"Bang!"

Half of the arm of the evil eye fell to the ground heavily. At this moment, the whole audience was silent!

Everyone was shocked by this scene. They couldn't imagine that Chen Fan was so powerful and terrifying!

In the battle between the four heaven and the six heaven, they not only regard the other side as a sharpening stone, but almost kill the other side with only one sword. The powerful one is a little frightening!

Xuandi got up fiercely, his face was red, and there was endless excitement in his eyes!

Once upon a time, he had countless dreams of such a scene, by his great Xuanguo Tianjiao, cut and burn slaves and feet.

Today, he finally saw here in Chen fan, whether compared with the feeling of comfort filled his heart, even the previous few days of repression have been completely dispelled.

For Xuandi, as long as someone can suppress the burning slaves, everything else is easy to say!

On the other side, Gu Yongnian also stood up. However, he did not feel excited in his eyes. Instead, he looked pale and did not dare to accept everything in front of him.

Gu Yongnian's mind is constantly thinking about one thing.

"How can he, so strong!"

After a long silence, all the people burst out with incomparable cheers, and Wu Aiguo was roaring to the breaking sound.

Xiao Qi also jumped up in situ, a pair of eyes have become crescent.

Ordinary people simply can't imagine what it means for the great Xuan kingdom to face the burning slaves standing in front of them like an unattainable mountain.

Once upon a time, they thought that they were the center of the world, until the appearance of the burning slaves broke all the beautiful dreams.

And then after repeated failures, all of them began to doubt themselves.

"Are we really that strong?"

Self doubt is a terrible thing, because it will destroy all of your confidence, and even wither.

Today, chen fan told everyone with his practical actions!

"We are no worse than anyone else. Burning slaves is not invincible. At least now, the nineteen princes of burning slaves are kneeling in front of the whole great Xuan Kingdom like dead dogs!"

"Chen fan, chen fan, chen fan, chen fan!"

At this moment, belonging to the pride of the great Xuanguo, chen fan's name once again resounded through the whole xuanjing. Everyone spared no effort to cheer for him, releasing a long time of depression!

For all present, chen fan at this moment is their hope and their spiritual support!

It's the light that guides the direction in the dark night!

On the sword of life and death, the blood of evil eye is completely absorbed, and the light on the long sword seems to be a bit weird.

Chen Fan slowly put the sword of life and death into the storage bag, and then walked towards the evil eye who was trying to get up.

His pace is not fast, but every step is very firm, and the distance between the steps is just right, even if measured with a ruler, there will be no slightest deviation.

This is the embodiment of self-confidence!

Finally, chen fan came to the evil eye and looked down at each other. He saw that the wound where his arm had been cut off was now corroded, just like a piece of rotten meat that had been put for a long time, and was festering.

This is the effect of skeleton Python poison bag when refining life and death sword!

Stop your throat!

"Didn't you call me happy just now? What's the matter now?" Chen Fan's voice is cold.

And the evil eye heard this, also seemed to be deeply stimulated in general, even struggling to stand up.

Cover their own wounds, because of pain, and lead to evil eyes face distortion.

"This war is not over yet. How can noble roasted slaves lose to you, pig?"