Sword Slaying The Heavens

After more than a month, there was still movement in the bronze hall, and the two of them knew very well that apart from the monks staying behind, it was very likely that monsters were active.

There are two possibilities, and they should not take it lightly. After sprinting to the gate at an extremely fast speed, their spiritual consciousness immediately opened up, covering the surrounding area, trying to find the life forms that exist here.

Boom!

There was another sound of the bronze door opening, but neither of them knew where the other was, because the bronze hall was too big to find.

"Chen Fan, go out together first." Mu Yunshui looked at Chen Fan with beautiful eyes, and asked through voice transmission with his spiritual sense, as if asking for Chen Fan's opinion.

"En." Chen Fan nodded slightly, grasped the hilt of the sword slightly, stepped forward, and swept his figure towards the entrance of the passage.

Seeing this, Mu Yunshui's figure also flashed out, and at the same time, he sucked the sharp sword next to a corpse in the hall into his palm. Although it was not as good as her spiritual weapon-level sword, it was still better than fighting empty-handed.

The two sneaked one after the other, while rushing towards the exit.

Boom!

At this time, there was another loud noise, and the two of them stopped at the same time, listening to the sound to debate their positions. The place where the bronze door opened, Hao Ran was in a certain direction ahead.

"Who could be here?" Mu Yunshui frowned slightly. She knew that it was impossible for people from Chengxianzong to stay here for more than a month, so she probably felt that she was dead.

The black light beam was too weird, corroding all spiritual weapons, even magical weapons, it is very likely that they would not escape the fate of being destroyed.

At the same time, she also had some doubts about the utensils on Chen Fan's body. The old scabbard was almost intact and kept its original shape, only the hilt of the sharp sword was corroded. Slightly damaged, it escaped a catastrophe. The only loss was the human skin mask and the four bone daggers.

All these connections made Mu Yunshui feel that Chen Fan was becoming more and more mysterious, and she couldn't even describe him as an adventure, because she couldn't imagine what kind of adventure it would take to create such a person in three and a half years. powerful presence.

"Boom!"

At this time, a loud noise seemed to come from not far ahead, and the bronze door of a secret room suddenly turned open. Under the light of the night pearl, a figure rushed out, as if seeing the two of them in an instant, and shot towards them , was immediately caught by Chen Fan and Mu Yunshui.

Whoosh!

Chen Fan tapped the ground lightly under his feet,

He quickly retreated to the edge of the bronze wall, and at the same time gathered a surge of true energy in his palm, and suddenly pulled out the sharp sword from the worn-out scabbard.

"Zheng!"

Accompanied by a soft sound, a trace of golden lightning flowed from the sharp sword, and it lay in front of him, in a defensive posture.

The whole movement is like clouds and flowing water, extremely swift and violent.

"Golden Core stage?" At this time, Chen Fan's spiritual sense suddenly sensed the aura emanating from the other party, which turned out to be in the early stage of Golden Core Stage, and he seemed to have known each other.

Mu Yunshui was obviously also aware of the other party's state, and his face couldn't help but change. He must be a desperado to stay in this kind of place for so long.

Chen Fan's face was dignified, his eyes were deep, and he looked coldly at the figure that was getting closer and closer. Finally, under the faint light of the night pearl, a monk with a peaceful face and a golden core period suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"It's him!" Mu Yunshui couldn't help exclaiming.

When she entered the main hall, she knew that the group of monks wanted to stop Lao Huangya from killing them, but in the end, Lao Huangya won and appeared in the hall with Chen Fan, while the monk was completely gone. After witnessing Chen Fan killing the Western man at the Jindan stage, she subconsciously felt that those monks were probably in danger.

Unexpectedly, now the golden core stage monk reappeared, except that his cultivation level was slightly weaker than that of more than a month ago, there was basically no change in other things.

"Amitabha is actually the benefactor of the Chengxian Sect. How dare you ask other benefactors?" The Jindanqi monk was extremely fast, and appeared in front of Chen Fan and Mu Yunshui in an instant, but Chen Fan's mask had faded, so he didn't recognize it for a while. Chen Fan.

Mu Yunshui was startled, the other party didn't seem to know what happened in the hall, so he asked them back.

Just when she was astonished, the monk's eyes suddenly turned to Chen Fan, looking at the worn-out scabbard around his waist, and immediately a strong killing intent burst out.

"Why is this scabbard with you? Tell me, where is that middle-aged man?" The monk stared sharply at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan's expression was cold, he knew that this monk seemed to have been in hiding until now, and he had already recovered from his injuries, but Jin Chan shed his skin, making his cultivation level no longer comparable to what it was more than a month ago.

Mu Yunshui's heart trembled, and after looking at Chen Fan with her beautiful eyes, she hurriedly said, "Senior, we picked up this scabbard when we came out, and we haven't seen that middle-aged man before."

"Really?" Monk Jindan looked at Chen Fan coldly, and the two looked at each other coldly, with murderous intent permeating the surroundings.

"Amitabha, little benefactor, give this sword and scabbard to the poor monk, and you can leave." After a few breaths, the monk restrained his murderous intent slightly, clasped his palms together and said.

He seemed to realize that Chen Fan was not simple, and although he recovered from his injuries, he was still in a weak stage, and the sequelae of Jin Chan's shelling were too serious.

Chen Fan ignored it, remained silent, and stared at the monk coldly, his gaze slightly fixed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Chen Fan, give him the things, we are not his opponents." Mu Yunshui persuaded through voice transmission. Although she had seen Chen Fan kill Jin Danqi, the Western man was too consumed by the old yellow teeth. Only when there is too much bloody smell will it fall directly into Chen Fan's hands.

But the monk at the Golden Core stage in front of him is a real early stage Golden Core, and possesses a vajra body, which is the natural enemy of sword cultivators. Mu Yunshui felt that no matter how powerful Chen Fan was, he couldn't be the monk's opponent.

"Little benefactor, don't waste time, quickly hand over the scabbard and sword to the poor monk!" Monk Jindan clasped his palms together, and immediately a ray of golden light erupted from his palm, bringing the sword around Chen Fan's waist The sheath tugged, broke free, and flew directly towards him.

"Snapped!"

But Chen Fan stretched out one hand, firmly intercepted the scabbard, and held it in his palm.

A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Mu Yunshui's heart. She knew Chen Fan well and knew that things were going to be bad.

"Little benefactor, this poor monk is doing it for your own good. This scabbard is a weapon of great evil. I will return it to you after you get rid of the murderous aura." A cold light flashed across the monk's eyes, and the golden light in his hand became more and more blazing. Yuanli began to pour out, ready to move.

"Chen Fan, it's too strong and easy to break, too rigid and easy to break, don't be impulsive!" Mu Yunshui persuaded through voice transmission.

But Chen Fan ignored it, his expression was still cold, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly gushed out a majestic power of true essence.

He coldly glanced at the golden core monk, and said indifferently: "Take your golden core in exchange."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly stepped out of the Nine Palace Steps. In a circle of ripples, the sharp sword transformed into a purple-gold sword shadow, and violently killed the Jindan monk.

"It's you?" Monk Jindan realized in an instant, recognized that this was the move and sword energy of the middle-aged man before, and immediately widened his eyes!