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Xia Yan coldly shouted as he was the first to stand out.

I need to correct myself. I am the Guardian Elder from the Qing Xuan Sect, the one from above just called out personally. Chen Fan extended his finger out, and pointed towards the Great Clan Elder's direction.

You might be able to interpret that as disrespect for him.

The Great Clan Elder was extremely respected in the Hua Ding Sect, even the Sect Leader had some respect for him. Who would dare be rash in front of him, let alone have anything to do with such a fatal word like respect?

Come on, let's wait for you to fight. Xia Yan immediately took on a stance, sitting cross-legged on the ground. He spread out his hands, and each of them emitted a mysterious fluctuation.

The space in front of him started to reveal a milky white light. This was the manifestation of his Spiritual Consciousness.

From afar, it seemed as if countless tentacles had grown out of Xia Yan's body, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws at his opponent.

Regarding this, Chen Fan, who had never made any obvious movements until the tentacles reached within a few inches of his body, barely moved his feet away.

He secretly activated the Heavenly Feather Seven Transformations, and in a short period of time, his speed was raised to the extreme.

This kid was so cocky just now and was a coward after all this time. He didn't have the guts to fight Senior Brother Xia head on.

Many people were watching the commotion, especially Chen Fang's dodging tactics, causing them to laugh out loud, while Zhao Xu involuntarily broke out in a cold sweat.

Hearing the call, Xia Yan's confidence rose. But before he could calm his expression, he suddenly realized that the guy was heading straight for him.

It's just that that place is a little awkward to stand at, and it's just a change in position. You don't really think I'm dodging your attack, do you?

Chen Fan said lazily, as he leisurely moved through the tentacles, quickly approaching Xia Yan.

At the center of Chen Fan's forehead, a crack also appeared. A thick pillar shot out and turned into the appearance of a giant multicolored tiger.

Roar!

The tiger's roar shook the sky and earth. It was like a small mountain falling from the sky. Its body was huge, and after it jumped up, it pounced straight towards Xia Yan. All of the tentacles along the way retreated.

The latter was instantly shocked, this was the manifestation of his most genuine Spiritual Consciousness, even going up against direct disciples, how did he become such a trash?

Surprised, he quickly chanted a spirit art. His hands formed an even more obscure spirit art as a white light enveloped his entire body, giving him a dignified appearance.

The strange tentacles that had been rapidly decreasing swelled up again after receiving the powerful support of this force. They were even more solid and powerful than before.

Just based on Xia Yan's age alone, to be able to unleash such a powerful Spiritual Consciousness's power and control it freely, he could already be called a genius.

The Great Elder and the others who were watching the battle from afar were all smiling. Their faces were filled with praise.

However, the Tiger King did not stop his attacks. His two large claws were like a fan as they were lifted up. Under everyone's gaze, he grabbed the tentacles without any explanation. Crack, crack, crack. He actually ate them all.

No one knew what the other party would conjure, but even if a Genuine Dragon appeared, in the end, it still depended on how strong the real Spiritual Consciousness was.