My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

Hear what Chen Fan said.

While Chen Tianqian was stunned, he couldn't help frowning: "But if this person has already spread the news before going to Jianzong?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "If this person wants to win the elixir himself, it is impossible to pass the news to others. The stronger the person knows, the less likely this person will get the elixir!"

Thinking about it from another angle, if Chen Fan sensed the breath of the elixir himself, he would definitely not be able to tell others the news first, but to find a way to see if he could get it.

Can't get any further.

Chen Fan didn't believe that this person was willing to give up the elixir.

Chen Tianqian nodded: "Chen Fan, what you said is true."

In fact, the reason is very simple.

It's just that Chen Tianqian doesn't have the strength and confidence of Chen Fan. He is timid, worried about the opponent's background and strength, so naturally he doesn't dare to be as reckless as Chen Fan.

Even if Chen Fan guessed wrong and wronged the old man, he still didn't believe that Luo Tianmen would offend himself, the top genius of the church, for the sake of the fifth level of longevity.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it will be three days later.

On this day, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

The power of heaven and earth that rolls along with the sky.

A sharp sword intent soared into the sky.

At the same time, a loud laugh spread in Jianzong.

Chen Fan's eyes also flashed.

This big laugh came from the ancestor of Jianzong.

Chen Fan flew out immediately.

However, outside the Jiange Pavilion, in the sky, the ancestor of Jianzong was floating in the air, and his whole body was filled with awe-inspiring aura.

Chen Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Compared to before, when Chen Fan and his men fought in the Vientiane Pot, their aura was much stronger.

"Patriarch, could it be that there is another breakthrough in swordsmanship?" Chen Fan also asked in surprise.

Laughing loudly, the ancestor of Jianzong restrained his whole body: "My injury has recovered, my heart has been untied, but the Dao has finally taken a step forward..."

Tens of thousands of years of sleeping and living, and finally being able to fully recover, the person's mood will naturally fluctuate a lot.

But to reach his level of cultivation, he may have been stuck on a bottleneck for a long time, and whether he can break through may be just a matter of thought.

As expected, Chen Fan thought, his eyes also flickered: "So, Patriarch, haven't you already reached the level of being a king?"

The ancestor of Jianzong raised his eyebrows slightly, and also smiled: "Barely possesses the strength of being a king."

"Great!" Chen Fan was also very pleasantly surprised.

There are so many hidden sects and forces, but there are only a few forces in the contemporary era with demon kings or immortals in charge.

Apart from these top sects and forces, the most powerful ones are naturally the hidden sects with their kings in charge.

However, the sum of all space secret realms in the whole continent is not much.

Jianzong can have a king-conferring master sitting in charge, but it can be regarded as a powerful sect among the hidden sects in the world!

Of course, having a king in command doesn't mean that Jianzong has immediately become a top power.

It also takes a long time to accumulate and sharpen.

Of course, there is a Master Feng Wang sitting in the town, and the revitalization of Jianzong is just around the corner. Not to mention directly surpassing Yuhuamen, it is very possible to reach the level of Yuanmozong in the future!

As far as Chen Fan is concerned, his swordsmanship can also play a more guiding role for Chen Fan.

But he immediately flipped his hand and took out the Vientiane Pot, and said excitedly: "I don't know if this disciple will have a chance to see your current strength, Patriarch?"

Although Chen Fan has a lot of powerful supernatural powers of the immortal level in his hands, his progress in the Dao is limited, and those supernatural powers of the immortal level are also limited by his own Dao realm, and his mastery is extremely limited.

As far as he is concerned, being able to fight with a master of the king to his heart's content, and being able to get his full guidance, is more useful than simply practicing swordsmanship by himself!

The ancestor of Jianzong also nodded with a smile.

The two immediately got into the Vientiane pot.

It is a rare opportunity to fight against a master of swordsmanship, but it is also of great benefit to Chen Fan's practice of swordsmanship.

The strength of the ancestor of Jianzong is not as strong as that of King Yehua, and he does not give Chen Fan such a sense of oppression.

Even though he has reached the strength of becoming a king, after all, he has just reached this level, and there is still a gap between him and an old guy like King Yehua.

Compared with Chen Fan, the lifespan of the ancestor of Jianzong tens of thousands of years is already quite long, but compared with King Yehua, his qualifications are much worse.

Not to mention that the ancestor of Jianzong fell asleep for a long time.

King Yehua himself must have an extremely powerful Taoist weapon in his hands after accumulating longevity.

The impact of Taoism on strength is also quite large.

Chen Fan did not return the Blood Drinking Sword to the Patriarch, because he knew that the other party would definitely not want it either.

The two said they were exchanging lessons, but in fact, they were almost like the patriarch training with Chen Fan.

And because in the illusion cast by the Vientiane Pot, the Patriarch can also strike without reservation, allowing Chen Fan to feel his swordsmanship to the fullest.

At the same time, the Vientiane Pot is constantly improving the projection of the ancestor according to the battle between Chen Fan and the ancestor.

Of course, although Chen Fan is still weak in the realm of swordsmanship, he has a lot of immortal-level supernatural powers in his hands.

Although due to the rules of the holy hall, these supernatural powers cannot be directly imparted to the patriarch, but they can also be displayed in the virtual world, and can also help the patriarch.

The patriarch of Jianzong was able to achieve the title of king after sleeping for such a long time. Needless to say, his talent is natural. In the holy hall, there are few people who can match him.

Because of this, the two of them forgot the time as soon as they hit each other.

In the blink of an eye, several months passed.

On this day, Chen Fan, who was still discussing and fighting, suddenly stopped.

He frowned, and his expression became a little subtle: "Patriarch, let's stop here. Jianzong has a guest..."

The ancestor of Jianzong also raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.

...

Among Jianzong.

The sky was covered with dark clouds.

A man in a black armor floats in the air.

The violent, restless and terrifying black smoke unabashedly charged towards Jianzong's position.

Jianzong's protective formation was mottled with aura.

Countless sect disciples looked at the sky in astonishment and worry.

Some weaker disciples just felt the berserk breath of the sky, so they spurted blood and their breath was weak.

Just then.

In the Jiange.

A ray of spiritual light rose into the sky.

The man was Chen Tianqian.

Chen Tianqian was floating in the air, looking at the man in the sky with a horrified expression: "I don't know who the senior is, and I don't know how my 'Split Sky Sword Sect' offended the senior..."

"snort!"

The black-armored man's face was cold: "My name is 'Wu Shen' and I come from Luotianmen. My grandson 'Wu Ming' disappeared in Yuan Shenzhou some time ago. His whereabouts will be within your Heaven Splitting Sword Sect!"

Hearing what the man in black armor said, Chen Tianqian's expression froze. He coughed heavily, but said hastily: "Some time ago, there was indeed a distinguished guest from Luotianmen in our Jianzong. If senior wants to find him, I'm going to call him now."

What Chen Tianqian said made the man in black armor stagnate. He frowned slightly: "You said my grandson is a guest of your Sky-Splitting Sword Sect? But why can't I contact him at all?"

Chen Tianqian's scalp was numb: "This... I don't know..."

Wu Shen snorted coldly:

"Hurry up and return my grandson!"

"If something happens to him, you don't have to exist as the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!"

The domineering voice spread throughout Jianzong, making countless disciples of Jianzong turn pale.

The corner of Chen Tianqian's mouth twitched, but he said hastily: "Senior, please wait a moment."