Chapter 820： Conceited

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Another breeze blew, and the 100-meter-high giant finally disappeared with the wind. At the last moment, Chen Fan used the magic spear to finally overcome the crisis.

But he knew that a more serious crisis had just begun.

First of all, all the generations of the blood refining sect gathered together, looking at Chen Fan, there seemed to be unkind, but there was also uncontrollable greed!

That is the greed for the magic spear!

On the other side, Liu Xiaoxiao and Shentu stood beside Bai Qinghan. As for Su Buyan, who was nearly killed by Liu Xiaoxiao's pit, he stood on Chen Fan's side with Hou Zhen after pondering for a moment.

At this moment, although Chen Fan resolved the crisis with a single shot, he also forced the two camps and twelve monks present to completely split into three camps.

And in Bai Qinghan's eyes, Chen Fan also saw greed, dignity, and murderous intent!

With the previous shot, Chen Fan's strength, conservatively speaking, could kill anyone present in an instant, and having such a person present is a bad thing for anyone.

After all, the monks only saw it in order to compete for benefits, but they could do anything.

"Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Chen, you have such a method. It seems that the ancient elder who killed the outer door that day is your true strength?"

Bai Qinghan spoke in a deep voice, staring at Chen Fan with a pair of eyes, as if to find some information on his face.

In response to such situations, Chen Fan has encountered too many, and he snorted without hesitation: "Chen has more methods, but Brother Bai wants to learn?"

"Oh, isn't it?" As soon as Chen Fan's voice fell, Ye Yao also opened his mouth: "Then Brother Chen, can Yemou also learn it?"

Having said that, we should also take a step forward. Actually, he was oppressing Chen Fan, looking at the magic spear in his hand, with undisguised greed.

On the other side, Bai Qinghan did the same, faintly blocking Chen Fan's retreat and trapping him here.

Everything was exactly as Chen Fan had expected, a crisis of trust finally broke out.

I saw everyone moving slowly toward him again, and the endless aura was oppressive, making people breathless.

Hou Zhen solemnly followed Chen Fan. Although he was injured, he still had the power to fight.

As for Su Buyan, seeing this situation, he chose to be neutral, and he stepped aside and didn't plan to help.

Before stepping into the Temple of Heaven, the swords were drawn and the atmosphere became more and more depressing, as if the next moment, the fight would begin.

Chen Fan did not change the slightest change on this face, even showing a touch of disdain.

The magic spear in his hand was tightly held, and the magic flames flowed as before.

To be honest, even without the magic spear, Chen Fan didn't need much effort to kill anyone present, but he couldn't work together.

Even for him, there is only one ending to fall.

But Chen Fan knew that he had no fear. Bai Qinghan and Ye Yao were afraid of the magic spear, and would never know that the magic spear could only be used once in a day.

With this information gap, Chen Fan can at least guarantee that he is temporarily safe.

As for the magic flames lingering on the magic spear at this moment, it was only simulated by him using his spiritual power.

It is foreseeable that this will be a heart-breaking battle. Everyone is more determined and who can win the final victory!

Undoubtedly, Chen Fan's calmness and unrelenting momentum made Bai Qinghan and Ye Yao full of suspicion.

So for the time being, I really didn't dare to act rashly, so I just stood in place and stopped moving forward.

Seeing this situation, Chen Fan sighed secretly, he knew that the crisis was temporarily suppressed.