In the exclamations of the major sects.

Chen Fan was extremely aggrieved.

His flying sword fell into Mo Ran's peak killing sword intent and was suppressed to the death.

What can he do?

It's not that he can't.

It's that Mo Ran has a sword array!

It has an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

If Mo Ran was just a flying sword, even if it was an immortal-level flying sword, it would be impossible to trap his flying sword!

Ultimately.

He didn't lose to Mo Ran.

Instead, he lost to the sword formation!

Meantime.

And the Soul Pot!

Without the Spirit Pot, Mo Ran's spiritual power would have been exhausted long ago, and he didn't know how many times he had been killed!

Mo Ran can win, it's all by relying on foreign objects!

Chen Fan's face was unwilling.

But there is nothing to be done.

He completely ignored what kind of conditions had to be achieved and how much effort and effort he had to put in to master such a powerful fusion sword formation.

I also completely forgot how rare it was to rely on the peak killing sword intent to condense a powerful realm with a range of about one zhang.

Except for Mo Ran, he never saw it again!

"I'm going to just throw in the towel!"

Chen Fan was helpless, looking at the cold abyss under the stage, unable to speak.

"No way!"

"You have to stay on stage!"

"Drain his spiritual power!"

"Exhaust all the spiritual power in his spirit pot!"

Leng Yuan shouted.

Chen Fan stayed on the stage, and he was indeed very faceless.

Being judged by so many people.

Ridiculed by everyone.

But for the sake of the victory of the empty sword gate.

You have to endure it!

Hold on!

"As long as the spiritual power in his spirit pot is exhausted, we will win!"

Leng Yuan said loudly to Chen Fan.

"Good!"

Chen Fan looked ruthless and nodded vigorously.

Immediately.

He is desperate, desperately urging his spiritual power and trying his best to break free.

Mo Ran couldn't help but add three more peak Dao weapon-level flying swords, trapping Chen Fan's flying sword to death.

This method is the way he consumes the least spiritual power.

If it's two people attacking each other.

He's going to have to expend more spiritual power.

Within the range of his peak killing sword intent, this was his territory.

At the same time, he urged eighteen peak Dao weapon-level flying swords.

The old god Moran is here.

No matter how hard Chen Fan tried to urge the blue flying sword, he couldn't break free from his control.

Mo Ran was worried before.

After Chen Fan saw his intentions.

Will they just give up and break free?

Stop the consumption of spiritual power.

Unexpectedly.

This Chen Fan was the same as he thought.

Consume with him!

Obviously made up my mind.

To exhaust all the spiritual power in his spirit pot.

Wait for Leng Yuan to come up.

You can defeat him directly!

Such an intention is indeed very good.

But alas.

Neither Chen Fan nor Leng Yuan knew that Mo Ran had four spirit pots!

War of attrition.

How could he be afraid?

The two of them were desperately stalemate, and their spiritual power was frantically drained.

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The two are still in a stalemate!

"Mo Ran, this peak Dao weapon-level spirit storage pot, can actually store so much spiritual power!"

The boy of the Wukong Sword Gate was full of amazement.

"None of us have ever had a treasure of this level!"

"The spiritual power stored in this peak Dao weapon is afraid that it can be comparable to the spiritual power of our Fusion Realm peak cultivator!"

Ban Kun exclaimed.

"Where did Mo Ran get such a precious treasure?"

"You must know that the Dao Weapon Level Spirit Pot is extremely rare, I remember that in the hands of the head of the Drifting Rain Sword Sect, there is a high-grade Dao Weapon Level Spirit Pot!"

"Other sects, even if they are the real people in charge, I'm afraid they won't be there!"

Di Shuang looked at Mo Ran's peak Dao Weapon level spirit storage pot and was envious.

With such a supreme treasure.

A peak cultivator of the transcendent realm like Mo Ran can cross a big realm and fight hard with a top powerhouse like Chen Fan!

It even has an advantage!

"When his spiritual power in this peak Dao level spirit storage pot is exhausted, I will come to the stage and kill him!"

Leng Yuan said viciously with a fierce face.

Mo Ran's light is too dazzling now!

This shows even more incompetence in him!

The first sect of the Wukong Sword Sect, he went to recruit disciples, but he didn't receive it.

The Chinese businessman Jianmen, who was ranked third by others, took the lead!

Even the second and third ranked love, smiled and asked, but I didn't receive it!

It's all his fault!

For this, he has already been severely punished once.

This time.

Mo Ran is so invincible and dazzling.

Return to the sect.

He's going to be punished again!

If you kill Mo Ran directly.

That's the other way around.

Removing such a huge threat in the future for the sect, not only will he not be punished, but he will also be rewarded!

Leng Yuan's face, with murderous intent, stared at Mo Ran on the stage.

This side of the Chinese merchant sword gate.

The head of Miaohua Zhenren, the Great Elder Du Han, the Elder Jiang Ting, Zhong Qing, Xiao Wentian, Nie Feng, including Qingniu, Tianma, and Crazy Woman.

It's all full of anticipation.

Originally.

The Chinese merchant sword gate is already bound to lose!

Mo Ran is obviously far inferior to Chen Fan.

After Chen Fan, there is an even more powerful Leng Yuan!

Huashang Jianmen is bound to lose!

Mo Ran could die!

Miaohua Zhenren and Great Elder Du Han were all ready to rescue Mo Ran at any time.

It didn't work out.

Mo Ran could give them such a big surprise!

Huashang Jianmen still has hope of victory now!

And it's possible to win!

If you defeat the Voidless Sword Gate, you can temporarily rank first!

Jump right into the final battle!

In the eyes of everyone's great expectation.

Mo Ran and Chen Fan were in a stalemate for another quarter of an hour.

The spiritual power in his peak Dao Weapon level Spirit Accumulation Pot was almost completely exhausted.

The spiritual power in Chen Fan's body is also almost bottomed out.

Crash!

Mo Ran's eighteen flying swords scattered violently.

Chen Fan exhausted the last spiritual power in his body and recalled his blue flying sword.

"You're lucky not to die at my hands!"

"But you won't survive in the end!"

Chen Fan glared at Mo Ran fiercely, his face full of hatred and murder.

The voice fell.

He was going to fly off the stage.

"You want to kill me, or do you want to go on unharmed?"

Mo Ran asked coldly with murderous intent on his face.

Crash!

The next moment.

He just sucked all the spiritual power in the peak Dao level spirit storage pot into his body.

Urging the fusion sword array.

Condensed into a golden giant sword, slashing at Chen Fan.

Subsequently.

From the storage bag, he took out the inferior Dao Weapon level spirit pot from the evil Lu Huang.

He began to absorb the spiritual power in this inferior Dao level spirit storage pot again.

Rumble!

The golden giant sword fell from the sky and slashed down.

Chen Fan's complexion changed drastically, and he was extremely shocked.

However, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted and he couldn't resist it.

He could only urge his own flowing water sword domain and desperately weaken Mo Ran's golden giant sword attack.

But Mo Ran is a full blow.

All flying swords are used!

It's not the same as before, only sixty-six flying swords are used.

Rumble!

After the golden giant sword was weakened by the Flowing Water Sword Domain, it still hit Chen Fan fiercely.

This attack was extraordinary.

In one fell swoop, the power of the blue armor was knocked out a lot!

"Come down!"

Leng Yuan stood under the stage and shouted at Chen Fan.

Mo Ran took out an inferior Dao Weapon level spirit storage pot again.

This was something he had not expected.

But the good thing.

It's just an inferior Dao Weapon Level Spirit Pot, and the stored spiritual power is far from being compared to the peak Dao Weapon Level Spirit Pot!

After Chen Fan was hit by the golden giant sword, he immediately obeyed Leng Yuan's words and wanted to fly off the stage.

But how could Mo Ran let him get his wish.

Wow!

A flash of inspiration.

Mo Ran's figure was like a phantom, rushing towards the cold abyss.

In front of Leng Yuan.

The next moment.

He just rushed towards the cold abyss.

When he was only three feet away from Leng Yuan, he still encountered a strong and incomparably strong resistance.

It turned out to be the Cold Abyss Flowing Water Sword Domain, hindering him!

Rumble!

Mo Ran also urged his peak killing sword intent at the same time.

In his area of about one zhang, it is also his territory!

The next moment.

A scene that surprised Mo Ran happened!

PS: The third watch is coming!

There's a fourth update later!

(End of chapter)