Chapter 437 The price of conceit No. I, Xuanfeng, will not stop here. I, Xuanfeng, cannot admit defeat. I am the hope of the Xuan family. I cannot let the Xuan family be humiliated. Even if I lose, I will bite off a piece of your Chen Fan. "Ahhh!" Xuanfeng let out a trembling growl, and his limbs began to slowly wrap around his chest. Chen Fan's eyes were fixed, and he said in a low voice. "It's really a bit like me before, but today you fell into my hands, I can only say that this is the price you pay for yourself. "Water silk, open." After the words fell, the strength of the soft water silk that had been pulled by Xuanfeng's powerful force was improved again, Xuanfeng's body that was about to curl up was pulled again, and the whole person was hung in the air again in a herringbone shape. "How can I admit defeat, come here!"
Xuanfeng roared loudly, and everyone saw that Xuanfeng's limbs, which had already been pulled together, were brought together again, and then Xuanfeng shouted loudly and opened his limbs violently, and then a huge spiritual force erupted from his body. A storm of spiritual power was formed and swept away in all directions. The water silk binding his limbs was also torn apart by this storm of spiritual power. When the spiritual power storm swept in front of Chen Fan, the spiritual water rushed up around him, forming a circular water wall to block the impact of the spiritual power storm. The moment the water wall fell, a (addf) flying sword had already arrived in front of Chen Fan. It was too late to dodge at this moment, and in a hurry, Chen Fan clasped his hands together and slapped the sword fiercely, preventing Feijian from thrusting forward any more. Seeing that the flying sword was cut off, Xuanfeng exerted force under his feet, jumped to the same height as Chen Fan, and then kicked back at the end of the hilt. Suddenly, a more powerful impact was applied to the flying sword. The blade slid several centimeters in Chen Fan's palms, and finally stopped less than one centimeter away from his nose. Although the sword was restrained again, Chen Fan couldn't help but take a few steps back due to the impact from the sword. When he was about to let out a long breath, Xuanfeng kicked Chen Fan in the chest again. Chen Fan didn't have time to dodge, and took Xuanfeng's powerful kick abruptly. Under Xuan's foot, Chen Fan was also successfully lifted off the water column and landed on the ground. How could Qi Ming and others miss this opportunity, and attacked Chen Fan one after another. Qi Ming was the first to come to Chen Fan's body. He saw the lightning flashing on Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and he slapped Chen Fan's back with the halberd. At this moment, a strange scene happened. The spirit water was instantly carried on Chen Fan's body. When the spirit water fell into the water again, Chen Fan's figure disappeared in place. Fang Tian's painting halberd slapped hard on the water surface, and immediately a jet of water shot up into the sky. Followed by the attack of Luo Yunqi and others. Just let their attacks be strong, and they just hit the water. "Bastard!" After Qi Ming cursed angrily, he violently performed a backflip, and thunder suddenly appeared under him, and then he only heard the call of a goshawk. goshawk.
The goshawk flew into the air with Qi Ming on its back, so that Qi Ming could look down on the entire arena from a high position. This goshawk is the spirit of Qiming's martial artist, Ling Mi Xueying. Seeing that Qi Ming sacrificed his own martial artist spirit, Luo Yunqi and the others did not dare to take it too seriously, and sacrificed their own martial artist spirit one after another. The spirit of Liu Lin's martial artist is a poplar tree in the sky, and he is sitting on the thickest branch of the willow tree in the sky right now. .