Iron rod, arm.

Chen Fan put it away casually. This thing will be used later.

Turn around...

"boom."

Thunder spreads.

Countless electric arcs spread, hitting the fleeing flame patterns with a crackling sound.

"Hmm."

There was another muffled groan coming from the flame pattern.

"You are indeed not dead."

Chen Fan's eyes were cold: "Is it useful to play in the dark in front of me?"

"boom."

Thunder struck down.

Thunder, the most powerful and powerful sun, purifies all things.

Amid the roar, the screams of the little Vulcan continued to spread.

"Chen Fan."

The little Vulcan's voice was full of fear: "Let me leave and let this matter end, otherwise, my father will come and kill you."

"hehe."

The response was Chen Fan's sneer.

Who is your father?

Sorry, I don't know him.

boom.

The thunder fell again, and the flames streaked through the air.

The little Vulcan's soul aura hidden in the flame pattern was exploded.

"You can't kill me."

The little Vulcan was unwilling to die and said hurriedly: "Even my husband dare not kill me, Chen Fan, if you dare to kill me, my father will hunt you to the end of the world. You are by no means my father's opponent. For this, you

You can ask other people."

No one wants to die, not even the little Vulcan.

When all the trump cards have been used and there is still no way to escape.

The little Vulcan thought of his father.

Now, I can only hope that my father's name can threaten Chen Fan.

"hehe."

boom.

In the sneer, the thunder struck down again.

This time, dense cracks appeared directly in the flame path pattern.

The little Vulcan's soul could no longer be hidden and fell out of the flame pattern.

The soul transformed into a little fire god.

In those pupils, there was no confidence anymore, only boundless fear.

"No, you can't kill me..."

"boom."

Can't kill?

joke.

No one can protect the person I, Chen Fan, want to kill.

"Chen Fan."

The little Vulcan's skin was split open.

He felt that his threats were useless, so he had no choice but to say: "Why do you only dare to touch me? Do you dare to kill the people in the imperial palace? In the end, you are just a bully and afraid of the strong."

He stared at Chen Fan with desperate eyes.

Who would have thought that Chen Fan would actually stop the thunder.

The little Vulcan's eyes lit up.

He sensed Chen Fan's hesitation and quickly continued to hit him: "Chen Fan, if you want to prove that you are not a bully, kill the people in the imperial palace first and let me see. If you dare, I will admit it even to death today.

"

This was the last time the little Vulcan cried.

Chen Fan: "..."

Seeing that Chen Fan was silent, the little Vulcan thought that the other party was afraid, and quickly said: "What, you don't dare anymore?

Since you said you were making the decision for the residents of Sword City, they have killed more people than me and are capable, so you kill them first."

Take the fire out of the cauldron.

Only in this way can Chen Fan be afraid.

The only way to survive.

"good."

The sudden sound made the little Vulcan stunned.

Chen Fan looked at him and said: "I will let you die clearly. Since you are not convinced, I will first kill a young master of the imperial palace to show you."

"Confinement."

The power of rules comes.

The little Vulcan's soul was imprisoned in place.

Even the flame pattern cannot escape.

…

The other side.

Chen Fan looked at Huang Qi.

This person was the first to stand up and try to grab the flame mark.

Qingyu came later, even individuals were guilty, one by one.

"Huang Qi, right?"

One-armed Huang Qi, Chen Fan had a cold smile on his face: "You just wanted to grab the flame mark, right?"

Huang Qi looked ugly.

On his left arm, the power of the twelve rules permeated the air and never dissipated.

Recovering is not that simple.

Moreover, the restored arm still needs time to accumulate before it can reach the previous strength of the body and arm.

Most importantly, the iron rod.

There is no room for error in the iron rod.

"call."

Huang Qi suppressed the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Chen Fan, they are just ordinary people. Do you really want to make an enemy of the imperial palace for these people?"

"Qiang."

What responded to him was the sharp sword light.

What nonsense are you talking about?

One sword cuts down the sky and the earth.

It was chopped off under Huang Qi's horrified gaze.

"How dare you..." Huang Qi's pupils shrank.

This sword made him feel the breath of death.

The body is imprisoned and cannot move.

"Buzz."
To be continued...