Chapter 34 You are too weak
The voice was not loud, but all of them fell into the ears of the woman in yellow shirt and the others, which suddenly caused a trace of consternation in everyone's hearts, and then when their eyes fell on Chen Fan again, it was like seeing a ghost!
Qi training six layers? How can it be?
In just one day, he crossed two levels...
"He must have hidden his strength. He hid it when he first came in." The male monk's eyes widened, and then his face turned into a wry smile: "Let me just say, it is impossible to have 500 immortal qi on the fourth level of Qi training. worth it."
The woman in the yellow shirt pursed her lips, looking at the cold and delicate face, she remembered the demon core that Chen Fan had taken from the white-haired lone wolf.
"In just one day, he refined that demon core?" The eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt were full of surprise. If this is true, it is simply shocking.
The white-clothed scholar shook the ghost bone fan in his hand, and a cloud of faint blue fireworks burst from the fan head, exuding a chill.
"Underworld fire? Evil ways." After Chen Fan scattered the blue skull flames, a trace of coldness radiated from his pitch-black eyes.
"The sixth level of Qi training is interesting!" The white-clothed scholar shook his fan twice, turned his head and took a deep look at the three women in yellow shirts. The sixth floor, what kind of conspiracy did you use to kill my four juniors who practiced Qi training at the seventh floor?"
"Break it with one sword." Chen Fan said coldly.
"Break it with one sword? With your broken sword?" the white-clothed scholar said slowly.
"Stupid!" Seeing the sarcasm on the white-clothed scholar's face, Chen Fan slightly shook his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes! With a cold snort, his figure was slightly blurred, and then turned into a black lightning, and a long yellow sword aura was pulled out from the blade in his hand.
Lightning mixed with black and yellow fell in front of the white-clothed scholar in just an instant, and the sharp trill of the sword's cry, as well as the fiery burning sky sword energy, slashed at the white-clothed scholar fiercely.
"It's just arrogant to practice Qi at the sixth level. Let me teach you that the light of rice grains will never be able to compete with the bright moon." The white-clothed scholar looked at the overwhelming sword energy, but smiled faintly.
The ghost bone fan in his hand shook twice out of thin air, and a group of extremely cold blue fireworks burst out instantly, winding along the tip of Chen Fan's sword like a python, and the cold fireworks instantly froze the burning sword energy.
"Be careful." The yellow-shirted woman exclaimed, that ghost fire can burn people's souls, as long as it touches a trace, it can kill people.
The male monks also turned pale, no matter what, no matter how weak Chen Fan was, it was their only hope to survive at this moment.
The green-clothed woman stared at Chen Fan with viciousness in her eyes, and said viciously: "It's really stupid, if we take two thousand immortal energy and hide until tomorrow, we will win, but who does he think he is now? He even ran to die, completely destroying our hope of victory."
"Our hope of victory? That's the hope he gave us. What right do you have to complain and make sarcastic remarks here?" The woman in the yellow shirt frowned, snorted coldly, and turned her head to look at the battlefield.
Chen Fan's wrist trembled slightly, and with a "bang", the sword energy frozen on the blade and the fireworks scattered at the same time, and fell to the ground, but the blue fireworks revived, entangled like a poisonous snake, and entangled his limbs again. On the sword, he quickly bit Chen Fan's wrist.
"Isn't it broken with one sword? I'll make your sword useless." The white-clothed scholar sneered again and again, Chen Fan's entire sword was possessed by the fire, and he had to abandon the sword or be burned by the fire.
Chen Fan's eyes were fixed, and the Burning Heaven Sword Qi gushed out of his body again, and it went straight from the hilt to the blade, and with a "snap", it blocked the dark fire.
"It's useless." The white-clothed scholar smiled coldly, swayed the folding fan from side to side again in his hand, and swung it at Chen Fan. Two blue fire snakes shot out quickly, and went straight to Chen Fan.
"The sword shadow of residual light!" A chill flashed across Chen Fan's dark eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingers, there was another intact sword next to the sharp sword full of dark fire and sword energy. He quickly let go of the sword in his hand. The hilt, holding the intact sharp sword next to it in his hand, the whole action was completed in less than a breath, and the sword wrapped in dark fire suddenly disappeared.
While the white-clothed scholar was in a daze, the sword energy in Chen Fan's body surged out again, stepping on Wuxiangbu, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the white-clothed scholar's throat.
"Just now... what happened? Two swords appeared." The male monk exclaimed.
"Remnant light and sword shadow, his sword is so fast that it is faster than our naked eyes. The afterimage of the sharp sword fooled the ghost fire and our eyes." Huang The eyes of the woman in the shirt were lingering, watching Chen Fan turn into a black shadow, and raised his sword to stab the white-clothed scholar.
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed scholar. No matter how strong his true energy was, he couldn't take it anymore after using the Ming bone fan three times in a row. He thought that three moves would be enough to make Chen Fan abandon his sword. A sword cultivator without a sword is like A toothless tiger, but he didn't expect Chen Fan to use his sword to such a level.
He suddenly remembered what Chen Fan said, "Break it with one sword", his face turned red immediately, his eyes became fierce, and he clapped the ghost bone fan in his hand, pouring all the true energy into it, and a light curtain composed of ghost fire appeared instantly In front of his eyes, the tip of Chen Fan's sword directly touched the center of the dark fire light curtain, causing ripples to spread around, and with a sound of "swish", dust and fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up all over the sky.
Boom! !
Seeing this, Hongyu's face changed. This was the first time she saw her senior brother lose the upper hand, and the opponent was only a swordsman who practiced Qi at the sixth level. When the white-clothed scholar had a grim expression on his face, he put his finger in his mouth and bit it open, and quickly tapped the fan of the ghost bone. A gush of bright red blood flowed across and dripped on the ground.
"Bone summoning." The white-clothed scholar snorted coldly, the blood in his hand was like true energy, and was crazily absorbed by the ghost bone fan. In an instant, his originally fair face became paler and bloodless.
Following his cold snort, the fan of Ming Gu broke away from the white-clothed scholar's hand, and the fan bones twisted independently.
"slap" "slap" "slap"
After several consecutive crisp sounds, the fan bones of the ghost fan were like bamboo, growing out one by one, and restored to a real skeleton, even with human skin attached to the body. The eyes of the skull were extremely deep, empty and lifeless , but the dark fire light curtain that was fighting against Chen Fan suddenly drew back quickly, rushed towards the skeleton, and rushed into the empty eyes.
Chen Fan frowned slightly, and the zhenqi in his body surged, and immediately raised the zhenqi to its peak.
"Om!"
With the high-speed shaking of the blade, the crisp sound of the sword's sound shook people's eardrums, and Chen Fan's figure suddenly rushed towards the skeleton. Cut off, the underworld fire instantly attached to Chen Fan's sharp sword, and the skeleton was unable to move because of this, turning it into a waste.
"No..." The white-clothed scholar screamed at the same time, trying to rush forward to stop it, but found that the true energy in his body had already been exhausted.
Hongyu saw that something was wrong, and shot out the talisman in her hand, flying towards Chenfan.
With a snort, the talisman turned into several flying swords, pointing directly at Chen Fan's back.
"Be careful." The woman in the yellow shirt exclaimed and reminded.
Chen Fan's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, he used his true energy to isolate the dark fire from his wrist, turned around holding the hilt of the sword, leaped high, and slashed towards the direction of Hongyu.
Part of the ghost fire sticking to the blade was thrown out, and the cold tongue of fire instantly engulfed the flying swords, burning them to oblivion, and continued to rush towards the red jade without diminishing.
Hongyu's expression changed immediately, and in a flash, she grabbed the male monk on the ground with one hand and blocked him in front of her.
"Ah..." Before the male monk could react, a ball of dark fire had already rushed into his body, and the severe pain in his soul made him scream out involuntarily.
He scratched his whole body, and writhed on the ground with a grim and painful face, as if he had been tortured. The scream made Hongyu's face turn pale, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. If she was hit by the fire just now , then the person suffering this kind of pain at this moment is herself.
While Chen Fan waved a sharp sword full of dark fire, bypassed the skeleton, and went towards the white-clothed scholar.
"Damn it." Seeing this, the white-clothed scholar cursed angrily. He didn't expect Chen Fan to cut off the underworld fire with a sword, and the skeleton couldn't be awakened at all. At this moment, the white-clothed scholar finally understood that the sword cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training in front of him, What a terrifying existence.
The true qi in his body was exhausted, and he had no ability to resist Chen Fan's oncoming dark fire sword.
"I underestimated you, otherwise I wouldn't have given you this opportunity!" The white-clothed scholar showed no fear at all, and his eyes were full of annoyance and dissatisfaction.
"I overestimated you, you are too weak." Chen Fan said in a cold voice, and at the same time, with a wave of his sword, a bloodstain was cut on the white-clothed scholar's throat, and the dark fire immediately turned against the white-clothed scholar.
"Ah..." The scholar in white was tortured by being burned before his death, he roared: "One day, I, Wang Ming, will cut you into pieces..."
Before he finished speaking, he finally fell into the underworld fire, turned into a white light and disappeared.
Practicing the eighth level of Qi, dead!
"boom!"
Following his death, Chen Fan swept across the skeleton with his sword, and the skeleton instantly disintegrated into a pile of broken bones, and finally turned into a worn-out bone fan. smash.
Hongyu knew that she was not Chen Fan's opponent, but when she thought of her senior brother Wang Ming who had secretly promised her love, and died in his hands like this, she felt a little annoyed in her heart, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, she looked at Chen Fan and said: "This is just heaven, If you are in the world of cultivating immortals, if you meet my senior brother, you will definitely end up dead."
Speaking of this, Hongyu took out the jade tablet from her waist, she knew that the 500 immortal energy was destined to be taken away.
With a "snap", she threw the jade tablet at Chen Fan's feet.
"Huh, this jade tablet..." Hongyu raised her head and snorted coldly, but she didn't finish her sentence, only heard a "swoosh", and a sword light flashed across her face, like a meteor flashing away.
(end of this chapter)