C27 (1/2)

Within the Hua Ding Sect, no one can hurt me. Chen Fan was filled with confidence, he waved his hands at the ice sword, causing both of his arms to stiffen, but he was still unable to move.

The person in the dark clearly saw this scene. The surrounding cold energy quickly surged, and the ice sword even directly stabbed in. Within a short moment, he would be able to report to the Underworld.

However, such a short distance had turned into a chasm that was difficult to cross.

A mysterious energy wrapped Chen Fan up, and his entire body started to shine with a faint light.

Furthermore, there was not the slightest bit of Spiritual Energy's fluctuations. It was simply unknown where it came from, or how long it had been surrounded.

Pretending to be ghosts, damn it!

An image of a Spiritual Consciousness appeared in his mind, clearly filled with anger. He thought that he had been played by Chen Fan.

Even more ice swords gathered, completely isolating themselves from the outside world. The cold air in all directions turned into a substance, its sharpness terrifying.

Looking at the ice swords that were pointing at him from different directions, if it was anyone else, they would have been scared to death already. Chen Fan's face was calm, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

”Whiz!”

The sound of ten ice swords piercing through the air rang out. Their power was at least a hundred times stronger than before. The wooden door was forced open a crack, but it still continued to expand.

In other words, there was a high chance that the technique he used to seal his aura would be ineffective as well. In other words, there was a high chance that it would alarm Nangong Yi and the other Hua Ding Sect experts.

However, as long as they could kill Chen Fan, they would not care about the people hiding in the darkness anymore.

He raised his left arm and made a chopping motion.

However, an even more shocking scene appeared. For some unknown reason, the temperature of the air suddenly shot up. The entire room seemed to be filled with lava.

The cold Qi had disappeared, and the ice sword had also disappeared without a trace. All of this was because of Chen Fan's action of waving his hand.

Under the protection of that layer of fluorescent light, his body was not affected in the slightest.

I let the flood wash over me. I stood there without moving. Even my hair didn't show any signs of burning.

He suddenly had a feeling that the surrounding area had all become his domain, and that he could do whatever he wanted with just a thought.

How did you manage to activate my Hua Ding Sect's Sect Protection Array?!

An illusory voice rang out, carrying obvious fear and astonishment. It completely exceeded the person's expectations.

If not for Chen Fan's aura being constantly locked down, he even suspected that some elder had changed his figure.

Just as the temperature in the room started to change, they could clearly feel the source of power coming from the Formation Pattern beneath their feet.

If even I am unable to control this formation, then no one in your Hua Ding Sect will have the qualifications to do so. Chen Fan replied.

After a long while, no sound could be heard. That person had already left with great confusion.

Qin Sheng and Zhao Xu laughed and talked as they pushed open the wooden door. The two of them did not know what happened, so in order to not disturb Chen Fan, they went out for a while.

After easily ending an interlude that could not be called a crisis, Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

But it was not because of the Ice Sword, so he had an even more important consideration.

All sorts of indications indicated that after he had revived, he should not have gone to the Qing Xuan Sect. That was the wrong decision.