As the colorful God Huang said, Qin fan, who has reached the territory of the Ninth Heaven in the early days of cultivation, doesn''t take Zhou Yang seriously at all, because their current strength gap can''t be described too much even by the difference between heaven and earth.


    Peak duel. Qin fan beat Zhou Yang and tortured him to spit blood after more than ten moves.


    Zhou Yang, who thought he had the blessing of wanxianmen, could not lose, but only after he really fought with Qin fan did he realize that even if he fought hard, he was not his opponent.


    Qin fan''s progress has been terrible for more than half a year.


    "You, are you the cultivation of Chu Tianjing now?" Zhou Yang looked at Qin fan pale and asked after Qin fan was badly beaten and vomited blood.


    "An accident?"


    "How could it be? When Shizong learned martial arts, he was only in the psychic realm. How could you reach the Chu Tian realm? How did you do it?"


    At a loss, Zhou Yang''s eyes looking at Qin fan were full of horror.


    In his opinion, this is simply impossible, but he did it. It''s amazing.


    "Now, you should know the gap between you and me? If your father Zhou Zhengyuan didn''t interfere with it and Tang Li''s father and son calculated, you wouldn''t win the championship!" he sneered at Zhou Yang. Qin fan''s eyes burst with murderous Qi, which was thrilling.


    "This is the chaos cave. Both my master and the leader are here. You''d better not mess around, or you will be killed!"


    He looked at Qin fan with great palpitation and smelled a strong murderous spirit from him, so Zhou Yang was so afraid.


    "You are also the son of Zhou Zhengyuan. Do you think what you say now has an impact on me?" Qin fan sneered at him and didn''t take him seriously.


    "What do you want?" Zhou Yang took a deep breath and asked calmly.


    "I want to kill you!" Qin Fan said cruelly, holding the blood dragon sword, without hiding his strong murderous spirit.


    There is no fear of gain or loss, let alone mercy.


    At the moment when the voice fell, Qin fan was like an arrow leaving the string and killed Zhou Yang like lightning.


    "Whew, whew..."


    With absolute strength, when Qin fan moved his heart to kill, Zhou Yang, who was already at a disadvantage in cultivation, couldn''t escape and was in a desperate situation.


    Seeing that the sharp edge of the blood dragon sword was about to wipe Zhou Yang''s neck, suddenly, a terrible knife Qi came from the sky, locked Qin fan and chopped at him.


    The long knife pierces the air. This is the means of Sanxian. When the colorful shenhuang, who had not planned to take action, realized that Qin fan was in danger, she no longer stood by and welcomed him without hesitation.


    "Dang Dang..."


    "Bang Bang..."


    There was no accident. The colorful God Huang took over the knife Qi cleaved towards Qin fan, and Qin fan drove straight in. The long sword didn''t stop at all, and the momentum was like a rainbow across Zhou Yang''s neck.


    In an instant, a blood spatter, followed by a head rolling down.


    Zhou Yang, the powerful young Lord of Xuanyuan sect, was killed by Qin fan, and his body was divided into two parts.


    "Disciple!!!"


    Almost at the same time, a cry of pain came from far and near.


    The visitor is Zhou Yang''s master - old Badao.


    Seeing his apprentice Zhou Yang''s head removed, the old man with a three meter long bloody knife looked murderously at Qin fan and the colorful God Huang. His ferocious expression was like eating people.


    "You are so brave that you dare to kill my apprentice. If I don''t kill you today, I swear I won''t be human!!!" the old man roared with a bloody long knife in one hand. His vigorous voice was deafening.


    "Ba Dao, it''s a grudge between them. You''d better not interfere. Besides, people can''t come back to life after death. Even if you kill him, it won''t help!" looking at the old man''s eyes, the colorful God Phoenix said coldly.


    "You also know that people can''t come back to life after death? If you hadn''t stopped me just now, I could have saved my disciple. Now you persuade me not to kill him. It''s ridiculous! Not only does he want to die today, you don''t want to live!" evil


    Looking hard at the colorful God Huang''s eyes, old Badao''s expression was ferocious, and his terrible posture was like trying to eat people.


    "Shenhuang, what are you doing with such a man? Since he wants to die, he would like to fulfill him, otherwise he thinks we are afraid!" looking at the old Badao coldly, Qin fan is strong and firm.


    "What a big breath! I don''t care what grudges you have with Zhou Yang, but you have to pay for killing him!"


    After that, the old man with a sword cleaved up, and the strength of terror was condensed on the blade, destroying the sky and the earth.


    Seeing this, even the colorful Phoenix with strong Sabre technique of the old Badao retreated quickly for the first time and dared not despise the edge.


    Qin fan did the opposite, not only did he not shrink back, but welcomed him with the blood dragon sword without fear, and had no intention of compromise.


    "Come back quickly, don''t be hard, you''re not his opponent!" the colorful Phoenix said in a rapid voice, and her face was very uneasy.


    Ignored, Qin fan chose to carry it hard, and the blood dragon sword in his hand met him without fear.


    "Dang Dang..."


    "Bang Bang..."


    No miracle happened. For a moment, the blood Dragon Sword collided with the blood long sword in the hands of the domineering old man.


    In the view of the domineering old man, Qin fan is simply looking for death, because his strength can''t be stronger than himself.


    But at the moment when the sword touched, the look on the old man''s face twisted. He was shocked to find that the sword was cut in two by the blood dragon sword, and its defense was not in the same order of magnitude at all.


    Power does not spare people.


    Qin fan, regardless of what he thought in the old man''s heart, shook his hand and covered him cruelly.


    What happened now was completely beyond the expectation of old Badao. He never thought that Qin fan could cut off the Badao, let alone that he, a mole ant in the early heaven, dared to turn passivity into initiative, wanted to kill himself, and still attacked with a seal.


    Caught off guard, the old man''s eyes were covered by the seal. Although he escaped with the repair of scattered fairyland, at the moment when he was covered, the terrible destructive force still destroyed his body and seriously injured him.


    "Blood Dragon Sword... Seal... Boy, I can''t see that you have so many magic weapons in your hand. Who are you?"


    A hundred meters away, old Badao looked at Qin fan pale and silent. Suddenly, his eyes looked at Qin fan with a look of horror.


    "I''m Qin fan!" Qin Fan said in a voice as he tilted the wanmie sword in his right hand.


    "What? You, you are Qin fan?" obviously heard of the name. Old man Badao couldn''t help taking a breath and turned pale.