In the eyes of everyone, Chen Fan walked to the rusty hilt and stopped, at this time, Chen Fan felt the Shenyue scimitar in the ring tremble more and more, as if it was emitting a resonance sense.

And the rusty divine sword in front of him, Bright Sun, also seemed to sense the existence of the other knife and trembled slightly.

The strange state of the dazzling sun naturally fell into the eyes of the elders and the head of the family, and they showed puzzled expressions to each other, only Sun Zhenbei's face was indifferent, as if he had expected this situation.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and reached out to hold the rusty hilt, but the posture he chose was not the way the tiger's mouth was downward, but the posture of holding the dagger.

Because the place where the handle stops is too low, the way the tiger's mouth goes down is not very straight.

The moment he held the hilt of the knife, Chen Fan suddenly had a strange illusion in his heart, as if he had the strength of his body, as if he had nowhere to go.

Silently running the mental method of the Liuren Divine Skill, and also learning to concentrate the power on the arm like Luosheng, Chen Fan's palms tightened, and he had already used three points of strength.

Click!

The sinking blade was instantly pulled out by Chen Fan more than two inches.

"Wow!"

There was an immediate exclamation behind Chen Fan, and even Sun Shangmei, her little hands were clenched tightly, very nervous for Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't care about the cheers behind him, on the contrary, his heart had become very calm, and it was his tentative move to use three points of force, but he understood very clearly that this kind of strength had already far exceeded the strength used by Luo Sheng just now, but there was no essential difference between the knife being pulled out by only two inches and pulling out an inch.

What is the use of looking cool, and not compared to the size.

Because Chen Fan was surprised to find that the next time he maintained this strength, the divine knife had become immovable.

"Is it not enough strength?"

Chen Fan frowned, his true anger urged, and secretly added two points of strength again.

But this time, the divine knife still didn't move.

"Strange. ”

Chen Fan's eyes showed a look of thought, the ancestor of the Sun family inserted a knife here, is it really as simple as just to inspire the younger generations? If drawing a knife is only a test of strength, then to transport a crane, isn't it pulled out instantly?

Moreover, can a person with great power protect the Terrestrial Clan?

What if it's a reckless man?

"No, there must be somewhere, overlooked. ”

Chen Fan secretly gradually increased his strength, but no matter how much he continued to increase his strength, the hilt in his hand was like a weight of ten thousand pounds, and it was difficult to shake.

And as the strength increased, Chen Fan felt that the feeling of the power being sucked away just now became more and more obvious.

"Do you mean ......?"

Chen Fan let go of his hand, his hand left the hilt, and his eyes stared at the rusty knife without blinking, and the color in his eyes surged, but this time, the target he was focusing on was not only the hilt, but the black stone underneath.

Seeing Chen Fan show such an action, many people showed regret, and Luo Sheng even breathed a sigh of relief, who can calmly face the success of others, and their own failure, no one wants to be a stepping stone.

"Brother Fan...... Absolutely. ”

Sun Shangmei's eyes showed a look of determination.

At this moment, Sun Shangmei suddenly felt a fiery breath rushing towards her face.

The elders couldn't help but be surprised.

"Taiyan is really angry??"

Sun Zhenbei's old face showed a look of shock, he never thought that the Sun family's Taiyan true qi would be learned by Chen Fan, if it was before, he would definitely have other thoughts, but now, he didn't care whether Chen Fan was secretly learning, he was very curious, what Chen Fan would do next.

"Hey, no, how can this true qi be so pure!" Sun Zhenbei exclaimed, and the other elders also showed disbelief.

In the surprised gaze of everyone, Chen Fan's body exuded a flame-like floating true qi fluctuation, and his hand once again held the hilt of the divine sword.

Zizizizi!

The rusty hilt suddenly made a strange sound, and the rust on the outside fell off piece by piece.

After Chen Fan held the knife, he did not exert force, but passed the true qi through the five acupuncture points of the heart, and the scorching true qi was transmitted to the palm of his hand, and the rusty handle began to be like a piece of rusty iron falling into the furnace and re-forging.

Click!

Click!

Rusty handle that peels off the first layer like an eggshell.

A ray of pale golden light suddenly mixed in the red true qi and soared into the sky.

The sharp aura of the blade made a buzzing sound from the weapons on one of the shelves.

The handle of the knife is no longer rusty, and the two-inch blade that has been pulled out has become red all over the body like a fiery magma poured.

Chen Fan, who was holding the hilt of the knife, had a look of joy in his eyes, but the aura in his body was being consumed sharply, but in the blink of an eye, one-third of his kung fu had been consumed, which was comparable to the consumption of a knife he used the Shenyue scimitar last night.

But Chen Fan didn't care at all, as soon as his divine sense moved, the floodgates of the Purple Mansion instantly tore open, and a surging aura instantly filled Chen Fan's meridians and dantian.

Call!

Chen Fan's clothes swelled and fluttered, and the place where he held his hand was like a sun rising!!

The scorching breath made the elders' hair smell burnt.

The astonishment is far from over.

I saw that where Chen Fan was standing, there was a rumbling sound on the ground, and the black black iron suddenly cracked like a spider's web.

The fiery red magma was instantly filled with cracked rifts.

"Stand back!!"

Sun Zhenbei shouted, and everyone subconsciously retreated.

"Brother Fan, be careful!!"

Sun Shangmei's eyebrows furrowed nervously, because below where Chen Fan was standing, there were signs of magma gushing.

Who would have thought that the bottom of this calm lake would be an active molten slurry.

The true function of the Divine Sword Blazing Sun, as well as the Dark Stone, is to seal the mouth of the terrible lava!

In the sound of the underground rumbling, a blade tremor broke through the sky!!

Zheng!

A golden hilt rose into the sky, and then Chen Fan's figure flickered, holding the divine sword in his hand, and his figure flew back upside down.

The Divine Sword is born!

Accompanied by the terrifying flames of the Earth's Center, the air became scorching.

The tip of the divine knife in Chen Fan's hand was still red all over, and layers of molten iron dripped from its appearance, and with the urging of his true qi, the divine knife revealed its original face little by little.

The fiery blade like the morning sun, slightly longer than the Shenyue scimitar, was carved with an ancient and peculiar rune pattern, the rust receded, and where the handles met, a sun pattern was printed, echoing the moon appearance of the Shenyue scimitar into a double knife.

However, at this time, except for Sun Shangmei's face cheering, the rest of the elders all looked at the lava below where the knife was inserted just now, and saw that among the lava, there was a strange stone the size of a football, and there was a knife mark left on the different stone, which was the opening left by the dazzling sun of the divine sword.

Chen Fan had long been aware of the scorching special stones in the lava, and he secretly urged a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, dripping from the hilt of the knife to the blade, making Yaori recognize the master, and asked, "Elders, what is this?"

"It's a meteorite!"

Sun Zhenbei's voice trembled and excited.

(End of chapter)