There are five continents in the Immortal Realm, one continent and one imperial palace.

The Imperial Palace is also a power and is divided into super powers.

Of course, these are all behind the scenes, the imperial palace is the imperial palace, it is superior,

The imperial palace is aloof, but it also has the effect of recruiting powerful people from all sides.

Overlord, an extremely powerful man who was once recruited by Huangdi himself.

Huangdi, one of the five heavenly emperors, personally invited Ba Wang to enter the imperial palace to practice cultivation.

A huge opportunity was presented in front of them, but no one would have thought that the Overlord would refuse it.

Not only did he refuse, he also threatened: "No one can make me surrender to my power."

raving.

A man of extreme strength who even the Emperor of Heaven could not conquer.

And today...

This man who dominates the world, this strong man who has not been out for a hundred years, is fighting.

"Boom."

His fists and his Fangtian Painted Halberd can break everything.

"open."

Chen Fan finally decided to take action with all his strength.

This person is too strong, giving him a greater sense of danger than the angler.

"Chi."

Ten swords were slashed out.

During the previous sneak attack, these ten swords continuously killed dozens of titled emperors.

Nothing goes wrong.

when.

This time, it failed.

With a clear voice, Overlord took the Tiancongyun Sword with his fist, but only left a white mark on it.

"Is that it?"

boom.

Another punch.

The void shook, the air exploded, and the sonic boom in front of his fist knocked Chen Fan away.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The Overlord was somewhat dissatisfied: "If this is all you have, you are not worthy of being the Lord of the Free City."

"hehe."

Chen Fan stopped.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he shook his numb palms.

He stepped forward in the air and approached the Overlord step by step.

But he said: "I don't like the name Freedom City. I like swords. What do you think of me changing Freedom City to Sword City?"

The Overlord didn't take action immediately.

Instead, he looked at Chen Fan, whose momentum was increasing, and nodded: "Before, the city of freedom was called Qingcheng. It was changed from my husband to the city of freedom. If you like it, you can naturally change it to Sword City."

At the premise, Chen Fan becomes the city lord of the Free City.

Only in this way can the name be changed.

"That's right."

Chen Fan smiled: "Then it's settled, the City of Freedom will be renamed Sword City after this battle."

"Chi."

Sword, come out again.

The ten rules and avenues are integrated into the sword body.

"Buzz."

Rule 11, emerge...life.

With this sword, the Tao flows.

The avenue of life merges with the avenue of death.

"boom."

Although there is only one more line, the power is doubled.

"good."

The Overlord's eyes lit up.

Punch out again.

The fist and sword collided, and in a loud roar, the storm of destruction spread to the surroundings.

"Sword lotus."

The Dao sword spreads vertically and horizontally, tearing apart in all directions.

"Overlord Fist."

One is the one who exerts all his strength.

One is the one who wants to open up all the ways.

The fight between the two can be called the battle of the century.

…

"sharp."

At this moment, even Monk Meng sighed.

The few words an angler speaks are meant for others.

He can still say a few words to people of the same status.

He also agreed with Monk Meng's sentiments: "City Master Chen has the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Um."

Monk Meng also agreed.

At this time, Monk Meng rubbed his hands and said, "There are too many bugs and I don't like them very much."

"..."

The anglers didn’t like it very much either: “We don’t have to worry about it.”

"well."

Monk Meng sighed: "I really want to eat some meat."

As he spoke, Monk Meng suppressed a hint of scarlet in his eyes.

He wants to eat meat.

But this is someone else's battlefield, and the meat is for Chen Fan and Overlord. If he takes action, it would be too much.

A strong person does not bother to steal other people's food.

…

There were many spectators around the battlefield.

"Kill him, kill him." Someone prayed.

As for who was killed, no one said.

This belongs to those who just watch the fun and don’t take it too seriously.

"Tsk, tsk, this punch is powerful."

"Well, this sword is not bad, it has my style, haha..."

"What a wonderful fight."

"..."

The wanton criticism is not suppressed.

Chen Fa and Bawang in the field were like actors, performing for the spectators.
To be continued...