Chapter 2814

Xu Chunqiu slowly opened his oil paper umbrella.

Bursts of pink miasma, instantly shrouded him, and even reached the point where he could not see his figure clearly.

Chen fan has also tried, this pink miasma, even his own divine sense can not penetrate.

That is to say, in the eyes of Chen fan, he has completely lost the lock on Xu Chunqiu's figure.

All he could see and observe was a pink miasma!

The light in his eyes twinkled, and Chen Fan felt a touch of unusual. Finally, he took out the frost sword from his storage bag. His eyes narrowed and he always paid attention to the situation around him!

Now, it was as if he had been blinded, blinded and deprived of his sharpest senses.

We can only rely on combat experience to deal with everything.

It's just that Chen fan doesn't understand.

What's the origin of the umbrella in Xu Chunqiu's hand? Why is it so strange? What's the effect of it?

Among the people watching the war, it was obvious that some of them knew about it, and they also heard people around them.

In order not to disturb the fighting in the arena, the man explained in a low voice: "this is the magic weapon of Xu Chunqiu's real name, Yanluo barrier eye umbrella!"

"It's said that this umbrella emits smoke from the forehead, which can blind people and even make people hallucinate. Once they are controlled by the umbrella, ordinary people are absolutely unable to extricate themselves."

"It may even be controlled by him all his life and become a walking corpse and let him be sent!"

As soon as this was said, everyone took a breath.

When I looked at the umbrella, I saw a color of fear in my eyes.

Perhaps death, for many monks, is not terrible, they have lived a long time, if judged by the life span of ordinary people, it is enough.

But even death can't die. From then on, it becomes a walking corpse. Being manipulated by others is far more terrible than death.

This may represent the life you serve, not even a dog.

Who can accept such a blow?

At this moment, to see that Xu Chunqiu even used such a sinister means, everyone can't help but ask questions in their hearts.

Chen fan, can he resist the umbrella?

Perhaps, the answer is already in everyone's mind.

They don't think that an unknown chen fan can surpass Xu Chunqiu's magic weapon which has been famous for a long time.

In other words, the end of the war seems to have been doomed.

In the peripheral gambling houses, the odds have changed dramatically.

Everyone followed suit and chose to bet on Xu Chunqiu, believing that this time he would win.

And Chen Fan's ratio has reached 10 to 1.

But still very few people put the treasure on Chen Fan's body. It's said that one lost ten, even if it's one hundred.

Chen fan is going to lose. What's the point?

Chen fan doesn't know what happened off the field. In fact, even if he knows it, he won't care about it.

In the face of Xu Chunqiu, who covered himself with pink miasma, a sword flower appeared in the air of the frost sword, and the cold light flashed in an instant.

Chen Fan immediately welcomed him.

Rather than passively accept all this, it is better to take the initiative to attack.

This is Chen Fan's choice!

However, he did not know that this time, it can be said that Xu Chunqiu was in the right place!

Just listen to him a laugh, open mouth way: "come good, I wait for you for a long time!"

Then, the pink miasma in the sky enveloped chen fan, and Xu Chunqiu's figure finally appeared in Chen Fan's eyes.

Originally, this is the best attack opportunity. As long as Chen Fan stabs with a sword, Xu Chunqiu will surely pay the price!

But the frost sword has been mentioned. Chen fan can't pierce this sword any more!

He felt as if he were in a ball of cotton.

I don't have any strength. It's soft.

The frost sword in my hand was almost out of my hand. I felt as if I couldn't hold it.

And the pink miasma in front of him gradually turned into a half dressed, picturesque and graceful fairies.

Or playing pipa, or humming some unknown ballad, constantly waving to Chen fan.

It seems to attract him to the past and play together.