Chapter 811： Spiritual Silk Thread

In this way, the gambling agreement with Li Ruoyu was confirmed, Chen Fan took a deep breath and stretched out a palm, the spiritual power in the dantian moved extremely quickly, and the action was made immediately!

At this moment, the people in the audience looked very seriously, each with a sneer, just waiting for the moment when Chen Fan was embarrassed.

Chen Fan naturally knew what the others were thinking, and pressed his lips lightly, a silk thread slowly appeared in his palm, yes, it was silk thread!

The thread is so thin that you can't even see it if you don't look closely.

But the power contained therein is too strong.

To give a simple example, if Chen Fan is also the cultivation base of Wuhou Peak at this moment, he used spiritual power silk thread to oppose the spiritual power light beam displayed by Li Ruoyu.

When no one is guarded, Chen Fan must be fine, and Li Ruoyu...will definitely die!

This is the magical power of spiritual control.

In battle, who can resist the attack method that turns into silk thread?

Let's not talk about the power issue, the consumption of spiritual power alone is pitiful, and the combat battery life can reach an alarming and terrifying point!

Just after this spiritual power thread emerged, Li Ruoyu's whole figure was shocked, with endless amazement in his eyes, and he almost fell unsteadily.

His lips were trembling, and he didn't even know how to speak.

This kind of reaction fell into the eyes of the monks below, and it was automatically brought into Chen Fan's idea that Li Ruoyu had not successfully completed it at all, and Li Ruoyu was trembling with anger.

After all, they were too far apart, and Chen Fan's spiritual thread was too thin, so he didn't see the situation clearly.

Now it is only based on Li Ruoyu's reaction to make a judgment.

"Huh! How much do I really have, nothing, not even the psychic light ball appeared, should this be embarrassing?"

"Oh...When did my generation of monks come out of such a deceived generation, if I hadn't waited for my vision, I'm afraid this person would have been deceived!"

"Chen Fan, if you don't roll down yet, if I dig a hole and bury myself, there is no face to stay here!"

Unexplained ridiculous guidance came like a tide, but Chen Fan didn't care at all, and instead looked at Li Ruoyu aside with a smile.

I saw bitterness in the other person's eyes, and shouted at the monk below: "Shut up all!"

This remark immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Er wait and take a look, what is the thing in Chen Fan's hand!"

Along with Li Ruoyu's words, others dared not hold it up anymore, they turned their spiritual power into their eyes and looked at Chen Fan's palm.

"My God! What is that, it's spiritual thread, it's impossible!"

"Even Elder Li can only turn into a light beam of spiritual power. This Chen Fan can turn into a thread of spiritual power. Does this begin to compress spiritual power from the mother's womb?"

"No, even if he began to compress his spiritual power from his mother's womb, this is how old Chen Fan is, less than twenty years old! As Elder Li said before, he turned spiritual power into a beam of light, but it took...Five ten years?"

At this moment, everyone on the scene who had been madly mocking Chen Fan fell into unparalleled shock.

I'm afraid I can swallow an egg with my mouth open.

When Chen Fan was less than twenty years old, he was able to compress his spiritual power into silk threads. What does this show?

Looking at the universe, the peers are invincible, leapfrogging to kill, like digging into the bag!

At this moment, everyone believed it. Chen Fan killed Wuhou with the Seven Heavens of Martial Spirit. It was not a fluke or some evil practice.

That is his real strength!

In the face of such people, their crazy ridicule before now seems to be a shame!

After all, has anyone ever seen an ant mocking an elephant?