in his hand to turn to Xiao Fan. After this urging, the swordsmanship of the unparalleled sword suddenly flourished. For a while, the whole sky appeared innumerable. Sword shadow, then the sky is shining, the rainbow is shining, the Vatican sounds, it is as if the sword is a sword from the gods, full of infinite power, wherever the creatures are surrendered. ??

but!

When the no-double sword touches the big hand of Xiao Fan, between the moments, the sky’s sword shadow disappears, the sky of the sky disappears, the rainbow of the sky dissipates, the endless vietnamese stops, all the visions of the sword Returning to nothingness, and then returning to the ordinary state before, was easily caught in the hands of Xiao Fan.

“This, this is impossible!” Seeing this scene, Cui Qianyuan suddenly stopped, and then his face appeared in an incredible color, and he was very shocked and screamed in his mouth.

The unparalleled sword has been mastered in his hands for three thousand years. He has already integrated himself with him and become a part of his body. Even Cui Qianyuan believes that even if he is a master, the resurrection of the big man of Cui Family is absolutely impossible. Take the unparalleled sword from his hand!

But now, the incomparable phenomenon has emerged. Xiao Fan, who controlled the unparalleled sword between the hands, then cut off the connection between himself and the sword.

This, how is this possible!

“Roll!” Xiao Fan Emei, rushing to Cui Qianyuan, then shaking hands, directly to Cui Qianyuan, who still holds the unparalleled sword, and then shakes it again, then the man shakes again, the sword is completely It fell into the palm of Xiao Fan.

“peng!” Cui Qianyuan was immediately reversed by the volcanic volcano, and once again landed, and a huge pothole was thrown on the ground to raise the dust of the sky.

“weng!” The unparalleled sword that fell into the hands of Xiao Fan gently vibrated. There was a strange stream of light around the body, and then a clear and frivolous sound.

The unparalleled sword is a weapon that Xiao Fan refines Desolate Heaven Slaughtering Demon Halberd and refining some of the leftovers left after Desolate Heaven Slaughtering Demon Halberd. The quality is not so good, but After all, it is a one-of-a-kind thing with the Desertate Slaughtering Demon Halberd, so its formidable power and potential are definitely not to be underestimated.

Nowadays, as the true master of the unparalleled sword, the unparalleled sword has finally returned to Xiao Fan’s hands. Naturally, I suddenly feel the original owner’s atmosphere of Xiao Fan, so the unparalleled sword suddenly expresses his own joy in his own way.

“You have been dusted for three thousand years, and later, it will not!” Xiao Fan showed a smile on his face, and he gently bounced the sword, and said.

Seeing that Xiao Fan said this, the unparalleled sword was quieted down, and then turned into a sword of ordinaryity, lying quietly in the hands of Xiao Fan.

“I don’t believe, I don’t believe, you, why can you take the unparalleled sword from my hand? The master of the sword is me, not you, this, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!” Cui Qianyuan’s face is full of surprised and angry The color, he screamed, forming a white sound wave visible in the air, wherever it went, the smoke was rolling, everything was smashed.

“The owner of the sword is yours? What are you counting?” Xiao Fan held the unparalleled sword in his hand and looked down at Cui Qianyuan at his feet, saying indifferently.

“Return my unparalleled sword to me!” Cui Qianyuan was so angry that his body suddenly exploded from the ground, tearing the space and rushing toward Xiao Fan.

“peng!”

Congratulations to Cui Qianyuan is a fist from Xiao Fan. Under the fist of Xiao Fan, Cui Qianyuan, who just rushed into the air, was beaten down to the ground and then crashed into the ground again. In the middle of the ground, the ground was pulled out of a huge pothole.

“Ah!”

Cui Qianyuan screamed, rushing out from the underground potholes, and then the black scales on his body grew faster, became bigger, denser, more black, and the teeth in the mouth became sharper, the breath of the whole person. It is skyrocketing and once again stunned toward Xiao Fan in the sky.

“peng!”

But the one that greeted him was still the punch of Xiao Fan, and the result was just the same. Cui Qianyuan was once again dropped by Xiao Fan, and slammed into the underground potholes, igniting the dust of the sky.

“Hey!” Cui Qianyuan rushed out from the underground pothole for the third time, and this time Cui Qianyuan’s entire body was covered with black scales on every inch of skin. The teeth in the mouth were sharp like a sword. It can be chilling, the whole person is like a bloodthirsty beast, squatting, rushing toward Xiao Fan in the sky.

But the result is still the same!

“peng!”

Xiao Fan exhaled and opened his voice. The dark eyes shimmered with the ray of light more than a hundred times more violent than Cui Qianyuan. Then he punched him on the head of Cui Qianyuan and dropped his whole person again. It crashed into the underground potholes.

This time, Cui Qianyuan did not get up again for a long time, the whole person was unable to lie in the deepest part of the pothole, and the seven scorpions were constantly with white blood, pale as paper, and could not see a trace of blood color.

Three consecutive punches were hit hard on the head, and Rao was the body of Cui Qianyuan’s Monster Race. He couldn’t hold Xiao Fan like this, so the third punch, Cui Qianyuan’s head has been hit hard, the whole body is It’s crashing and it’s already in a state of sudden death.

Xiao Fan has bloodthirsty rays of light floating in his eyes. He raises his hand and immediately grabs Cui Qianyuan at the lowest point of the pothole, and then lifts it up in front of himself like a chicken.

“You, who are you?” Cui Qianyuan took his head and looked at Xiao Fan with his face blank. The fierce gaze finally dissipated. Instead, he was deeply touched by the deep fear. He opened his mouth and was extremely difficult. Said.

“I used to read your name on the Demon Country’s Younger Generation Competition!” Xiao Fan stared at Cui Qianyuan in front of him, paused, and then slowly opened his mouth, his voice said flatly.

“I have read your name on the Demon Country’s Younger Generation Competition.” When I heard Xiao Fan’s words, Cui Qianyuan suddenly stopped, and then, in his mind, there was a scene. It only exists in the depths of his mind, and now he is about to be forgotten by him.

That’s in the capital of Demon Country, above the Magic Square!

Millions of Demon Country younger generations of younger generations once again competed against each other. The scene of prosperity and prosperity was simply amazing. Cui Qianyuan was one of the younger generations of Demon Country’s younger generation. Although he stopped at the preliminary round, he regretted losing. However, after all, it also achieved a lot of prestigious rankings in the preliminary rounds, so it was also an arrogance at the time, which was highly praised and concerned by the outside world. There were even a few bold women who threw away the shy olive branch to Cui Qianyuan.

After the end of the preliminary round, as a reward, one can’t see clearly. Nine Heavens is an invincible stalwart tall silhouette appeared in the air. After accepting the cheers of countless people, they started to earn a lot of money. The name of the young people who are ranked.

The name of Cui Qianyuan is naturally in it!

Vaguely remember, when his name was read by the invincible stalwart silhouette, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and the whole man’s brain was blank.

Because, that is the devil, the only master of Demon Country, the voice of the magician Xiao Fan.

“I, I was told by my master, Xiao Fan, the name of the demon!” Cui Qianyuan’s mind, hong long long, and then his mouth, for a long time, turned over and over, there is only such a sentence.

And now, Xiao Fan said, Xiao Fan!

Suddenly, the whole person was like being poured from the top of the head by a large bowl of ice water. Cui Qianyuan suddenly woke up, and then his entire face was faded and clean, leaving only the deepest white. The color, without a half of the blood color, the body can not stop shaking, lips constantly groaning, want to say, but because of the huge fear, the tongue is constantly calling, can not say anything.

Looking at the reaction of Cui Qianyuan, Xiao Fan did not speak, said nothing, just watching him quietly, a pair of dark scorpions flashing in the gloom, the breath of the body is like the ocean, unpredictable, and sometimes The gust of wind came, the rainstorm hit the general, fierce and incomparable, and sometimes it was like the sun illuminating the sea, the sea was not shocked, but under the breeze, wrinkled a ripple and calmed.

“peng!” , “peng!” , “peng!”

Cui Qianyuan’s whole man crouched on the ground, and then his head squatted down, constantly making a dull voice, and instantly blurred the flesh and blood of his brain, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

“Qi, beg you, let go, let me go, me, me!” Cui Qianyuan continually rushed to Xiao Fan, and then the voice trembled and pleaded.

For all the old Demon Country people, Xiao Fan’s status is already high and can’t be spoken. In the face of Xiao Fan, even if they are confident again, they will never be able to rise up to the heart of Xiao Fan.

Because they have seen Xiao Fan’s invincible majesty, they have also seen the terrifying scene of Xiao Fan, and they have seen Xiao Fan’s cold gesture of killing all creatures. So, for Xiao Fan, the whole Demon Country is I absolutely can’t find someone who dares to be enemies with Xiao Fan.

I didn’t know that Xiao Fan was the magician Xiao Fan. Now, I know it, so Cui Qianyuan’s self-confidence is suddenly like a flood. It is washed away by the moment, and the only remaining deep fear is in Xiao. In front of Fan, he trembled and trembled.