Rebirth – City Cultivation

The three spells in the body of the Yufu are the most powerful in the spirit of the demon god. They are just the sun, and they break through all kinds of gods, ghosts, spirits and suffocates.

At the moment the thunder rang, the black scream screamed and fled back ten times faster than it was. But how can the wizard's spells be so easy to avoid?

Chen Fan took the thunder and shoved it!

"Booming!"

As if it was a blue sky, a lightning bolt extended out of his hand, and in the air, like a serpentine turn, he slammed on the black fog. The black mist had almost no resistance, just like the white snow under the sun, and it disappeared invisibly. Then the thunder and lightning went unfinished, but went further and squatted on the 'terracotta pot' in the hands of Master Wu.

"what!"

Master Wu screamed and fell to the ground, and the pot was directly crushed by the Thunder and turned into smoke.

Rolling thunder bursts, sweeping out like invisible fluctuations. The window glass and water cup of the entire hall were all shattered on the spot. The typhoon in the hall is like a typhoon.

"Heaven.... Lei Fa of Heavenly Master!"

Master Wu’s hair was turned upright, full of black and gray, and his mouth could not stop exclaiming.

He looked at Chen Fan's eyes, just like a rabbit saw a tiger. When I saw Chen Fan’s hand grabbing a group of thunder and lightning, the pupils shrank, and then they did not care about the sacred bones and the masters’ style. They were scared to climb and squat on the ground and could not hold their heads.

"The master is forgiving, the disciples are no longer dare, no longer dare!"

Master Wu is considered to have been hit by Chen Fan, and there is still a little bit of resistance. Only the non-stop swearing for mercy.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Fan stepped forward:

"I broke your spell, are you serving?"

"Serve, wear, serve, I serve!" Wu master trembled again and again.

Chen Fan went further and drank:

"I ruin your instrument, bad you, do you serve?"

"Serve, service, clothing, of course." Master Wu is like a garlic.

Chen Fan controls the Thunder and is angry at the head:

"I am jealous of your business, defeating your reputation, letting you beg for mercy, are you serving?"

"The disciple is convinced by oral administration and convinced." Master Wu’s head bleeds and screams.

"Since you are convinced, you will spare your life."

"Go it! If you let me know that you will step into Chuzhou halfway in the future, you will surely beat you to death, and the spirits are scattered." Chen Fan scattered his hands to the thunder, overlooking the vast master Wu, just like watching the ants.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Master Wu did not dare to carry it. He trembled and climbed up from the ground, and regardless of other people, he fled and fled.

Chen Fan took his hands and looked at Xing Zhong and the ancient board.

Even though Xing Zhong was a hero of more than ten years in the north of the Yangtze River, at this time, under his plain eyes, his back was cold and his legs trembled.

What kind of character is Master Wu, who can slay the ghosts, kill the volley, and have a great reputation in the middle of the province. However, such a presence, in front of Chen Fan, was also defeated and beaten, and he did not dare to resist. He Xing Zhong is just a common man, and he dares to compete with these gods who are in charge of thunder and lightning.

"Chen... Master Chen, modern society, killing people is illegal."

His face was white and his hands supported his body.

"You just called to drink, I don't have the prestige now?" Chen Fan looked at him with interest.

The hair that Xing Zhong was seen by him was erected and his heart trembled.

"Master Chen, please spare me a life, what do you want, I will give." Xing Zhong bowed his head.

The other rich people of Chuzhou saw Xing Zhong, who had just been arrogant, and they were on an equal footing. At this time, they bowed their heads to a 16-year-old high school student, mourning for mercy, and feeling mixed for a while.

At the beginning, everyone saw Chen Fan, but he didn't put it in his eyes. When he heard that he was only a friend of Wei Ziqing, he was still treating him as a joke after he was still working as a joke in the middle school.

As a result, Chen Fan is now driving thunder and lightning. He defeated Master Wu and dismissed Xing Zhong. He was proud of the scene and decided to die. The other people present did not dare to say half a word against.

They are worth hundreds of millions of net worth, and they have no power in front of Chen Fan.

"This is a real big man."

Zheng Lao’s hands were clutching the Taishi chair, and his heart was shocked.

Even the provincial-level amnesty he had seen, the richest man on the Forbes list, did not have Chen Fan’s half-style now.

The kind of arrogance that is arrogant and arrogant, I am afraid that only those who truly control the powerful forces will have it. After all, money and power are all foreign objects, and they cannot be relied on at a crucial moment.

At this time, Han Yun’s pair of beautiful gardens looked at Chen Fan incredulously. A minute ago, Master Wu was still arrogant and arrogant. Chen Fan could only sit there and die. Now Master Wu has been pleading for mercy and embarrassing to escape. Tianhe Daxie Xing Zhong has bowed his head and admits his mistake. He dare not argue.

Chen Fan was proud of himself, and he was overwhelmed by the rich man.

"I thought you were only a friend of Wei Ziqing, so I was not afraid of Chu Minghui..... I didn't expect this to be your reliance?"

Looking at the teenager in the field carrying his hands, and Chen Fan, who had just held the gods, overlapped, Han Yun was shocked from the heart.

No wonder he does not put Chu Minghui, Li Yichen and others in his eyes.

It is no wonder that he saw Wei Sanye, Zheng Lao, and Yan Boss, but they didn't care.

It is no wonder that Master Wu is arrogant and arrogant, and he wants to kill people. He also looks the same.

It turns out that he really has a snuggle! Holding the Thunder, the palm of life is dead, such Chen Fan, although still looks ordinary, but in Han Yun's eyes, but more attractive than the top handsome guy.

"Xu Rongzhen's stupid girl is really stupid and stupid. She even chose a dragon. Why didn't I see his face? At that time, if he had to pay him well, I might not have the chance to take him from Xu Rongzhen."

Han Yunxin can't stop remorse.

She knows that after today, Chen Fan is no longer the ordinary boy, but the real big man in Chuzhou.

These rich people are basically the giants of Chuzhou Taiwu. Just look at the fanatical look in their eyes and know that they have been conquered by Chen Fan. From now on, I am afraid that Chen Fan will be offered as an ancestor.

Chen Fan did not care about this at this time, but turned to ask the ancient plate:

"You just auctioned the gossip, what is the highest price?"

The old plate is straight and can't speak. It’s the boss of the textile group who is bold and bold:

"Master Chen, the highest price of the Xing Boss newspaper just now is 45 million!"

"45 million?"

Chen Fan bounced his fingers and looked at Xing Zhong.

"In this case, I don't raise prices. How do you buy your life with these 45 million?"

Xing Zhong heard the words, his face flashed a trace of meat pain.

Even if he is worth more than one billion yuan, most of them are real estate. Many of them have bank loans. Forty-five million people, even if they take it out for a while, will also be hurt.

But at this time, how dare he spit out half of the words?

He didn't want Chen Fan to hit a thunder and hit him like a pottery evil spirit.

"Yes! Yes! Forty-five million is 45 million, I will give it."

Xing Zhong said as he spoke blood in his heart.

"In three days, I want this forty-five million to be in front of me. Otherwise..." Chen Fan smiled and didn't go on, but everyone understood what he meant.

If Xing Zhong dares not to give money and let Chen Fan go to the door to pay debts, then I am afraid that there will be more than money, but a problem of life.

Although Chen Fan’s words are dull, Xing Zhong dared to ignore his threats and nodded his head and promised to write a blood book on the spot.

"Okay, you can roll."

Chen Fan’s impatient hand is like sending a fly.

Xing Zhong and the ancient board and so on, such as every big bang, how dare to have a half stop, run off the legs.

Han Yun bite his teeth and came over, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him, shining with a different brilliance.

She boldly asked:

"Master Chen, are you letting them go?"

Speaking of this, Han Yun paused and hesitated.

"Xing Zhong, the ancient board, they are still okay to say. But the surname Wu is not a good person, and the cultivation of the magic is also ghostly. I am afraid that this will go, he will have the idea of ​​revenge."

In the face of Han Yun’s kindness, Chen Fan said faintly:

"No problem, he has been scared by me."

"After today, he respected me as a god."

Although the tone is light, it has a strong and unmatched confidence.

Han Yunwen’s heart trembled, and the feeling of this boy was even stronger.

At this moment, suddenly a pleasant voice came in.

"Master Chen, I know that you are supernatural and have no magic. What is the name of Wu, just a chicken, can you be a hit."

I saw Wei Sanye running out from behind a group of bodyguards, three steps and two steps to Chen Fan, looking at him with gaze, just like the brain powder seeing the idol.

"Wei Lao I's famous name, how did you give birth to your wonderful son?"

Chen Fan has no choice but to help the amount, and he sighs in his heart.

PS: Thank you for the direction of my heart, the 1888 and red envelopes that have been dying in winter and winter, thank you for the 588 of Nanshan, thank you for the crazy mental hospital dean, Jin Junhe, Einstein, Qingfeng Juggernaut, Sanxiwu The string, the middle 0, the return of the robbers. On the first day of the new week, ask for the ticket O (∩ _ ∩) O