Chapter 845 Seeing an old friend again
"It's really dead!"
Chen Fan sneered and closed his sword, turned his head and walked away.
If you say that when you bought Cangshenghua before, Chen Fan was just a little upset about the sky-high asking price and the lion's big mouth in Xingluo Pavilion.
It's not like the name of Xingluo Pavilion will target the disciples in it.
Even if this person is willing to pay a certain price and persuade him with good words, it is not impossible for Chen Fan to let him go.
But if he dared to threaten him with this condition, he was really looking for death.
Chen Fan thinks he is a person who takes soft things but not tough ones.
Of course, the so-called not being tough, still requires the opponent not being tough enough...
If he is a master of Demon God King rank or Immortal rank, Chen Fan will not fight them to the death...
...
And at the same time.
The outside world, a certain venue for watching the battle.
Pavilion Master Xingluo looked at his own genius in astonishment, who was chopped into pieces by Chen Fan's sword, and his face suddenly turned pale:
"how so?"
Dao domain's triple strength, even expected to be in the top three ranks, but now, after being eliminated, he can enter the fifth rank at most. The gap between them is a world of difference!
"I told Xing'er about the Sky Splitting Sword Sect's intention to purchase the Cangsheng Flower..."
He originally thought that with the "Sacred Canghua", even if his own genius met Chen Fan, he should be able to find a way out, but the fact was beyond his expectation...
In this round of competition, the angle of view changes according to the seed players of each scene. You can only see the scene, but you cannot hear what is said in it.
Pavilion Master Xingluo only knew that his own genius died after saying something to Chen Fan, but he didn't know what the two said at all!
But what he knew, Chen Fan dared to attack his own genius, which showed that he didn't care about Xingluoge's Cangshenghua at all!
The corners of his mouth twitched, and a subtle flash of light flashed across his eyes:
"Is it because Chen Fan doesn't know about the deal between their head teacher and me, or...the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect really doesn't want the Cangsheng flower?"
...
In the illusion.
Among the unusually dense and tall weeds, Chen Fan paced forward, but turned around abruptly.
A person shot out quickly from the side, and chopped off Chen Fan's head with a long knife in his hand.
hum!
The knife in his hand suddenly froze in the air.
Without turning his head, Chen Fan fell to the ground with dull eyes, and then his body collapsed into aura and disappeared.
Chen Fan's Nightmare Prayer became more proficient, and the effect became stronger.
"If it weren't for these weeds that obscure the detection of the spiritual sense, it would be impossible for this person to approach me to such a place."
Chen Fan shook his head, raised his eyebrows and picked up the nameplate in his hand.
At this moment, in the scene he was in, there were 250 people, and now there were less than 150 people left, and from the beginning of the game to now, there was not even half an hour!
"As time passes, there will be more and more dangers, and the scenes will become smaller and smaller, so warriors will be more likely to encounter them."
He licked his lips.
But suddenly raised his head and turned to look at a position beside him.
A golden light rose from afar, and a respectful and grand aura spread from there.
"This breath..."
Chen Fan also frowned, his eyes flashed a faint light: "It's the spirit of the emperor!"
Although the Central Territory is very different from the Southeast Territory, there are also many large dynasties.
There are even larger ones than the three major dynasties in the Southeast Region!
For example, the Yuhua Dynasty in Yuhua Prefecture is not far from Longyuan Island.
"Hong Zhengchu of the Yuhua Dynasty was also among the top 20 in the last round. He and I are not in the same illusion. I don't know which dynasty's royal family it is?"
He licked his lips, but headed towards that direction extremely fast...
When they got to the place, they saw a young man in brocade clothes, holding a huge golden sword, fighting seven opponents alone!
One hit seven!
When Chen Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a subtle emotion flashed across his face.
Because he knew this young man in brocade clothes.
This person was the Seventh Prince of Dagan back then, who was also the crown prince's number one opponent and the master of Wu Tianjiao.
And Chen Fan knew that since he killed the emperor and the crown prince, Dagan had gone through a lot of interest entanglements and struggles, and he was the one who finally became the new emperor of Dagan.
Unexpectedly, the new emperor came to participate in the Meihui on his own initiative!
"That's right, although leaving the territory of my own dynasty, the emperor's spirit will be reduced a lot, but it is not disappearing after all. As the new emperor of Daqian, he is also the most powerful person under the age of 50..."
Chen Fan "tsk tsk" twice.
He didn't pay attention to who was sent by Dagan before.
And when the five thousand people gathered just now, before Chen Fan had time to find the fighters sent by Dagan, Bai Fengyu came to the scene and began to explain the rules. It was only then that he knew that Dagan had sent his own emperor...
The seventh prince's eyes were shining with golden light, and he waved the golden long sword forward in his hand, and said coldly:
"A group of young people, I will send you on your way!"
The golden long sword fell, and the dazzling golden light continued to surge around, swallowing seven people in the blink of an eye.
And at this moment, there was a crackling sound.
A stream of light flew towards him suddenly, and came in front of the Seventh Prince.
"It's been a few years since I haven't seen you, but the Seventh Prince's strength has developed to the point where he is now. It's amazing!"
Seeing the figure falling from the sky, the Seventh Prince also had a flash of surprise on his face, then narrowed his eyes slightly, with an extremely complicated expression:
"You, you... Chen Fan?"
Chen Fan's performance in the previous rounds was so good, he naturally knew it.
It's just that in this round of competition, 5,000 people are divided into 20 teams, the probability of encountering them is so low, and even being caught up by him, the Seventh Prince can only lament his bad luck!
The corner of his mouth twitched, the golden light in his hand condensed, and once again condensed into the appearance of the Son of Heaven Sword, he looked at Chen Fan warily.
Chen Fan smiled:
"The Seventh Prince should also know my results in the second round of the competition. You don't think... after you have done a great job, the emperor's aura in your body can increase you to the strength of longevity, right?"
"Speaking of which, you should thank me for being the Emperor of Dagan, right? Is this how you treat your benefactor?"
The Seventh Prince's mouth twitched when he heard the words, but he suddenly raised his sword forward.
boom!
When the golden light spread, the person suddenly jumped into the lush grass on the side.
Within the bushes, the detection of spiritual sense can be isolated, as long as you escape a little farther, there is still hope.
Chen Fan looked coldly at the spreading golden light and raised his sword, "Little fool, can you escape..."
With Lin Lei in his eyes, he suddenly swung his sword forward.
Wow!
A fire dragon suddenly spread out from the sword in his hand, smashing the golden sword of light into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Then the lingering flames struck in all directions.
The weeds within hundreds of feet were burned to ashes by the flames.
At the same time, a mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of the Seventh Prince who was desperately fleeing, and he was thrown heavily on the ground.
Even with the blessing of the Seventh Prince's Heavenly Qi, even if Chen Fan was only present as a clone, the strength of the two was still far behind.
At this time, Chen Fan has almost realized his own way of swordsmanship, but because he has not yet condensed the Dao Fruit, he cannot break through. His comprehension of the true realm is no less than that of Changsheng!
The Seventh Prince stood up in shock.
Chen Fan had already approached him, and the sword in his hand was pointed at him.
"Don't waste your time."
The Seventh Prince coughed heavily and sighed helplessly:
"How can you let me go?"
Facing an enemy like Chen Fan who killed his father and brother, the Seventh Prince actually didn't have much personal grudges.
He cares more about himself.
Chen Fan shook his head and said:
"You shouldn't ask me what I want, but... what can you give in order not to be eliminated by me?"