"What's the noise?"
Someone suddenly said on the streets of Jinling City.
"What do you seem to be talking about about ants and immortal sects?" someone replied.
"Has an immortal from the upper realm of the spiritual source come to my Da Wu? It seems that there is a conflict with the king?" Someone was confused.
"My dear mother, is your Majesty going to fight an immortal?" someone sighed.
"What a grand scene that's rare to see in a million years!" someone said excitedly.
“....”
Just when Xiao, Ning and other monks were angry at Chen Fan for consolidating the void and humiliating them, the people in Jinling City who heard their voices started talking about it.
Following closely behind was Xi Chu, who was looking for the source of the sound. They were curious about what this immortal from the upper realm of the spiritual source looked like, and whether he had the same fluttering clothes and fairy-like aura as the original portrait on the curtain.
But there were also many people who felt nervous and ran out of the city.
They had heard that their king fought two battles in Yangzhou City, which were left in ruins and in disarray, causing nearly half of the city's innocent people to suffer.
They don't want to be in trouble.
After all, this king is inhumane and will not care about the life or death of his people during the war.
....
"Immortal Sect? Hey, are you so ignorant of etiquette when you come to the palace city?"
Just when the people in the city were in various moods, a cold and sarcastic voice sounded over the Forbidden City.
At the same time, Chen Fan's figure disappeared instantly on the dragon chair and appeared in the sky above the Forbidden City, looking down at the Westerners of the Upper Realm of Lingyuan.
How can you still have the nerve to call yourself rude when a nasty guest comes to your door?
"Chen Fan, Lord of Wu Kingdom?"
Outside the Forbidden City, the Westerners who were shouting on the ground saw Chen Fan appearing in the void and raised their heads and asked coldly.
"It's just the widow. Who are you?"
Chen Fan looked at the Westerners on the ground indifferently. He nodded slightly and then looked down and asked.
"Liuguang Sword Sect, Xiao Xuan.
Hongfeng Mountain, Li Yanran.
Houtu Zong, Gaoyue.
Yaowang Valley, Ning Zhongchen. "
Xiao Xuan, Li Yanran and other Westerners from the upper realm of Lingyuan first reported their names, and then the leader Xiao Xuan looked at Chen Fan who was looking down at them in the air, shook his head slightly and said coldly;
"I really didn't expect that you, a person from the lower world, would reach the realm of martial arts golden elixir in just over a month after coming to the upper world of Lingyuan. It's really surprising.
However, it doesn't matter if you are a golden elixir of martial arts. If you don't follow the great road, if there is no door to hell, you will rush into it. If you dare to insult us and other immortal sects, you will die! "
They were originally sect elders from the southeastern region of Lingyuan Upper Realm, and there was a Nascent Soul-level True Lord in charge of their sect. When had they ever suffered such a disadvantage since they became True Lord Jindan?
The most important thing is that the person who embarrasses himself and others is a mere person from the lower realm, which is simply a shame.
After saying that, the Westerners made seals with their hands and summoned their own magic weapons: a sword, a cauldron, a hammer, and a flag.
That is their natural magic weapon, and it is also the only magic weapon in their hands.
As for magic weapons, spiritual weapons, etc., they were not brought out to cause embarrassment.
After all, what they are facing now is a martial arts golden elixir, an existence on the same level as them.
Two different magic weapons exuded terrifying coercion, and under the control of their respective masters, streaks of light streaked towards Chen Fan to kill him at extremely fast speeds.
In fact, they originally came to conquer the Wu Kingdom and open up territory for the development of their own sect, but they did not expect that before they could use their power, they and others were humiliated first.
Now let alone treating people, beheading them, and treating them like dogs, if they don't give Chen Fan some color, they will become dogs themselves.
"Death? Just a few of you? I'm afraid you're not qualified!"
Chen Fan stood in the void, looking at the magic weapon that was coming towards him at a very fast speed with a cold expression on his face, showing no fear at all.
He is even more disdainful of the threat from Westerners.
I've even killed a Nascent Soul-level ghost cultivator and I'm still afraid of you?
Since entering the realm of martial arts golden elixir, I have never had a truly enjoyable battle.
Came just in time!
"Zheng!"
A sound of gold and iron was heard, and the Tang sword Gu Han was unsheathed. Chen Fan swung the sword into the air, and nearly a hundred feet of sword light flew out from it, like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens.
The situation suddenly changed, and the sky and the earth became dark.
At the same time, the temperature of the entire world dropped suddenly.
An unparalleled coldness resonated with heaven and earth.
This is the sixth move among the Seven Aohan Techniques, Cold Blade Bingxin.
It is the product of Chen Fan's fusion of the Seven Art of Aohan and the sword skills collected after the founding of the People's Republic of China in the days after the golden elixir of martial arts.
The Seven Aohan Techniques are still the same seven moves, but the power is not the same. Before the Western magic weapon could get close to Chen Fan, it was driven back by the sword light that looked like a galactic sword.
At the same time, the cold mood touched the hearts of Xiao Xuan and the others for the first time.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and still understand the existence of the extremely cold mood.
But we are in the golden elixir realm of cultivating immortals in the west. "
Xiao Xuan first used a purifying spell on himself to get rid of the chill that had just risen in his body. Then his eyes showed a caution that was different from his words. He made seals with his hands and spoke to his own magic weapon, the Flowing Light Flying Sword;
"Qiankun borrows the law to chase the moon, Ji!"
Suddenly the flying sword's light was so powerful that it emitted a monstrous edge and shot towards Chen Fan.
The other people were not idle either. Li Yanran from Hongfeng Mountain was the first to release the main soul and evil ghost in his natal magic weapon, the Soul Capturing Banner.
The overwhelming Yin Qi looked more like a ghost cultivator than the Li Yanluo Chen Fan saw in the past.
Medicine King Gu Ning Zhongchen, like Xiao Xuan, suppressed the faint chill deep in his heart and then held Yin Yu with both hands and blasted his simple and heavy tripod towards Chen Fan.
Only Houtu Sect Gao Yue's sledgehammer was not sacrificed after it returned. Instead, Gao Yue held it in his hand and jumped up into the air to kill Chen Fan at close range.
He is the only physical practitioner among the Westerners, and using magic weapons from a distance is far inferior to fighting at close range.
Seeing the attack that was far more powerful than before, Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he held the Tang Dao tightly in his right hand. The martial arts golden elixir in Gu Han's body was flowing rapidly, and his anger left his dantian. He followed his heart and waved his big hand towards the three attacks. Magic weapon slashed with his sword.
The sharp and domineering sword light was like an arc-shaped crescent moon. It blocked the attacking magic weapon and at the same time fired out endless sword energy. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and after being intercepted by several magic weapons, it slashed towards Xiao Xuan and the others.
"Aura Shield!"
Facing Chen Fan's sword energy, Xiao Xuan and the others did not dare to be careless. While manipulating the magic weapon, they quickly put up magic protection in front of themselves.
"interesting!"
Chen Fan looked at the dazzling white light that suddenly lit up in front of Xiao Xuan and the others with great interest. He felt that the protection was very similar to their martial arts innate energy.
"clang!"
The sound of swords and hammers clashing sounded in the air.
It was caused by the collision between Chen Fan's Tang Dao and Gao Yue's sledgehammer.
While Chen Fan was repelling Xiao Xuan and their magic weapons, Gao Yue found an opportunity to hammer at Chen Fan, but his attack that relied on the power in his body was useless against Chen Fan.
In terms of physical strength, Chen Fan, who had taken three dragon essences, was much stronger than Gao Yue in terms of physical training.
You must know that the dragon species is an extremely powerful existence even in the upper spiritual world.
The only ones that can be seen frequently are in the endless deep sea and the Demon Emperor's Palace.
In terms of physical cultivation, Chen Fan admitted that he had a certain degree of close combat ability, but as a major branch of immortal cultivation, it was still far from the martial arts that started with real close combat.
Rampage and head-on collision are not as good as systematic martial arts tactics.
The artistic conception column alone cannot be compared with a physical training that only trains physical strength.
Chen Fan's sharp sword skills and icy mood made it difficult for Gao Yue to resist in just a dozen moves, leaving several scars on his body.
But this Gao Yue is not stupid. After all, he is an immortal cultivator. When he found that he couldn't beat him in close combat, he got close to him and used his native spells.
From time to time, an earth wall or a rocky mountain suddenly appeared between the two of them.
