"No wonder Elder Song Mo started to retreat after getting the scepter. If I guess correctly, he should be absorbing the spiritual atmosphere in the scepter to help him break through the realm!"
Some of my disciples thought this way.
"Boy, this weapon is a treasure I just obtained. It has reached the third level of the spiritual level. It is a legacy left by a Buddhist monk in ancient times. I didn't expect that I got it by chance..."
Sure enough, this warrior is indeed a spiritual-level magic weapon.
Song Mo looked at Chen Fan and told the rank of the soldier, as if he wanted Chen Fan to understand clearly: "Originally, I wanted to kill you directly, and didn't want to waste any more time, but I suddenly changed my mind.
The scepter has not seen blood since I got it, so I will sacrifice it to you today so that you can experience what it feels like to be killed by a spirit-level warrior!"
Boom! He took action directly.
Waving the scepter in his hand, a terrifying energy spread out from the scepter, killing Chen Fan in one step.
"Spirit level warrior?
Isn’t it very strong?”
However, Chen Fan remained calm and waited until Song Mo was less than five meters away from him.
He stretched out one hand and looked like he was trying to block the scepter with his bare hands.
"court death!"
The disciples around all thought that Chen Fan was so scared that he dared to pick up the spirit-level warriors with his bare hands.
"Xiaofan, don't be careless!"
Chen Qingxuan and Chen Canghai in the audience both looked anxious.
Originally, they thought it was ridiculous for Chen Fan and Song Mo to go to the Justice Platform.
Now Chen Fan went to receive Elder Song Mo's power with his bare hands.
It's just adding insult to injury, too arrogant and impulsive.
"Humph, you've come to this, and you're still pretending in front of me. If you don't die, who will!"
Song Mo's murderous intention was ferocious.
Chen Fan's actions made him feel nakedly insulted.
He felt that Chen Fan was teasing him.
His desire to kill Chen Fan became even stronger.
The scepter in his hand waved with even more terrifying power, and the ancient aura raged out like a violent storm. He wanted to kill Chen Fan with one blow.
However, Chen Fan remained indifferent. He looked calm from beginning to end. There was no fear, struggle, or trembling in his eyes, only a fearless aloofness and calmness.
Boom! The next moment, in front of everyone’s eyes.
Song Mo's scepter fell down.
I thought that Chen Fan would be split in half under the scepter. Even if he couldn't, he could still split Chen Fan half to death.
But where did I think of it?
Between this pinnacle and a millimeter.
Chen Fan stretched out his palm and grabbed the scepter in an instant.
The power that came down from the scepter naturally also acted on Chen Fan.
But the strange thing is.
This terrifying power seemed to have no effect on Chen Fan.
Chen Fan stood upright, breathing steadily. His power could not be shaken at all, as if he had disappeared out of thin air. It felt as if what Chen Fan caught was just an insignificant thing.
"How can it be!"
All the disciples were shocked and felt as if they had seen a ghost.
Song Mo's old face was dull, looking like he couldn't believe it.
His blow, after all, had the power of the Qiankun Transformation Realm, but now it was caught by Chen Fan in an understatement. He suddenly felt unreal.
"The world is so big, you don't know too much. Your power is not enough for me!"
Chen Fan grabbed the scepter in his hand and held it tightly.
Song Mo wanted to withdraw the scepter, but he couldn't. Instead, his face turned red and he looked extremely funny and funny.
Buzz! The next moment, Chen Fan flicked his finger, and the scepter in his hand was instantly knocked away, along with Song Mo.
He spun fourteen times in the air, landed on the ground, took eight steps back, and then stabilized his body.
But his energy and blood were boiling, and his bones were shaking and aching.
He stared at Chen Fan with a face full of shock and disbelief.
"Although my strength was not fully exploded just now, it was still the power of the Qiankun Realm. What happened to this kid? He caught me so easily and counterattacked me. Could it be..." Song Mo's face was extremely gloomy.
In front of everyone's attention, Chen Fan actually stood up to him, and he felt deeply ashamed.
But because of this, he understood Chen Fan's strength better.
At this moment, the way he looked at Chen Fan changed.
He became serious, thoughtful, and made a bold guess.
He believed that Chen Fan's power could fight against the Qiankun Realm warriors.
This guess had never occurred to him before.
It was particularly strong in his mind now.
"It's impossible. Elder Song Mo must have been careless and was pushed back by Chen Fan. If Elder Song Mo is serious, Chen Fan is no match for him!"
The kids in the audience still couldn’t believe what was happening in front of them.
Most people think that Song Mo was careless which led to this result.
Only Senior Brother Lin and the other four did not think so.
The only reason why Song Mo was pushed back by Chen Fan was that Chen Fan was stronger than Song Mo. It was ridiculous that those people thought that Song Mo was careless and that was why he was like this.
"Originally, I might have killed you directly, but I didn't want to kill you so quickly. Since you want me to experience what it's like to be killed by a spirit-level warrior, then I'll let you experience it too.
The feeling of being ruthlessly devoured and refined before my eyes!"
Chen Fan sneered.
The next moment, under everyone's eyes.
A sword appeared in his hand.
The reverse scale sword.
He hasn't used it in a long time.
Originally he didn't want to use Reverse Scale.
But he suddenly thought that Ni Lin had the terrifying ability to devour soldiers.
Since Song Mo cares deeply about the scepter.
Then he would let Song Mo see how miserable and weak the self-righteous soldiers were in his eyes.
"What, Chen Fan, what are you talking about? You are not stupid by devouring my soldiers. My soldiers are spirit-level magic weapons. Your soldiers look ordinary. They have not even reached the earth level."
Well, you actually dare to show off in front of me, you are really a weirdo!"
Song Mo laughed angrily at Chen Fan.
In his eyes, Chen Fan's Ni Lin had no breath at all.
It's just an ordinary sword at all.
But how could he know.
Ni Lin is originally a magic sword.
It was Chen Fan who sealed and hid the demonic energy, just because he didn't want everyone to see that Nilin was a demonic sword. Otherwise, if someone caught him by the pigtails and said he was involved with the demonic way, he would get into countless troubles.
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This leads to the fact that in the eyes of everyone, the Nilin Sword has no breath and no fluctuations, and is just an ordinary sword.
No wonder Song Mo can laugh.
How could such an ordinary sword fight against his scepter?
"Yeah?"
The corners of Chen Fan's mouth curved into something that looked like a smile but not a smile.
This moment.
Song Mo's smile suddenly froze.
Because at this moment, he clearly felt a very strange aura emanating from the Nilin Sword.
This breath is not energy or murderous intent, but more like a summons and naked greed.
He seemed to hear a sound coming from within the sword body, and the voices of many people surrounded his ears.
At this moment, the scepter in his hand actually had a chain reaction.