In full view of the public, chen fan took out the demon tail, and directly turned into a whip in his hands.

"Crackling!"

All of us can see that there are countless thunder and lightning power around the whip. Even if we are far away, we can clearly feel the powerful power contained in it.

Zhao Wuchen only felt a sharp pain in his back, as if the whiplash that day broke out again.

Only he knew the power of the whip, so he could not help looking at Xue wankun and sneering.

There is also immortal Lingyun. Almost as soon as Chen Fan Gang takes out the demon tail, he shows a greedy look. If he hadn't paid attention to letting blood wankun explore the depth, he would have snatched it himself.

At this moment, people look different, each has his own ghost, but Xue wankun has no time to care about all this. He has already finished his preparation!

"Younger generation, I'll tell you today what real power is!"

After that, the whole person seems to turn into a cloud of blood mist, which is pounding towards chen fan.

But at the same time, chen fan also moved!

"Pa!"

In the middle of the sky, the whip shadow explodes. Even the real Lingyun can't capture the track of the whip.

All the people saw a flash of light, half of his body was directly exploded, like a mass of meat, paralyzed on the ground!

Obviously, the dead can't die any more!

"What!"

"When did he become so strong?"

"King Wu's blood wankun can't go through a round in his hands. Is this still human?"

In an instant, the voice of discussion rose, and Lingyun real man's pupil shrank, showing a look of fear.

In the previous whip, there was the power of natural calamity, which complemented each other. Even he did not dare to confront each other directly.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked around. He knew that immortal Lingyun noticed that the electric light on the whip was slightly weak after a blow, and finally he put down his heart.

"It seems that this son used the most precious treasure to attract the force of Tianjie before. This thing still has an end!"

With such an idea in his heart, immortal Lingyun gave a long breath and dispelled the last doubt.

After all, in the face of so many people chasing and killing, chen fan dare to turn back and resist positively. Is it hard not to die?

Now with the electric whip, it's easy to explain.

Lingyun Zhenren believes that Chen fan is targeted and wants to frighten him in exchange for an opportunity to escape.

"Hum, it's a pity that I can't hide everything from me. Chen fan, you are still mine!"

Immortal Lingyun murmured to himself in his heart, but he did not know that all the clues he claimed to see were the mists that Chen Fan deliberately released.

After all, it's not so easy to let a group of old foxes fall for it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this son holds the most precious treasure of the demon family. Its power is extraordinary. Be careful. Don't follow the example of blood palm."

As soon as this speech came out, including Zhao Wuchen, all the people scolded the old fox secretly in their hearts.

The meaning of Lingyun immortal's words is to ask all people to join hands to kill chen fan, while he himself is at ease waiting in the rear to reap the benefits.

However, it is shameless that everything is still said so grandiose, and it is shameless to let oneself firmly control it under the great righteousness.

Of course, although the heart is indignant, but all the faces can not be exposed to the slightest, it is really launched attacks.

For a while, the roar of the technique blew up, and the dazzling light almost covered the whole cliff. Chen Fan was like a boat in a storm and could only drift with the waves.

In such a scene, only two people didn't do it.

The first is Lingyun immortal, and the second is Zhao Wuchen.