Chapter 1917 Ancient Evil Technique

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Hearing Ajun's orders, the ordinary man and his companions frowned.

This young sword master is extremely powerful. Is it really good to offend him rashly?

Once they cannot be killed, letting them escape is definitely a big concern for them!

If they are targeted by a sword master, they will definitely not sleep at night!

However... everyone looked at each other and could only nod.

Ajun's status is not low, and his strength is stronger than them. Everyone has to listen to his orders!

The ordinary man said, "Don't worry, Ajun, Zhang Xiaotong is a combat madman, with a strong willpower and fearless sword intent. His body refining skills are superb. He often kills enemies above the level, and now he has broken through... No one can defeat him in the third-grade Heavenly Venerable realm!"

"Although this sword master is also very terrifying in combat, the sword in his hand is too bad! Even Zhang Xiaotong's body cannot be broken, so how can he beat Zhang Xiaotong?"

"So, we don't need to take action."

Hearing this, everyone nodded and looked at the battlefield.

"Table!"

"Table!"

...

The battle on the battlefield was indeed as expected by an ordinary man.

Countless sword flowers fell towards Zhang Xiaotong, but they could not hurt him at all!

Chen Fan and Zhang Xiaotong were evenly matched, and no one could do anything to each other.

Zhang Xiaotong has invincible defense and strong will, and is not affected by the sword intent at all!

Chen Fan's martial arts, sword skills, body skills, etc. all of his methods have reached the level of the pseudo-immortal level, and Zhang Xiaotong cannot hurt him at all!

"Owner!"

"This guy is in such a tough body!"

"I can't seem to cut it!"

Xiaoqing's voice sounded.

It can be heard that it was very frustrating!

From its birth to now, it has always been killing the enemy with a sweeping posture!

When will it not be touched?

"Then I'll help you improve your level."

Chen Fan didn't expect that the other party's flesh was so hard. He held Xiaoqing in his hand and activated his sword skills to kill some fourth-grade Tianzun, but he could not break Zhang Xiaotong's defense!

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, he disappeared.

"Buzz!"

After Chen Fan entered the Wanjie Money Bank system, he directly used the time in the [Special Props] and [Time Card]. In a flash, Xiaoqing's level was improved.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

...

Twenty-three immortal patterns appear and loom on the sword body!

"Master! Go! Kill the enemy!"

"This time I want to see if that hard knot can withstand my sword!"

Xiaoqing has a strong fighting spirit.

"Swoosh!"

Chen Fan smiled faintly, holding Xiaoqing in his hand, and disappeared in an instant.

The power of a pseudo-immortal weapon will surge a lot with each additional immortal pattern!

What is the concept of a pseudo-immortal weapon with the twenty-three immortal patterns?

Without Chen Fan taking action, Xiaoqing can kill the fifth-grade Heavenly Lord himself!

If Chen Fan takes over Xiaoqing, the power of each sword will be further increased!

"Um?"

"Where are people?"

At the same time, Zhang Xiaotong roared angrily and punched his chest with both fists: "Come out! Come out!"

"Disappeared again?"

"Vanished out of thin air?

!What is this method?”

Ajun and others who were watching the battle suddenly frowned.

Before, when they were following Chen Fan, Chen Fan disappeared. They searched for several days without any clues. They were always very surprised. When they saw this scene with their own eyes, they were only shocked!

They did not use their means to find Chen Fan because they knew...

Not found!

I can only wait for Chen Fan to appear!

The ordinary man frowned. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard of such a method, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

...

At this moment, Chen Fan appeared again.

"Um?

!”

"It's out!"

The next moment, Ajun and others raised their eyebrows.

This time I didn’t expect the other party to appear so quickly!

The ordinary man's brows frowned even tighter, and he vaguely had an ominous premonition.

"Fight again!"

Zhang Xiaotong rushed up without saying a word.

"Fight again!"

Xiaoqing buzzed, and the sword intent soared into the sky!

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

...

Chen Fan waved his hand and asked Xiaoqing to fight by himself.

He was too lazy to intervene.

Xiaoqing's level has been improved so much. If even a third-grade Heavenly Venerable cannot be killed, then... it would be too useless!

You know, Chen Fan has raised Xiaoqing for a long time!

"Table!"

The next moment, one punch and one sword collided violently.

"puff!"

Then, Xiaoqing's sword blade sank directly into Zhang Xiaotong's fist.

Almost cut off the fist bone!

"you……"

"snort!"
To be continued...