Chapter 979 - Six Sacred Ancestors (2/2)
He had lived thirty thousand years and killed over ten Nascent Soul Cultivators He would have killed more than a third of all Nascent Soul Cultivators on the Planet Tianhuang
“Brother,” Xiao Mang screaht be gravely injured during the fight
“So what?”
Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and stepped forward
Ever since he mastered the Fiend Art, he was able to perfectly conceal his energy By then, he looked just like an ordinary young on
“Boy, I like you and your sister Why don’t we bury the hacket and come join me? I can help you deal with the Ancient Demons and help you reach the Nascent Soul realm,” the scruffy old cultivator said
Greed flickered in his eyes as he looked at Chen Fan and Xiao Mang
Both Xiao Mang’s True Dragon Divine Meridian, and Chen Fan’s Fiend Art were extremely rare and valuable
“Why don’t you look at yourself in the ers into a fist and punched
“Boom!”
Six Fiend God For ht came up at the tip of Chen Fan’s fist
The sky seemed to have fallen around everyone’s ears, and even the passage of ti
Chen Fan’s punch tore reality at the seaushed out, ra Fist of Six Sacred Ancestors
This attack was driven by the energy of the primordial demon who had shattered realities and sealed heaven
It was part of the incorruptible Six Sacred Ancestor Fiend Art and was as powerful as the True Martial Divine Fist Chen Fan had charged up the attack to its on staggered for a second and then exploded
The Fist Qi went on and landed on the scruffy old cultivator, sending his body flying backward The scruffy old cultivator rammed into half a dozen mountain peaks and finally stopped
“Stth!”
At this asped
So powerful was the attack that it rivaled the deadliness of the Thunder Divine Blade
“How dare you do that?”
The Goddess of the Changshen Sect pointed a finger at Chen Fan, face aith shock
“Cultivator Chen, you’re in trouble Lord Dragon is not soshen also pulled a dark face
“Shut up or die”
Chen Fan grunted
Suddenly, Lord Dragon swooped down fro behind His clothes were in tatters, but he was unharon snarled in rage His white hair stood on end
He was furious