Chapter 393 The Battle of Tianjiao
In Baihuang City, all the monks and ordinary people were shocked.
Chen Fan's voice was like a voice from outside the sky, like the arrogance of a god, deeply imprinted in everyone's ears, and reverberated in their minds. This was far from a word uttered solely by voice, but with the use of soul and soul. Lian Yuan Even infancy can't stop this voice!
"The Realm of Mantra!" A Nascent Soul Stage strongman said solemnly.
"The ancients often used mantras to discipline themselves and others, and Buddhism even has six-character mantras! The realm of mantras is not difficult. The only condition is that there must be someone who truly believes that he can do it before he can say such mantras!"
"That is to say, what Young Master Shen said just now is to look down on that young man! But that young man has never taken Young Master Shen seriously, he is not even as good as a stepping stone, how arrogant this is." Many People were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
If Chen Fan had uttered such words at his peak, the crowd might not have been so shocked, but now that his realm has clearly fallen to the late stage of foundation establishment, he is still so confident. Why?
Everyone was very puzzled, they kept their eyes on the Tianjiao battlefield, and only hoped that the battle would start as soon as possible.
"This son already has an invincible and invincible heart. If he can survive, he will definitely be the real overlord in the future!" A Nascent Soul Stage strong man from outside the city said in a deep voice, giving Chen Fan the highest evaluation.
The rest of the people also nodded after hearing the words, with very dignified expressions.
But the Shen family shook their heads and sneered. They were indeed a little bluffed before, but now they have realized that the mantra just now is nothing at all.
"Sometimes the truth may not necessarily be true. He said such words through his heart, and it is very likely that he has deceived his own heart, thinking that he can really win! Everything is just his wishful thinking, and his realm has fallen to a mere level. In the late stage of foundation establishment, he still dares to talk nonsense, he is really extremely arrogant." Old Bai of the Shen family shook his head, smiled dismissively, and said that he had great confidence in his son.
"That's right, I have grown up so big, and I have never heard of a case where the late foundation establishment stage can compete with the golden core stage, not to mention my brother is still a strong man!" Shen Yurou also stood up and said, full of confidence.
"Anyone who has seen my young master fight will not trust his words. The so-called mantras are nothing but illusory things, so they shouldn't be taken too seriously." A servant of the Shen family also nodded and said.
The purple-haired woman in the Nascent Soul Realm had already stood on the top of a tower at some point. She was wearing a brocade tight-fitting gown, and a soft gold silk was tied around her waist, which made her already slender figure appear Even more captivating, at this moment, she lifted her head slightly, revealing her delicate and charming chin, fixed her gaze on Chen Fan in Tianjiao's battlefield, and immediately revealed an incomparably evil smile.
"What a genius, it seems that I was wrong again before, if you can win this time, I will bring you to Huanhuanzong, teach you the way of dual cultivation, cultivate it well, and give you a master who can double cultivation with me. This is my chance!" She whispered to herself, there was a trace of spring water in her beautiful eyes, which was really moving, and her charm skills had already reached perfection.
And all of this, Chen Fan did not know.
When his mantra came out, Mr. Shen couldn't help being startled. Immediately, he frowned tightly, looked at Chen Fan coldly and said, "Are you trying to disturb my mood with these words? You underestimate me too much."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Shen suddenly glowed with a brilliant glow between his brows, and his whole person became solemn
"Eight-armed golden ape transformation!" He suddenly shouted, the roar shook the world, the glow between his brows became more and more brilliant, and a golden light enveloped his whole body, and six golden ape-arm phantoms emerged out of thin air, The majestic momentum suddenly swept across like a wave, the wind began to howl, and the ground of the ancient battlefield under his feet suddenly cracked!
Chen Fan's heart shuddered, the magic formulas of Daxiu Immortal Realm came out endlessly, just this eight-armed golden ape change is almost comparable to his Jiugong sword formula!
However, this did not make Chen Fan shrink back. In terms of realm, he is actually not weaker than Young Master Shen at all. In terms of true energy, he is more than four times more majestic than Young Master Shen. The only flaw is Chen Fan. Fan's sword formulas are too few, only nine styles and nine palaces!
But he is very clear that the strength of the magic formula is not the real strength, but the strength of the body is the most important thing!
"Ji Mie!" Chen Fan shouted coldly, and the sword suddenly took shape.
At this moment, a gust of wind whizzed past, rolling up dust all over the ground.
However, Chen Fan's sword intent has only just been condensed, but it is incomparably striking, and the world is filled with all the chilling intent of silence, which makes people feel bitingly cold.
The sharp sword in his hand not only trembled, but also let out a sword sound. It was not that the sharp sword was afraid, but that the sword in his hand was excited and full of fighting spirit!
"Life and death, reincarnation!" His clothes fluttered, and he took the Jiugong steps directly, his whole body turned into a swift wind and thunder, killing Young Master Shen like an arrow from Li Xuan.
The sharp sword moved innumerable strands of breath in mid-air, and each strand was like another blade, showing its sharpness!
At this moment, Tianjiao battlefield has become a world of swords!
The son of the Shen family was calm and unhurried. With both hands and the six arms behind him, he turned into an eight-armed **** of war.
In the end, he formed eight different methods in an instant. He held a crescent moon in his left arm, held a red tasseled spear tightly in his right arm, sacrificed a flying sword in his third arm, and held a flying sword in his fourth arm. The flute, raised to his mouth, tried to play the Dementia.
"In order to cooperate with the eight-armed golden ape transformation, do you know how many methods I have painstakingly cultivated, in order to step on an invincible fairy road, today, you are doomed to lose!" Every piece of land that landed on it rushed towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's sharp sword trembled, broke through the air barrier, turned into a streamer, and slashed across the sky.
"No matter how many dharmas you practice, one sword is enough to destroy all your dharma!" He shouted coldly, possessed by the power of heaven and earth, and the artistic conception of life and death samsara was condensed in the sharp sword, which was hard to compare with Mr. Shen's eight dharma formulas. shake!
"One sword with nine times!" Chen Fan quickly used the sword formula, and the sharp sword in his hand instantly generated nine swords, all stabbing out!
Master Shen's family snorted coldly, opened and closed, and waved his eight arms.
when! when! when!
However, nine crisp trembling sounds came one after another, Chen Fan's nine swords were blocked one by one by Mr. Shen's eight-armed art, and the last sword was directly hooked by the bright crescent moon, and the blade was completely missed!
"Is that the only way?" Young Master Shen smiled sarcastically.
However, this smile will still be completely laughed out, and then freezes instantly.
When he received the Nine Swords, Chen Fan's figure had completely faded away, turning out to be just an afterimage.
He thought something bad in his heart, and immediately swung his eight arms towards the back at the same time, and the majestic magic formula poured down, smashing hard into a slightly turbulent void.
Chen Fan's sharp sword also suddenly appeared at this time, bursting into countless Zijin sword shadows, easily dispelling the spells on the opponent's eight arms.
Boom!
Under a loud noise, the two of them didn't stop, and once again fought forcefully, launching an offensive quickly, so fast that they finally turned into two phantoms, which only the monks at the Jindan stage and above could see clearly.
boom! boom!
The two fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant, the sharp blade in Chen Fan's hand cracked, but it still continued!
The six golden ape arms of Mr. Shen's family also became very dim!
"Hehe, I really underestimated you, but now that I'm done warming up, you should stop here!" The young master of the Shen family smiled coldly, condensed his two fingers, and tapped his eyebrows, which bloomed a round as dazzling as the scorching sun. of brilliance.
Chen Fan's expression was indifferent, he watched coldly, his fighting spirit was as firm as a rock, and he was fearless. Two sharp swords, one white and one black, suddenly appeared behind him. They looked illusory, but they actually existed. , each slowly diffused from the black and white swords!
(end of this chapter)