The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"How can he be so strong!" Feeling the power of Chen Fan's words, someone secretly smacked his tongue.

They don't understand that Chen Fan is obviously just a martial artist, but his power is like a prison.

How did this group of people know that even if Chen Fan was just a martial artist, Li Haoran, who had 30,000 catties of power, was just a punch after he had subdued the blood boiling pill.

How can such combat power be measured with common sense?

Li Dingtian was also extremely shocked. Looking back at his younger brother, the other party was already shivering with fright. In the two battles, facing Chen Fan, he could not produce any resistance.

With teeth creaking, Li Dingtian roared as if he had exhausted his whole body and left: "Kill Chen Fan, reward one hundred thousand spiritual stones, if Li Mou violates this oath, heaven will be destroyed!"

"What! One hundred thousand spirit stones!"

At this moment, countless people exclaimed that the people who were originally forced by Chen Fan's might have once again aroused their desires by the terrifying number of one hundred thousand spirit stones.

Soon, the people in the field divided into two factions. One faction didn't want to cause trouble and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, watching from a distance.

On the other hand, they are those who have ambitions for those 100,000 snacks.

They were slowly moving closer to Chen Fan. Although they knew Chen Fan was strong, they couldn't lose under the siege of so many people. The big deal would just divide the 100,000 spirit stones together.

Chen Fan felt the crowd surrounding him, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth. He shook his head and said softly, "In this world, there are always some people overwhelming."

After all, Chen Fan glanced at the tweet on his shoulder.

The opponent immediately understood, opened his big mouth, and suddenly burst out a harsh scream.

"Woo..."

Tweet, who has reached the realm of the first-level demon master, can be compared to a group of warriors in front of him, it has not even used its full strength, and the illusion has already erupted among all of them.

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

"I admit defeat, I beg you, let me go..."

In an instant, all those who wanted to besie Chen Fan plunged into the environmental world, screaming like screams constantly in their mouths, like howling ghosts and wolves, and the smell made the scalp numb.

Such a purgatory scene on earth did not last long. When the first person who could not bear the power of the illusion chose to personally end himself, the people who chose to self-decision in the field were already connected!

This is absolutely an unimaginable scene. Hundreds of thousands of people lined up to commit suicide, endless blood spraying, and even a faint blood mist erupted across the sky.

There was an extremely strong smell of blood coming from the tip of the nose, and many people watching from a distance started to vomit because they couldn't stand the cruel scene.

Since Chen Fan came here, he only said a word, coupled with the scream of the little beast on his shoulder.

Nearly a thousand people raised malicious thoughts on Chen Fan, and now more than half of them have committed suicide!

"This is a demon, Chen Fan is a demon!"

The purgatory scene is deeply imprinted in the mind, and the unsteady-minded people will yell in a hurry to leave even if they get lost.

From now on, the word "Chen Fan" will become their lifelong nightmare.

But after all, the people who got lost and mad are only a minority. After seeing Chen Fan resolved the siege of a thousand people in just a few words, even more people chose to stay here to watch, how things ended today.

In today's scene, there are densely littered corpses, and only three people are still standing.

Chen Fan, brother with the Li family.

It's not that the Li family brothers escaped the illusion of tweeting, but that these two people, Chen Fan will personally beheaded!