The Great Elder nodded frequently when he watched from the side.

Chen Fan's methods at first met were quite sophisticated, and he was obviously practicing deeply in the sword path.

Both sides are swordsmen. It depends on whether the other party has such strength. Just look at the other party’s sword and you will understand.

The Great Elder is also a trainer. After seeing the other party draw the sword from the air, he feels quite satisfied.

If you can use the sword technique so fiercely, it must be a person who works very hard to practice swords to achieve this. Ask yourself, even he can't draw the sword so casually.

"What kind of freak is this kid?" The elder was wondering.

The other party seems to be not very old, but he actually has such profound attainments in swordsmanship. The two of them don’t know how many years they have been in cultivation, but from the perspective of seeing and feeling, both sides should be similar.

Thinking of this, the Great Elder felt a little depressed.

As for the dead disciple of the outer courtyard, the Great Elder had no regrets in his heart.

Although this is a bit ruthless, in front of a genius disciple, the life of an ordinary disciple is really worthless.

Besides, the other party wants to cause trouble first, so revenge is natural.

Chen Fan was able to kill the enemy through his own hands, which was a good ending.

The inner disciple seemed to be trapped in a madman, and his heart was full of murderous intent. He watched his younger brother die before his eyes. He felt a huge hatred in his heart, but he could not take revenge on the spot.

That damn boy actually escaped into the space.

"If you have the ability, come out and fight with me alone. What kind of hero is he who hides?" The inner disciple roared angryly.

After hearing this guy's words, the elder just shook his head helplessly.

It seems that this guy is really blinded by hatred.

If you really fight alone, who doesn't want to secretly take action in secret? He is a real fool.

Chen Fan continued to hide in the space and was not affected by the other party's words.

The other party was just incompetent and furious. If he really had that strength, he believed that he had come to trouble himself now.

"If you want to avenge your brother, then come to the space to find my place." Chen Fan said indifferently.

The other party’s stick just now contained some spatial laws. This guy is not useless, he still has some strength.

However, those strengths can only be considered as showing off in front of Chen Fan. With such a little space rule, there is no problem in fighting some laymen.

However, Chen Fan also has profound attainments in the law of space, so he will naturally not be hit by the other party's stick.

The black and white sword light began to boil in the air, radiating towards the surroundings in a ripples. The inner disciple was waiting carefully. He was waiting for the swordsman in black to take action, but he could not find the other party's real location.

"This kid has quite a lot of tricks, and his methods of taking action are quite strange." The elder carefully realized and found the other party's real location.

However, his strength is already like a Beidou-level existence for Chen Fan.

If he could not find the location of the swordsman in black, it would have really made a big fun.

The wave-shaped sword energy continued to be launched, and Chen Fan hid in the space. He was a patient hunter and had to wear out his prey's temper before he could burst out with murderous intent.

As he expected, the inner disciples became more and more manic.

The other party was waiting for the black-clothed swordsman to take action. After waiting in place for a long time, he found that the wave-shaped sword energy was constantly floating.

He wanted to find Chen Fan's position, but found that he did not have that strength.

It seemed as if he was waiting for death quietly, he was unwilling to accept such an ending. In fact, he had already regretted it very much. He provoked an enemy that he should not be provoked, and almost let his life be handed over unjustly.

This guy still has a certain talent to be able to become an inner disciple from hundreds of thousands of outer disciples. It is precisely because of his talent for cultivation that he cherishes his life even more.

He thought about the people in his family and was still waiting for him to return. He was already the most powerful existence in his family. All his family members were proud of him and were counting on him to become a powerful generation.

But he encountered such a disaster in front of him. He tried every means to find the other party's position, but found that he was powerless.

If you die here like this, the status of your relatives in the family will plummet.

Thinking of those tragic situations, the monk became even more nervous.

"I can't die here!"

The inner disciple raised his head and let out an angry roar, with infinite unwillingness and sadness in his voice. He thought he was the pride of heaven, and being able to become one of the inner disciples of the Bagua Sect proved his talent.

But why did that damn disciple from the outer courtyard have such strange strength?

According to normal circumstances, disciples from the outer courtyard should be vulnerable.

Thinking of the Great Elder's appearance, the inner disciple seemed to have figured out something, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that this guy should be a hidden genius, otherwise the great elder would not have come here." After understanding the cause and effect, the inner disciple completely died.

He knew that he could not leave here alive today.

A black and white sword energy came from behind him, and the inner disciples were nervous all the time, and he immediately responded.

He turned around and hit the sword energy with a stick. The fierce sword energy made his hands tremble.

The power contained in that sword energy was too great. His hands could not accept that force, and the tiger's mouth in his hand suddenly collapsed.

"It's so dangerous!"

He sighed in his heart, thinking that he had finally taken this sword down, which was a survivor of the disaster.

But what he didn't expect was that another identical black and white sword energy came from behind, spreading endlessly.

The inner disciple's eyes were wide open. It was his limit to take the sword energy just now. Unexpectedly, the other party could continue to dissipate the sword energy at such a high frequency.

"My life is over!"

The inner disciple shouted, his eyes full of unwillingness.

The black and white sword energy brushed through the other party's throat, and a blood arrow shot out immediately, and the body of the inner disciple slowly fell from the air.
Chapter completed!