Chapter 172 Thunder Nine Heavens Formation
Mu Yunshui's complexion is as calm as water, his skin is as fair as jade, and his expression is extremely flat. Looking at Chen Fan, the wrinkles in his beautiful eyes are shining brightly.
She pondered for a few breaths, and said:
"Spiritual energy and thunder are both things of heaven and earth, but thunder is the master of killing, while aura is particularly gentle, so the latter can be used by our monks to cultivate into the body, but the energy contained in it is not weaker than thunder. They are all of the same existence. Chen Fan's gossip sword formation gathered a lot of spiritual energy, and his last sword absorbed all the spiritual energy in the sword formation, and its power is far stronger than it looks."
"It's just that... this sword also exhausted his whole body's true energy, and he should be at the end of his rope." Mu Yunshui said.
As soon as this remark came out, several disciples of the Chengxian Sect also nodded in agreement, after all, Chen Fan was only at the ninth level of qi training, no matter how against the sky, he could never escape the reality of lack of true qi.
As for Liu Xun, he was still fighting fiercely at this moment. Although he was suppressed to the stage of the early stage of foundation establishment, the true energy in his body was still majestic.
Standing in the air, pointing his sword at Chen Fan, he said with a sneer, "I give you two options, one is to wait here until the last trace of true energy is exhausted, then fall down and die; the other is to stick your head over by yourself , let me chop it off as a stepping stone."
"Three, I will kill you." With an indifferent expression on his face, Chen Fan took out a three-flower gathering amulet from the storage bag, and patted it directly on himself. Three blood-red light **** full of vitality suddenly floated above his head, Wisps of red light frantically poured into his body, and the true energy changed from exhaustion to source in an instant, and began to spew out.
"Three Flowers Gathering Talisman?" Liu Xun frowned, "Are you from the Shushan Talisman Hall?"
He heard some disciples who had witnessed Chen Fan's battle say that Chen Fan seemed to have an inexhaustible three-flower gathering amulet on his body, and he had never seen him lack of true energy.
Some people doubt whether Chen Fan has anything to do with Shushan Fulutang. After all, it is quite difficult to refine this kind of treasure talisman. Today, only the master of Shushan Fulutang can refine it. Others have rarely heard of it. There are very few three-flower Juding Talismans circulating in the world, and most of them come from Shushan.
After seeing Chen Fan take out so many three-flower gathering talismans one after another, when everyone heard Liu Xun's words, they immediately thought of the fact that he was hiding in Shushan at this time, and became suspicious.
"Perhaps he is really a disciple of Shushan. In this case, it makes sense for him to have such a strong strength."
"Furthermore, every encirclement and suppression campaign by Wan Jianzong and Chengxianzong ended in failure, and many foundation-building powerhouses fell and disappeared. Could it be because the strong men from Shushan came to the rescue?"
"This is a major event. If it is really related to Mount Shu, the death of the young master of Wanjian Sect is likely to cause a war between the two factions, and the world of cultivating immortals will be in chaos again."
Hearing all kinds of suspicions from the crowd, Xiao Munan, Gao Yueyue and other Shushan disciples frowned. They knew that it was impossible for Shushan to do this, and it was not worth the candle to cultivate such a disciple to deal with the two sects.
"It has nothing to do with Shushan. This person is at your disposal. We will not set foot in it." Xiao Munan spoke, expressionless, and said such a sentence indifferently, cutting off everyone's suspicion. Everyone knows that his These words are telling Liu Xun and Mu Yunshui that Chen Fan is not from Shu Mountain.
But despite this, some people still feel that Shu Shan is about to abandon Chen Fan after seeing his deeds revealed.
"Poor Chen Fan, who has such a talent for nothing, but has been arranged for such a fate. God is jealous of talents." Someone shook his head and sighed.
However, Liu Xun's pause also gave Chen Fan time to recover his true qi. After just a few breaths, the three flowers gathered at the top completely restored the true qi in Chen Fan's body, and his spirit, energy and spirit were at their peak again. The sword formula is also advancing by leaps and bounds, and I vaguely feel that there is only one last step left to make a breakthrough.
So this last step, Chen Fan needs to continue to fight again, he needs greater pressure of life and death to take the last step, and the pressure brought by Liu Xun is no longer enough.
Chen Fan swiped the sharp sword in his hand, and the edge of the sword flew across the air with a sound of "Zheng", and the tip of the sword pointed to the position of the young genius of Shushan.
"Leave me alone? It's up to you?" A sneer flashed across Chen Fan's face, showing no sign of timidity. The place is hundreds of miles away, and Xiao Munan is the person who can help him take the last step.
However, his action instantly stunned everyone present, and they were dumbfounded!
Provoke Xiao Munan?
Everyone has seen Chen Fan's strength, and they think it's okay. Chen Fan is indeed qualified to challenge Xiao Munan, although winning or losing is another matter.
But the problem is, your current opponent is Liu Xun, Liu Xun, who is ranked third in the Heavenly Soldier Ranking, and you still dare to challenge Xiao Munan when you haven't solved this powerful opponent? Isn't this courting death?
At this time, a young foundation-building man hiding in the crowd couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, his face was extremely ugly. There were several monks who were also in the early stage of foundation-building beside him, and they also watched this scene with frowns.
"Brother Zeng, if this continues, we will have even less time to enter the Immortal Cave, why don't we make a move?" A male monk approached and said.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zeng, regardless of whether Senior Brother Xiao will make a move or not, as long as Liu Xun is missing, the seal may not be broken so quickly, and I vaguely feel that the monsters in this giant mountain are a bit strange, and they seem to have nothing to fear." The nun also whispered.
The man in the lead nodded slightly after hearing the words, and said: "Although this kid ruined our good deeds, it is amazing to be able to force Liu Xun to this extent. Now it can be said that Wan Jianzong has lost the opportunity to compete with us for good fortune. Let's wait and see for a while, if Xiao Munan doesn't make a move, we will show up."
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Xiao Munan also had endless killing intent in his eyes, but he didn't make a move. It was impossible for him and Liu Xun to fight a monk at the ninth level of qi training at the same time. He felt that he was surrendering his status.
And Liu Xun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. It was an unspeakable humiliation for a powerful young man to be so despised by a monk in the Qi training period.
He stared at Chen Fan with eyes wide open, gritted his teeth and said harshly: "How dare you underestimate me? Die to me."
He roared out the last three words, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly exploded with white light, which was full of thunder that was even more terrifying than before, and this time the dark clouds in the sky rolled even more violently, and the entire area fell into darkness. Day turned into day and night, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding world was absorbed by his sharp sword and swept away.
"Thunder Nine Heavens Formation, open!" Liu Xun raised his sword above his head, pointing straight at the sky.
Boom!
Nine thick divine thunders suddenly bombarded down, illuminating the dark area brightly. Liu Xun was in the center of the thunder, and a powerful coercion erupted.
"This level is still not enough." Chen Fan frowned, the true energy in his body began to stir, and a majestic killing intent suddenly surged out, and the sword array under his feet glowed white again, competing with Thunder for spiritual energy, But the Nine Palaces Sword Jue in his comprehension did not move at all, unable to take the last step.
The two of them were like sword gods, holding each other for a while. They stared at each other with chills in their eyes, but the surrounding monks trembled.
(end of this chapter)