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Conscious that he had received a great insult, Hu Mu once again extended his hand and formed a palm print. Spirit light that was a foot thick turned into a few huge pillars and shot towards Chen Fan in batches.

With his level 8 Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, he was able to exert a force of several thousand jin with just a finger print. It was enough to show the might of the blow by crushing a large piece of space along the way.

The corner of Hu Mu's mouth raised into a cold smile. It was as if he saw Chen Fan kneeling at his feet, begging to be spared. But very quickly, he couldn't smile anymore.

His opponent had only flapped her wings a few times before an even larger number of Lingyu charged over and encircled those huge pillars of his. In less than two to three breaths' time, all of them had turned into their initial state of spirit energy.

In reality, this kind of simple Spiritual Energy training was like a gift package to Chen Fan. Relying on the Devouring Power of the Myriad Manifestation Art, it instantly destroyed the outer layer of defense and directly looted all the energy inside.

Under his precise probing of the Spiritual Consciousness, he avoided all the sharp auras, and by the time Hu Mu could react, the huge pillar of Spiritual Energy that he had been storing up for a long time had already turned cold.

This was impossible!

Facing Chen Fan's calm and collected demeanor, Hu Mu had the urge to kill him. However, he did not know that this was the case, which would increase the opponent's attack strength even more.

He waved his sleeves fiercely, releasing waves after waves of gales, transforming into a dozen or so little snakes in the air and surrounding Chen Fan crazily.

Sssii! *

It was completely black, and was extremely eye-catching under the bright and resplendent sunlight. Every single one of them was moving extremely quickly, attempting to form a large circle and seal Chen Fan in it.

The seemingly simple Spiritual Energy s caused the latter's head to feel a bit dizzy. He couldn't tell what was going on, but it seemed as if he had mysteriously been poisoned.

His close to ten thousand years of cultivation had told Chen Fan that just Hu Mu's methods alone were not enough to cause his body to be poisoned.

However, his brain became increasingly blurry. His consciousness was still very clear, yet he could not pinpoint where the source of the strange phenomenon was. In fact, even his dodging steps became a little heavy.

Heh heh, under the siege of my Eight-note Snake, I'd like to see how you run. Hu Mu once again revealed a smile, he did not know how long he could keep him here.

Damn, even if his cultivation was trash during this period of time, he still wouldn't fall for this kid's trap. Chen Fan really wanted to slap himself twice.

When he heard the word 'sound', he realized that it wasn't poison. It was the sound of a few snakes flicking their tongues. It was obvious that he was thinking too complicated.

This kind of attack method was quite unique. With the Eight-note Snake's swaying body as the trigger, it actually unwittingly invaded the Zifu Space, causing a huge impact to the Spiritual Consciousness s.

Hmph, you two bugs dare to show off in front of this sovereign, scram!

Chen Fan's response was simple, even if it was restricted by the sound wave, he could still shout back.

At this moment, he had displayed the domineering aura of a Supreme Wu Tian, and the winds and clouds of the entire continent were subject to his will, let alone such a small Eight-note Snake.

Under Hu Mu's control, the tongues spit out by those fellows could transform into strange sonic waves, but Chen Fan was like a raging ocean that was overturned, and basically did not have the strength to retaliate.

He watched helplessly as the octospider snakes were engulfed and disappeared in succession. However, there was nothing he could do about it, so Hu Mu was extremely angry.

He still did not realize the difference between him and Chen Fan, and only assumed that had cultivated a special sound technique by luck.

In the eyes of this Yuan Sect disciple, he was only a side character in the end, unable to show off.

The difference between the two was an entire realm, and in addition to Hu Mu's disdain, he never would have thought that there would be any possibility of failure.

Pow!

A clear and melodious sound came out from the Spiritual Peak, touching his own burning hot cheeks, it seemed to be a little hot, Hu Mu didn't even manage to react to what had happened.

This was the first time he had ever been slapped in the face by someone, and after staring blankly for a long while, his facial features suddenly distorted into something almost sinister.

If he could see the marks on his face, his lungs would probably explode.

You piece of trash actually dared to hit me? Hu Mu's entire body was trembling uncontrollably. For the past twenty odd years, he had been under the protection of a lot of elders.

There's no need to thank me. I'm just helping you grow, that's all. said blandly. The energy that he received from the Heavenly Heart Formula had almost reached the level of a low growl of an elder.

According to his standpoint, he did indeed have the thought of deliberately making Hu Mu suffer. It was better if a young person suffered a bit more, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to achieve great things.

It was a pity that this Yuan Sect disciple had already won at the starting line, and did not plan to listen to his words at all.

Ah!

Hu Mu roared, his face turning red, a ball of anger seemed to erupt from his chest, he turned his palm into a blade and used the crudest method to suppress Chen Fan.

Only by breaking every single bone on Hu Mu's body and completely tearing his mouth apart would he be able to calm his mind.

Wherever his hands passed by, strands of silvery-white Sword Intent were actually dispersing. This caused Chen Fan's heart to be slightly moved.

Ordinary Spiritual Energy clashed, and there were no collisions between divine weapons. How could there be a connection between them, and it couldn't help being a little strange.

At the same time, Chen Fan activated the Heavenly Feather Seven Transformations to its limits, and with the burst of the resplendent scarlet divine flower, he could instantly reverse it.

With his eyesight, he quickly understood the reason. Sword Intent was indeed real, but Hu Mu had not reached the level of being one with the sword yet, he had only hidden a flexible sword inside his sleeves.

Being able to be used as a sneak attack weapon at a critical moment could increase one's fighting strength. Chen Fan could not help but sigh to himself, he was really old, he never thought that the young people these days could play with.

He wasn't an opponent in a fair and open battle and immediately changed his method. Furthermore, he brought along such a destructive software. If he really got stabbed, even if he didn't die, he would at least get seriously injured.

Since you want to kill me, don't blame me for it. Chen Fan no longer held back. Both of his arms blocked and with an extremely tricky posture, he trapped Hu Mu's two blades in his palms.

This fellow was nothing more than a playboy. He wasn't anything special. Normally, he was used to being flattered. When he encountered a real life or death battle, he was immediately exposed.

Spirit light also came out from Chen Fan's sleeves, but this time, Chen Fan's side was supported by high temperatures, causing the surrounding space to become distorted, and even Hu Mu's flexible sword became completely red.