After the task was completed, Fan Chen also exhaled, and his spiritual power was completely used up, so that his face was still much paler now.

And Lin Qingsheng, who was pressed to the ground, fainted very interestingly, he rarely fought like that, he was empty of spiritual power and injured, this is the end.

The referee also took Lin Qingsheng down with great interest, while Fan Chen looked at the spiritual cultivators around him with a pale face, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Derpy, it's already used"

“OK”

.........

"From now on, in 10 minutes, if anyone can hit me, I'll give him this thing!"

Fan Chen took out a white bead in the space ring, white smoke surrounded him, and as soon as the bead came out, the temperature around him dropped suddenly, making people feel that winter was coming.

Now in this state, if you open your mouth like this again, you are guaranteed that a large number of people will come.

"I'll go, this is..."

"I'm coming!!"

"And me"

"Ice Beads!"

Luo Tianchang looked at the bead in Fan Chen's hand a little shocked, and he could recognize this bead, it was the most peculiar in the spiritual cultivation world, and it was born with a strange ability, not the kind of spiritual weapon made by a refiner.

He wondered why Fan Chen took out the Ice Beads, logically speaking, wouldn't it be better to have this thing for himself?

Of course, Luo Tianchang thought so, but other spiritual cultivators didn't think so.

If you hit the innate spirit weapon, it's mine, let's talk about it.

As soon as Fanchen's words came out, the people who fought with each other came in a surge and surrounded Fanchen one after another.

Fan Chen doesn't dare to hold it up, there is no shortage of uncultivated masters in these people, and he must be careful and careful, otherwise the task will definitely not be completed.

I saw Fan Chen turn over, and his body fluttered next to a spiritual cultivator, and the spiritual power of his whole body exploded violently, and he struck out with one palm.

As soon as this palm appeared, it turned into countless palm prints and hit this person without any resistance.

In just an instant, this person fell to the ground and fainted.

One!!

Go on!!!

"How is that possible? Isn't he without spiritual powers?"

"I can't believe it, it's like a person who has nothing to do"

"Is this really a new life? This is God at all."

.........

The mortal dust of the enemy with one move instantly detonated the atmosphere of the audience, and in an instant, it caused a sensation in the audience.

Everyone knew that Fan Chen and Lin Qingsheng had fought against each other for a certain stage, and the consumption of spiritual power had already been complete, and his face was pale, which was obviously the result of excessive consumption of spiritual power.

But after that palm was struck, Fan Chen wandered in all directions as if he was at his peak.

Several big figures in the VIP table also looked at the dazzling figures on the stage with surprised expressions, as if they were also puzzled by other spiritual practitioners.

In the No. 13 ring, Xu Mu looked at this scene, and he was very happy in his heart.

I am also the senior brother of such a person, and I am proud to be doubled.

In the future, I will ask this kid for help.

In the No. 16 ring, a trace of complexity flashed in Xu Qian's eyes, but there was also a flash of essence.

.........

In the ring, Fan Chen was like a sword saint, invisible in the crowd, and his sword aura was full of swords.

10、11、12、15......

The number of people is constantly increasing, and the speed at which Fan Chen swings his sword is getting faster and faster, almost to the end, every time the sword is swung, one person will fall to the ground.

And those freshmen were already scared to death, hiding aside and not daring to move, just watching directly.

30、40、50、70、90......

Fanchen went crazy, constantly wandering in the besieging crowd.

The corners of his clothes were slashed a few times, but his body was never approached, thanks to the ethereal clouds.

There seems to be a layer of ethereal clouds under the feet of Fan Chen, like a fairy, the figure flickered, and then the steps under his feet moved slightly, just stepping on a step, but he felt that he had crossed a few feet away, unpredictable.

This also makes it difficult for someone to get into him.

However, just four minutes later, the mutation occurred.

The 19 old students formed a circle, and they all used their skills, gathering the terrifying spiritual power of the 19 old students and rushing towards the mortal dust together.

"This mortal is gone"

"He deserves it, whoever called him so arrogant should be suppressed like this"

"Such a terrifying spiritual power, mortals will die"

As soon as this situation appeared, it immediately caused other spiritual cultivators in the ring to complain.

On the VIP seat, several hall masters also watched this scene with great interest, all thinking about how mortal dust could escape.

And Qingmei in the audience looked at the unhurried figure on the stage with a worried face, and secretly prayed for him.

The one who is not most worried is Yuan Hong, who was watching this scene in the ring at this time, but did not make a move.

"Here's the Show"

Fan Chen, who was in a predicament, did not panic, but watched this round of attacks with unusually calmness.

I saw that Fanchen's eyes were quietly closed, like a dying man.

"Hahaha, I knew he couldn't"

"That's right, under such conditions, there can be no chance of flipping"

"Look at him, how ugly he is"

.........

As soon as this action came out, many people in the audience laughed at Fanchen's rampantness, and many people shook their heads and sighed, Fanchen was too proud after all.

Qingmei in the audience looked at Fan Chen with a pale face, and her fists couldn't help clenching fiercely.

However, the several hall masters in the VIP seat showed a hint of surprise, perhaps only they could see Fan Chen's next move.

When the attack was about to reach five meters of Fan Chen, Fan Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and with a wave of Ling Gang's sword, he shot out in an arc one by one.

"Fourth Sword Pose: The sword is like an autumn leaf falling barren !!"

As the arc shot out, thousands of cold rays rushed out, and these tens of millions of cold rays seemed to carry the oldest desolation in heaven and earth......

Then, a scene suddenly emerged.

Infinite mountains and rocks, the remnants of the sun in the sky are like blood, and the fluttering purple bamboos around are like the purple glow churning in the sky, rippling in the breeze wave by wave.

Immediately afterward, the sudden rush of light was like the rising tide of the sea, and the boundless killing machine burst out overwhelmingly, and between the swings of Ling Gang's sword, it seemed that a huge crown had appeared.

The glorious coercion, like the arrival of a king, can do whatever he wants, take and destroy, and cover the world!

As the sword light pointed out, all the attacks were actually annihilated by a single sword.

Not only that, after the sword light extinguished all the attacks, it actually dispersed towards the surroundings with undiminished momentum.

Dozens of masters around them, knowing that this sword is not trivial, all took out the ability to press the bottom of the box, trying their best to resist this attack, everyone's body shook, feeling the weapon in their hands, they were about to lose their grip.

However, just as the sword light was close to everyone's meter, it quietly disappeared.

This sword was so terrifying that even the hall masters in the VIP seats stood up abruptly and looked at the sword light in the ring with a serious face.