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Chapter 457 It’S The Hanging Blade

Chapter 457: It’s the Hanging Blade

Chen Fan took one step forward, and the environment changed drastically in an instant. He was in an alley in the city. Looking back, Huang Yin and Gu Suseng disappeared.

"this….………"

The houses made of black boulders were covered with sword wounds, and the sound of crunching bones came from the other end of the wall, making people's scalp numb.

But he is naturally brave and has no fear at all. To be careful, he put the "107" wind of the Split Saint Phi on his shoulders and wrapped it around himself.

This cloak was once a corner of an ancient battle flag. It also has a great origin. At a critical moment, it may be able to save lives.

Whoosh.

Suddenly a blue figure appeared in front of him, looking around furtively and passing quickly. It turned out to be Huang Yin.

"Sexy tiger."

Chen Fan quickly rushed up and shouted loudly.

But Huang Yin was deaf and couldn't hear at all. It disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

"This is a distorted space, don't waste your energy."

Away from the ten acres of thunder pool in the center, the Phantom Weapon Box seemed to feel a little better and no longer trembled.

Chen Fan frowned and said, "Is that 'person' the owner of the tomb here?"

"of course not."

Fantasy Weapon Box denied it.

Chen Fan asked: "Then how can it control this dead city?"

The Illusion Weapon Box kept the secret secret, saying: "The first generation owner of the Imperial Capital has long since left, and it is the later...not weaker than the original owner."

Chen Fan's head was getting bigger, his face was very ugly, and he had the urge to beat this guy to pieces.

To say that offering Dao Fruit and inciting a group of people to pick the Emperor's Blood Green Lotus Seeds is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

The Phantom Weapon Box was a little frightened by what he saw, so he immediately put the blame away and said: "I am so sincere! I am truly dedicated! Who knows how the thunder pool suddenly revived, and a unicorn broke into it and awakened that existence."

Chen Fan wanted to smash this guy, he was definitely not a good guy.

"It's you."

A familiar fragrant breeze came, and Hu Xiaoxian appeared in this alley in embarrassment.

The clothes on her chest were torn, and a large amount of spring light was leaking out. Her hair was disheveled, and she was quite embarrassed. When she saw Chen Fan, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"Kill kill kill."

Amidst the violent roar, a statue of a one-eyed celestial being appeared, holding the hanging blade in his hand.

The Phantom Weapon Box became anxious all of a sudden. He opened and closed the lid and yelled: "Damn, what's going on? I want to strangle you to death..."

The stone sculpture is cold and seems to be lifeless. Only the single eye on the forehead opens and closes, emitting cold light. The hanging blade in the hand has murderous intent, and a mental wave is heard:

"Huan Bing, so many years have passed, and the master you served has long since left. Don't expect anything. I deliberately led a few humans there, sacrificed them, and awakened the thunder pool.

"You are in big trouble." The Phantom Weapon Box shouted.

"You are half useless now, I want to become the new master of the Imperial Capital."

Hanging Blade said very excitedly.

"You are very ambitious."

Chen Fan said coldly, he had already seen that this Celestial Clan stone sculpture did not have much sanity, and the Hanging Blade was the master who controlled this stone sculpture.

Hu Xiaoxian deceived 3.2 Shuang Saixue's arms to cover up the spring light that leaked out. His face was very solemn and even more charming. He did not change his true character of charming the world and whispered: "Invincible of the slave family, your chance to prove has come. How about the slave family joining forces?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows. It is undeniable that she is a natural beauty. Even in such an environment, it makes people think about her. He looked at the beauty of the Fox tribe in front of him unscrupulously, staring at the gleam of white snow, feasting his eyes on it. .