Chapter 493 Kunpeng Attack

   "Not good!" Feeling the murderous intent, the face of the leader of the Jinpeng clan changed drastically, and his figure instantly swayed from the original place and swept forward. However, it was still too late, Chen Fan's sharp sword had already arrived, and he was not given this chance at all.

  Chick!

  The blade directly pierced through the golden wings of the leader of the Jinpeng tribe, and several blood sprayed out. And this is just the beginning.

  The sharp sword in Chen Fan's hand turned into a group of purple-gold sword flowers, and countless sword shadows seemed real and illusion, and suddenly surrounded the leader of the Jinpeng clan.

   "This is... afterimage!" On the ground, all the onlookers exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.

   It turned out that Chen Fan was not inactive, but that his speed was too fast, so fast that even the strong man in the late stage of refining gods couldn't see clearly in a trance.

   Hum!

The ear-piercing sound of swords blared from the ancient battlefield in mid-air, and the sound spread throughout the entire area. Chen Fan's figure turned into a ghost, faded from the original place, and appeared in front of the leader of the Jinpeng clan, pointing at him with a sharp sword throat.

   "Damn it!" The leader of the Jinpeng clan was caught off guard, and he hurriedly retreated behind him.

  But at this moment, a shocking scene happened again.

  Behind the leader of the Jinpeng tribe, Chen Fan suddenly appeared again, and immediately there were several sounds of breaking through the air, and four figures appeared out of nowhere behind him, all of them were afterimages of Chen Fan.

  A gossip sword formation appeared under the leader of the Jinpeng clan, with bright white lights and wisps of white glow.

  Each hexagram on the eight trigrams sword array manifests a figure, and the nine figures gather together, which is the strongest sword style in the Jiugong Sword Art, restored ninety-nine!

Chen Fan's figure circled the leader of the Jinpeng clan, shuttling back and forth among the nine figures, the purple-gold true essence on the sharp sword almost turned into a shooting star, constantly shuttling and weaving in mid-air, the speed made everyone feel ashamed His chest was dumbfounded.

   "The realm of the profound meaning of the Nine Palaces Sword Art!" An old man in Shushan changed his face and stood up suddenly.

   "This person... is really the direct disciple of Old Man Jiugong?" The expressions of the other strong men also changed, with shock on their faces.

However, no one noticed that with the shuttle of Chen Fan's sharp sword, dots of icy white snowflakes were falling from the void. Each snowflake was like a bright spar, and when it fell on the leader of the Jinpeng clan, it melted instantly. Disappeared without a trace.

  Chen Fan combined the Xuezhai Sword Art's Jingxuewuchang into Jiujiu Restoration, and each of his swords was displaying Jingxuewuchang's sword energy.

   After a while, everyone also noticed that there seemed to be snow falling in Chen Fan's arena, and the whole arena was turning into ice and snow!

  The leader of the Jinpeng clan frowned, he could feel that every attack of Chen Fan's sword was very weak, but the snow falling all around gave him an ominous premonition.

   "Nine Palaces Sword Art, how could it be related to Bai Xue?" He was puzzled in his heart, and at the same time, he was lucky to block Chen Fan's sword attack.

  On the ground, the late-stage masters of several major forces frowned and looked at each other. One of the old men from Shushan said, "Everyone, do you still remember that there is a set of lost sword formulas related to Baixue."

   "Xue Zhai swordsmanship?" The others reacted after hearing the words, their faces were full of surprise.

   "How is it possible? This set of sword formulas has almost disappeared for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. How could it still exist." An old woman in the late stage of **** refining finally couldn't sit still, and said in a surprised voice.

You must know that the status of Xuezhai Sword Jue in Daxiu Immortal Realm is definitely not low, it is comparable to Jiugong Sword Jue, but a set of Jiugong Sword Jue is enough to make the old man Jiugong so powerful, not to mention Xuezhai Sword Jue, which will definitely make many The strong are tempted.

   "What is the background of this son?" Many people raised their heads and stared at Chen Fan.

And more powerhouses all had a hint of greed in their eyes. They were really tempted. They knew very well the power of the Xuezhai Sword Art. Become the best in the class.

"Enough!" At this time, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe in the ancient battlefield suddenly let out a roar, and it finally couldn't help it. The wings behind it suddenly spread, and a huge storm was rolled up. The turbulent air flow affected Chen Fan's steps. , the blade trembled slightly.

  However, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe took advantage of this time, and his body suddenly swayed, escaped from Chen Fan's gossip sword array, and avoided several swords.

  The golden wings behind it are also fully spread out, each feather is very bright, and the golden light lingers on it, exuding a trace of Dao Yun.

   "It's time for the farce to end, your attack is too weak, like scratching an itch!" The leader of the Jinpeng tribe had a cold expression, and he slapped his sharp claws into the void, causing golden ripples to erupt from his whole body.

  An illusory ancient fierce bird instantly appeared behind it, its huge cold eyes fixed on Chen Fan, and a coercive aura that seemed to come from the ancient times suddenly fell.

   "Kunpeng?" Chen Fan's heart shuddered, he never thought that this descendant of the Jinpeng clan could use the incomplete Kunpeng treasure technique to such an extent.

"Even if it's an incomplete method, it's more than enough to kill you!" The leader of the Jinpeng clan scolded coldly, his figure swept away, and the phantom of the Kunpeng behind him also changed, and the powerful attacking force was like a deep sea, directly blasting at Chen Where.

  Without hesitation, Chen Fan stepped forward with Jiugong steps, causing waves of ripples in the void, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

   "Don't run away, you can't escape this ring!" The leader of the Jinpeng clan chased after him, his speed increased several times, which was very terrifying.

However, Chen Fan's figure suddenly appeared behind him, with an extremely calm expression. Holding a sharp sword in his hand, he jumped high, the blade was invisible, but with countless strands of air, he slashed in the direction of the leader of the Jinpeng clan. Next, this is an indiscriminate blow.

   "Hate the snow! Broken!"

Following Chen Fan's broken words, the figure of the leader of the Jinpeng clan flying in mid-air suddenly froze, and immediately there was a muffled "bang" from the position of the heart and dantian, and a series of blood flowers burst out directly .

"No!" The leader of the Jinpeng tribe roared unwillingly. The phantom of the Kunpeng behind him finally faded, and then disappeared completely. It didn't have enough real energy to support it, and the golden wings gradually faded. His figure was flying in mid-air, while Drip blood on the ring.

"Bastard!" It roared in a deep voice, turned the storage ring, directly took out a handful of pills and threw it into the mouth, trying to recover from the injuries on its body, and at the same time, its body turned into a streamer, and swept towards the corner of the ring, not fleeing, Instead, it is accelerating, as if it is about to display a powerful supernatural power.

"Kunpeng came to the world!" Sure enough, in just a moment, it shouted in a deep voice, and its figure continued to fly in the void. The powerful true essence was condensed between the sharp claws of its hands, and it seemed to be outlining something in the void, as if it was depicting a rune. , and seemed to be paying homage to something, and vaguely really wanted to call out the real Kunpeng.

  Chen Fan's expression froze, and his figure was still following closely behind, pursuing with his sword. He tried to find the trace left by the leader in the air, but found nothing.

   "Could it be that we can only use that one move?" Chen Fan was a little hesitant, because the treasure technique being performed by the leader of the Jinpeng clan made him feel a little awe-inspiring, and he was therefore hesitating whether to use his supernatural powers to break it...

  (end of this chapter)