Fantasy: All my disciples are the protagonist template

Capturing the changes between heaven and earth, the sound of thunder rumbled, the ground was covered with flying sand and rocks, Wei Fan was terrified, and his horror was beyond words.

Wow

A sword light swept over, unstoppable.

Facing Chen Ge's sword, he didn't dare to take it easily.

Even though he had surpassed the cultivation level of a half-immortal.

At this moment, it seemed that even his heart was shaking with the earth and was about to come out of his throat.

"This boy is so terrifying. If I force myself to take this sword, I will definitely be seriously injured! It is worthy of being an immortal technique!"

Muttering, Wei Fan shook his body and swept to the left for more than a thousand meters in an instant, directly avoiding this sword.

Wow!

Immortal Slash pushed forward all the way, showing a devastating momentum, unstoppable.

As the sword force rolled over, the earth cracked, the sky twisted, and the powerful sword intent swept across the mountains and rivers, cutting a huge hole in the crisscrossing mountains, just like cutting a cake in half.

This sword, the immortal from heaven came to the earth, unstoppable.

Fast!

Chen Ge's sword force was extremely fast, and it was so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

But unfortunately, Wei Fan, this old monster, is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for a thousand years.

He still managed to dodge it.

Boom!

The sound of the huge earthquake resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, and a huge peak tens of thousands of miles away collapsed, turning into rolling boulders and falling, raising dust all over the sky.

"What a terrifying sword force, I didn't expect that such a monster would appear in this wild land of the East Region!"

Wei Fan gasped heavily, sweating coldly, and was still frightened.

Looking sideways, at Chen Ge, who looked calm and expressionless, there was a little more awe in his eyes, and a little less pride in his heart.

"What you just performed was a fairy art?"

Wei Fan asked again to confirm, with a little confusion in his heart. He didn't want to admit that a rising star had mastered the fairy art they had always dreamed of.

Even though the three great saints of the Great Wilderness had the support of the fairy world, they had not yet learned the inheritance of fairy art.

How did this kid from the East Region learn the fairy art?

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't? I guess Senior Wei Fan wouldn't take a mere fairy art seriously!" Chen Ge said lightly, deliberately delaying the time between himself and Wei Fan.

In this way, only two of the three saints were left in the Shenlong Gate.

Monk Duan Zai was one, and God Thunder Heavenly Monarch was also one.

It was considered a draw.

In addition, the main battlefield can be regarded as being within the territory of the Shenlong Gate, and it is more biased towards his side.

Chen Ge's leading Wei Fan away is definitely the best strategy.

"Humph! It is indeed just like that. It is a pity that with your talent, you will become a great man in the future. Your attainments in swordsmanship cannot be better than mine. You just want to go along with the evil monk Duan Zai."

"I will kill you today, and you can't blame me!"

Chen Ge said it so lightly, and did not take the immortal arts in his hand seriously. Wei Fan actually felt a little fear in his heart.

From time to time, he actually had the intention to kill.

What immortal slash, what law of heaven and earth.

Without Chen Ge's inheritance, he would still be at the top of the mortal world in Jiuchuan Continent.

If this child continues to grow, it will definitely threaten his position.

Therefore, Chen Ge's child must die today!

Staring at Chen Ge, Wei Fan's murderous intent rose in his heart, and the raging sword intent burst out from his body, majestic and surging, causing a series of changes in the world.

Chen Ge did not speak, but his eyes drooped, holding the sword in the air.

"Take my sword!"

With a shout, Wei Fan no longer hesitated, raised a red ancient sword in his hand, and rushed towards Chen Ge with a sword.

Wow!

The sword light was like lightning, pulling a crackling and blasting sound in the air, and in just a blink of an eye it was already approaching Chen Ge's face.

The light and shadow stepping on the cloud flashed quickly.

In a few steps, Chen Ge's figure changed shape and shadow, barely dodged Wei Fan's sword.

Then he shook his body, his body swelled up against the wind, standing between the mountains, holding a seven-star sword, cold light, a robe fluttering in the wind, and a long hair dancing in the wind.

It is the law of heaven and earth!

The most terrifying thing was the majestic and terrifying surging sword intent on his body, as if to condense the air in the space. Wei Fan's breathing stagnated, and he could not help but be alert and did not dare to underestimate it.

"Cang Hai Sword Art!"

Chen Ge raised his sword and chopped continuously, the Seven Star Sword vibrated and spurted out sword lights one after another, heading straight for Wei Fan.

"Three Destruction Sword Art!"

Wei Fan was not to be outdone, and the majestic momentum that surpassed the semi-immortal swept out. He waved the sword in his right hand, and the rolling sword intent swept out with the ancient sword in his hand, one sword after another, confronting Chen Ge's sword force.

Bang bang bang!

The moment the two sword lights collided, there were bursts of explosions in the space, and the sword forces of both sides were dense, chaotic and orderly.

The sword energy of both sides exploded in the air, just like firecrackers exploding continuously, and the sound was endless.

But what shocked Chen Ge was that, with the combination of the Heavenly Law and the Sea Sword Art, Wei Fan's sword force was still slightly superior.

"My sword force was gradually pushed over. The Heavenly Law and the overlapping sword waves could not suppress Wei Fan instantly. It seems that this old monster's cultivation is indeed above Le Zong."

"Sea Art!"

Chen Ge's eyes turned red, and bloodshot instantly gathered in his eyes. The eighteen sword waves were wrapped in rippling water waves and rippled in the space, and the air was filled with layers of nothingness ripples.

Boom!

The color of heaven and earth changed instantly, and they began to distort in their eyes.

Suddenly, the endless sea enveloped the two of them. Looking up, the sky and the earth were pitch black, the calm sea was filled with water smoke, and there was no end in sight.

But sometimes, the wind and waves rise again, and the raging sword intent sweeps up.

Chen Ge's eyes flashed with light, and his face began to twist, looking ferocious and full of murderous intent.

Wei Fan cannot be underestimated, he must suppress it with all his strength.

"You are the one who dies and I forget!"

Chen Ge roared, raised the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and swung it again.

This sword seemed to cut off everything in the world.

"Sword Forest Hell!"

boom!

There was a loud explosion, and before the artistic conception of the Canghai Sword Intent receded, the gloomy and cold Sword Forest Hell swept over again, distorting the changes between heaven and earth again.

A dense hell, pitch black.

The sky was as heavy as lead clouds, and it was raining lightly. Wei Fan seemed to be trapped in it. Everywhere he looked, there were branches and strange-shaped shrubs.

There are no leaves on the shrubs, only sharp and straight branches.

There are corpses hanging on it, human skins fluttering in the wind, and lonely ghosts coming and going in the scarlet world. There is no light at the end of the hell, only the faint sound of wailing can be heard.

"die!"

Chen Ge raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it down in the air, and the artistic conception of the two sword arts was attacked at the same time.