For a time, dozens of monks rushed to the top of the mountain, and the momentum was extremely shocking.
That was an ancient sword, and it was very likely that it was an ancient sword at the level of a Half-Emperor or even an Immortal Emperor.
No one wants to get this kind of divine thing.
Murong Chun of Xuantianmen was the fastest and rushed to the front. In just a moment, he rushed to the mountainside.
Feeling that there was no such huge pressure as before and the burning of the hot flames, his eyes filled with ecstasy, he took another step forward and landed directly in front of Wang Fan.
Murong Chun didn't look at Wang Fan at all, but just hit Wang Fan with a palm. But he kept walking, taking a step forward, and reached out to grab the ancient sword.
However, just when his attack was about to land on Wang Fan, there was a sudden buzz and a ball of flame suddenly emerged from Wang Fan's body.
In just an instant, the terrifying flames formed into a sea of fire and directly enveloped Murong Chun. ??
"ah!"
Murong Chun let out a scream, and the immortal energy in his body surged crazily, trying to resist the terrifying flames.
However, it was of no use at all.
In a burst of chissing sounds, his body was reduced to ashes in just one breath.
What was unexpected was that until this moment, Wang Fan was still closing his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep with no intention of waking up.
When the monks who rushed behind saw this scene, their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and they suddenly stopped.
They looked at Wang Fan who was standing still in shock, and then at the place where Murong Chun turned to ashes, their eyes full of shock.
what 's wrong?
Could it be said that Wang Fan has swallowed up the flames of this volcano and possesses the power of this volcano?
Their hearts couldn't help but pounding, and for a moment, they didn't know whether to continue to move forward or to retreat.
Soon, a monk came to his senses. He gritted his teeth, flashed and rushed directly to the top of the mountain.
However, he did not attack Wang Fan. Instead, he rushed directly to the ancient sword, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the ancient sword.
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But Wang Fan, who was only one step away from him, didn't react at all, as if he didn't notice it at all.
At the same time, no more flames emerged from Wang Fan's body.
Seeing this scene, everyone looked at that man with envy.
Is it so easy?
If they had known this earlier, they would have rushed forward.
However, they have just thought of this.
"ah--"
The genius who reached out for the ancient sword already let out a scream, and then his body exploded out of thin air and turned into streaks of blood mist.
Seeing this scene, the scene fell silent for an instant, and everyone could not help but stare wide-eyed, dumbfounded.
This, what on earth is going on?
Nobody knows.
"It seems that even without the terrifying flames, we can't take away the ancient sword."
"Hey, it seems we still have no chance with this ancient sword."
"Could it be said that this ancient sword will only belong to Wang Fan?"
Everyone couldn't help but sigh, looking extremely unwilling.
Some geniuses knew that Wang Fan had taken away the ancient sword and left unwillingly, while some others stayed.
About half an hour later, Wang Fan finally opened his eyes.
A strange color appeared in his eyes, and then he took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed the ancient sword.
Those geniuses who had not left were all staring at Wang Fan with burning eyes. They all wanted to know whether Wang Fan would be torn into pieces.
But soon, they were disappointed.
When Wang Fan's palm touched the sword, the huge ancient sword had shrunk rapidly, and finally became more than two meters long, and Wang Fan easily caught it.
At the same time, the flame power in Wang Fan's body followed the hands holding the sword hilt.
, entering the ancient sword continuously.
At this moment, Wang Fan actually had a strange feeling.
It was as if this ancient sword had become a part of his body.
At the same time, Wang Fan also knew the grade of this ancient sword.
An imperial-level mid-grade magic weapon.
Wang Fan looked extremely shocked inside.
He never expected that the level of this ancient sword would actually reach the middle-grade emperor level.
You must know that even a half-emperor level magic weapon can become a sect-suppressing treasure among the five major forces. In fact, even the five major powers may not be able to produce a half-emperor level magic weapon.
As for the emperor-level mid-grade magic weapon, it is simply a legendary item. Once it is taken out, even the five major forces will definitely kill and fight to the death.
However, although Wang Fan was very excited in his heart, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he could not help but frown slightly, showing a look of confusion, unable to tell the grade of the ancient sword.
As the saying goes, no man is guilty of harboring a jade, but Wang Fan doesn't want to cause disaster again because of the ancient sword.
Wang Fan held the ancient sword and soon walked down the volcano and came to the side of the enchanting woman.
"Sister, let's go first."
He said to the enchanting woman and planned to explain to the enchanting woman after leaving here.
After all, he has now refined the ancient sword. Even if he gives the ancient sword to an enchanting woman, it doesn't make much sense at all.
Because the ancient sword cannot exert much power in the hands of an enchanting woman. Even if the enchanting woman wants to refine it, it is impossible.
The enchanting woman didn't ask any more questions, but nodded.
"Wang Fan, do you just want to leave like this?"
However, just when Wang Fan and the two were about to leave, a cold voice suddenly came over.
Then, swish, swish, five figures stopped in front of Wang Fan and the other two.
Wang Fan raised his head and glanced, and found that he had spoken before
It is none other than Yu Qingtian from the Royal Palace.
The remaining four people were obviously either from the Royal Palace, or from the Chu Dynasty or the Dark Alliance.
Wang Fan looked at Yu Qingtian, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and said, "Why, can't I leave?"
Yu Qingtian sneered, "Everyone came here for the ancient sword, and many forces and disciples died miserably. Do you just want to monopolize the ancient sword? If you want to leave, you can, but the ancient sword must stay."
Following his voice, several more monks stood up without leaving any trace, and vaguely surrounded Wang Fan.
Obviously, they also covet this ancient sword very much and don't want to give up just like that.
Previously, because the ancient sword was stuck on the volcano, they could not take it away.
But now, since it has been taken down by Wang Fan, it means that there should be no danger.
Originally, everyone thought that after they said these words, Wang Fan would definitely be unable to bear it and start a war directly. Moreover, they were already prepared for a war.
But to everyone's expectation, Wang Fan actually nodded, "Keep the ancient sword? Okay, I'll give it to you."
As he said that, he actually threw the ancient sword towards Yu Qingtian.
When Yu Qingtian saw this scene, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He seemed to have never expected that Wang Fan would be so cooperative.
But he soon came back to his senses, a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to catch the ancient sword.
However, just when the ancient sword was caught in his hand, suddenly, terrifying sword energy emitted from the ancient sword and blasted towards Yu Qingtian's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
In just an instant, Yu Qingtian's body seemed to have turned into a sieve, torn into countless pieces and turned into debris.
Looking at this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Wang Fan grabbed the ancient sword back and looked at the others with a smile, "Now, does anyone still want this sword?"
The whole place was dead silent, no one dared to answer.
