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Chu Fan returned to Wendao Peak, and was not as happy as he imagined.

He had already expected that he would have cut Bai Xuan with one sword. As he advanced to the Xuan Dan Realm, Chu Fan felt the extraordinaryness of the innate Taoist Art. Not to mention Bai Xuan, a mid-stage Xuan Dan cultivator, he would probably have the power to fight against the mid-stage Star Sea.

The starry light has once again spread throughout the sky, and the aura of the Thousand Peaks of the Immortal Pavilion is even more majestic. Under the green pines and cypresses, there is a slight flow of fairy spirit energy, which is also more intense.

As Bai Xuan was slashed with a sword on the duel stage, the tension in the sect suddenly contracted like a deflated balloon. In just a midnight light, the tense that made people unable to lift their breath disappeared with the mountain wind.

Chu Fan slept particularly fragrant that night. Since he came out of the village, he had never felt that smelled like this.

It was not until the next day when the sun shone into the windowsill that Chu Fan slowly woke up from his sleepy eyes.

The sun is particularly bright and it is a good weather.

A method of removing dust, changed into a light blue long gown, and jumped onto a huge rock in the middle of the cold pond in the back mountain.

The Thousand-Foot Waterfall is like a Milky Way falling, making a thunderous sound, with a huge and deafening sound.

Several feet of water splashed in the cold pond, like crystal water curtains, reflecting rainbows under the sunlight, making the entire mountain stream in the back mountain shine brightly and shine.

Slashing thunder with one sword...

Sky...

Chu Fan watched the Nine Heavens Milky Way fall into the Cold Pond, and his eyes were filled with splendor.

Although the tension in the sect had dissipated a lot, Chu Fan knew that this calmness was just the silence on the eve of the heavy rain. Once it came, it would be countless times more intense than before. When he used these two swords, he was probably far from seeing the Star Sea Elders.

"You still have to understand the sword?"

At some point, a figure floated behind Chu Fan and said with a smile.

Chu Fan turned around and looked at the person coming, and snorted softly, "Old man Beichen pulled me into such a bottomless cold pool, but he slapped his butt and ran away without a trace. Now dozens of old people in the Star Sea Realm behind him stared at me. Could it be that I would laugh to the end with that sword?"

Qinglan was wearing a long robe and dancing in the wind, her eyebrows were extremely handsome, and she had a bit of extraordinary charm of dust. She shook her head and smiled, "You are the only one in the entire sect who ridiculed me so much in front of me."

Chu Fan curled his lips: "You have something to do?"

Qinglan glanced at Chu Fan, smiled undeniably, shook his right lightly, and then a red long sword appeared in the middle.

Chu Fan's eyes suddenly shrank, and the red sword was just calmly held in Qinglan's heart, and there was a strong domineering force that burned the sky.

Before Chu Fan could speak, Qinglan grinned and flicked his finger. The red sword swept away from the sky. "This sword is called Duankong. With a sword, the sun sets, and all worlds are burned!"

I saw a red sword rainbow of more than ten feet across the sky, just like the setting sun, and a dazzling fire light shot out, shining brightly, with a violent aura that destroys everything.

The temperature of the entire mountain stream suddenly increased by more than ten times.

In an instant, endless white mist and water vapor suddenly rose in the Baizhang Cold Pond, and the sound of the sound shook the sky.

The terrifying water mist splashed to a hundred feet, and the cold pond was like a dragon driving straight into it, starting to sink from the middle, forming a hole of more than ten feet.

Wow...

Endless mist condensed in the air, and blasted with the Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Fone Waterfall, and fell down again, as if it were like the Milky Way was rolled back.

In just an instant, the water level of the entire cold pond dropped by more than ten feet.

Looking at the dissipated red sword rainbow, Chu Fan's heart was shocked, so strong!

Although the other party has a certain advantage in cultivation, he clearly felt that the immortal energy used by Qinglan's sword would definitely not exceed the Xuandan realm.

And this sword alone is countless times more domineering and terrifying than his own sword to thunder.

"The great way of heaven and earth is three thousand, and the magical powers are billions. But only by following one's own will it be the strongest. How much one can understand it depends on your own."

Qinglan smiled and said to Chu Fan, then put the Chuankong away and left in the air.

Chu Fan looked blankly at the departed back, and after a long time, he cursed inwardly: "Old thing, the traitor's cunning."

Just with just one sword, Chu Fan knew that Qinglan's strength was definitely countless times more terrifying than he thought. Not to mention the top three in the sect, it is no exaggeration to be the first. No wonder this guy didn't have any worries from beginning to end. Even if the Immortal Dao Pavilion was overturned, he might be able to retreat easily with Qinglan's strength.

...

For three consecutive days, Chu Fan had not taken a step out of the cold pond, but had always sat quietly on the huge rock, feeling Qinglan's sword and sunset.

It was not until the fourth day that a slight light lit up in his eyes. The broken sword crossed in front of him, and one sword and one sword slashed towards the Hantan.

A sword was filled with cold light, and it was not flowing into the stream...

The two swords are like dragons, and they gather and disperse...

The three swords entered the cold pond, and the mud sank into the sea...

After sunrise, the sun is scorching in the sky.

The scorching sun is setting in the west and the twilight is getting darker.

Chu Fan slashed away with one sword, and the water splashes changed from small to large.

Sunrise and sunset, nearly ten days passed in a row.

But this sword has never been able to get the essence.

...

Tianxing Peak, the main hall.

Yuwen Nantian's face was a little gloomy.

"Grandpa, that guy Chu Fan is really a little bit old. Do we want it..."

Yuwen Feng stood beside Yuwen Nantian and said respectfully. The barrier of the sect’s star sea was broken. He has also rushed to the late stage of Xuandan these days. But the first thing he did after leaving the seclusion was that Chu Fan killed Bai Xuan with a sword.

Although he was arrogant and was the first person in the law enforcement hall for a thousand years, he knew that Bai Xuan was not much worse than himself.

In the middle stage of Xuan Dan, Chu Fan lost one move and was even more cut off. If he could have blocked it, he did not expect that the ban for ten thousand years, and now someone moved into Wendao Peak, was so strong that he was so strong. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he knew that the legend of the sect was indeed true.

Yuwen Nantian held his right hand tightly, and the white fingers on his thumb squeaked, as if they were about to break open in the next moment.

After a long time, he snorted lightly and said in a deep voice: "Half a month later, the sect inner sect competition will be held, and I hope it will be held..."

...

On the eleventh day, the sun had just risen, and was silent for a night, like a long awakened dragon, and the light in Chu Fan's eyes finally rose again.

A feeling that is always around the heart but cannot be grasped gradually becomes clear.

"The sword is like the scorching sun in the sky, and it opens and closes, and it should be like thousands of troops, even when it is in a desperate situation, it is unmoved..."

The immortal essence is surging, the sword force is like a dragon soaring into the sky, and the sword intent is like a roar of thunder.

A dazzling sword arc condensed in the void, pale and dazzling. The water mist rose above the cold pond, as if it was about to evaporate. The waterfall came down from the sky and roared.

"The sunset in the long river!"

Finally, the sword that had accumulated momentum for more than ten days suddenly exploded. The sword curtain was like a long river, covering the void within a radius of dozens of feet, and the light was like the scorching sun in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

The already bright sky is even more dazzling.

The waterfall that was thundering seemed to be cut off in half.

boom……

The long sword entered the pool, the dragon was like a sea, and it exploded with a hundred feet of water. The waterfall of a thousand feet of water flowed backwards in an instant.

Wow...

After a few breaths, the sky above the mountain stream was like heavy rain and fell with a bang.

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ps: First update! Oh, thank you for asking me to give me the rewards from my brothers ys. The weather is very hot and my heart is very sweet. I went to write silently...
Chapter completed!