Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

"What's going on here?"

Wu Xiaoyu rushed in with the entire team. Her eyes were bloodshot, her expression was so gloomy that she could almost drip water, and her golden combat uniform was stained with blood.

One of the team members held an instrument and walked around the room but found nothing abnormal. Wu Xiaoyu turned to look at Qin Fandao.

"There was a god who appeared just now..."

Then Qin Fan briefly explained what happened just now.

"you sure?"

Although Qin Fan is a Transcendent, a Transcendent in the fighter realm is not much better than ordinary people. Wu Xiaoyu can't believe that he can kill the divine guide.

Qin Fan didn't speak, just nodded. He was naturally sure that the divine guide had turned into a strange spiritual power and entered his mind.

"Here, we need to deal with it."

Wu Xiaoyu pointed to the ground. Pan Lian and Qin Yan were lying on the ground. The little blood still stained a large area of ​​the ground red.

Qin Fan looked at Qin Ye. After all, these two were his relatives. Qin Ye's eyes were empty, but it was as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

"uncle·····"

Qin Fan walked to Qin Ye and gently put his hand on Qin Ye's shoulder. Just like Qin Ye before, he couldn't find any words to comfort Qin Ye for a while.

In just a few minutes, only Qin Ye was left in the originally complete family. Outsiders could not understand the pain.

"Take that woman away, Xiao Yan... is innocent."

After a long while, Qin Yecai murmured.

Looking at his cold son, Qin Ye's face was expressionless, as if he was looking at a strange object.

There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. When you are truly sad and extremely sad, all the emotions are superfluous. At that time, the whole person is numb.

Wu Xiaoyu nodded silently, and two team members immediately carried Pan Lian's body out behind him.

After a while, the house became quiet again.

Qin Ye just sat next to Qin Yan, motionless.

Murong Xue stood aside silently, and beside him was Zhuge Min with a serious face.

The two of them arrived here not long after Wu Xiaoyu and the others left.

"Xiaofan..."

After a long time, Qin Ye spoke leisurely.

"I am here."

Qin Fan responded softly.

"Are you awake?"

"Um"

Qin Fan nodded. He originally planned to tell Qin Ye, but before everything could be said, things had developed in a direction he could not predict.

"Okay, okay, you are better than uncle. Uncle is a waste, unlike your father..."

When Qin Ye said this, he suddenly paused and did not continue. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed again.

a long time····

"Are you leaving too?"

Qin Ye's voice sounded again.

Qin Fan lowered his head and said nothing. According to Zhuge Min's arrangement, they would rush to the neighboring city this afternoon to join the specially recruited students from other cities.

However, now he doesn't know how to speak to Qin Ye.

"It doesn't matter, uncle is not that weak, but uncle, can I ask you something?"

Qin Ye raised his head, and there seemed to be blazing fire burning in his eyes.

"Uncle, if you tell me, I will definitely do it."

Qin Fan said firmly.

"Kill all these monsters and avenge Xiao Yan."

Qin Ye gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

The overwhelming hatred almost turned into reality and enveloped the entire room.

"Uncle, don't worry, I promise."

Qin Fan stood up straight.

"You go."

Qin Ye nodded, raised his head and lowered it again, curling up his waist, like a dying old man.

"We'll leave tomorrow morning and give you half a day."

Zhuge Min, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

Qin Fan nodded gratefully to Zhuge Min. This was the first time he felt that this rigid teacher did not seem to have such low emotional intelligence.

Under the persuasion of Qin Fan and Murong Xue, Qin Ye finally regained some consciousness, called a hearse, and sent Qin Yan to the funeral parlor.

That night, Qin Ye held Qin Yan's urn and was speechless for a long time.

Gone, truly gone, coming and going naked without any worries, that’s all.

"Fight with me."

Qin Fan walked to Zhuge Min and suddenly said.

Zhuge Min······

Is this stimulated?

He is in the Battle King Realm, and even if he is in the Suppressive Realm, it is not something that a small Fighter Realm can match.

"Fight with me."

Qin Fan said firmly.

Naturally, he has no tendency to seek abuse. All he wants to do is to verify his own ideas.

He needs to become strong, otherwise he will always be controlled by others.

"Walk."

Zhuge Min didn't say much and took the lead towards a hidden open space.

However, none of them noticed that Qin Ye, who was alone and speechless, looked at their backs and a brick suddenly appeared in front of him.

But the brick only appeared for a moment and then disappeared.

With a bitter look on his face, he is also a Transcendent, but now he only knows how to build walls.

Weak as an ant...

Looking at his hands, a look of determination gradually appeared on his face.

Half an hour later, the bricks in front of Qin Ye finally appeared. Strangely, his feet gradually turned to stone...

An open space.

"bring it on."

Zhuge Min automatically suppressed his own realm to the fighter realm.

Unexpectedly, Qin Fan shook his head and said: "Try the Warrior Realm Middle Level first."

Zhuge Min didn't say much, and released his breath again. The momentum gradually increased, and it slowly stopped until he reached the Middle Level of the Warrior Realm.

With a flash of thought, Qin Fan's kitchen knife appeared in his hand, and he rushed toward Zhuge Min with spiritual power.

Zhuge Min stood there without making any movement, when a small sword suddenly appeared in front of him and faced Qin Fan.

coming

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes and faced the small sword with the kitchen knife in his hand. The expected collision did not happen. After the small sword hit the kitchen knife, it turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in the air. The spiritual power contained in the small sword was directly transferred to into the kitchen knife, and a small part of it was automatically fed back to Qin Fan's dantian.

For a moment, Qin Fan only felt that his Dantian was full of spiritual energy, and his whole body seemed to have endless strength.

Huh?

Zhuge Min exclaimed in surprise and glanced at Qin Fan in surprise.

Fighter Realm Middle Level's attacks are actually ineffective against a small Fighter Realm. It has to be said that this is a bit strange.

Zhuge Min suddenly became interested.

Murong Xue, who was standing aside, also had a strange look on her face. This was not the first time she had seen Qin Fan use such strange methods.

"Let's do it again, this time at the Warrior Realm High Level."

Qin Fan said.

Zhuge Min nodded and didn't say much, but looked more focused.

A small sword appeared in the air again, glowing coldly under the moonlight.

call

The Void Shattering sound caused by the flying of the small sword was sharp and harsh. Qin Fan's expression was extremely focused. They were both metallic. With his sensitivity to similar elements, his kitchen knife subconsciously moved out.

Bang

Qin Fan only felt a huge force coming towards him. Qianjin fell subconsciously and used it. His body shook violently for a few times, but finally stabilized.

"this·····"

If Zhuge Min was just surprised that the first attack was ineffective, then he was already a little surprised at this time.

The so-called one realm and one heaven, although the gap between the small realms is not that big, it is by no means so easy and freehand, not to mention that Qin Fan is only a fighter realm.

This has almost crossed a big realm.

"Come again."

Compared with Zhuge Min's shock, Qin Fan's heart was full of excitement, effective, and absolutely effective.

When Zhuge Min's warrior-level High Level spiritual power hit the kitchen knife, in addition to absorbing the spiritual power, Qin Fan clearly felt that there was another skill in his mind - Quick Knife Slash.

From this, Qin Fan also vaguely realized that if he wanted to obtain skills from his opponent, the opponent's attack level must be at least one level higher than his own.

And this will also bring about a problem. If you challenge an opponent with a higher level than yourself without a bottom line, you may be in trouble.

"Come again."

This time, before Qin Fan could speak, Zhuge Min had already spoken, but his eyes were fixed on Qin Fan's kitchen knife thoughtfully.

Both attacks were easily resolved by this kitchen knife. Could it be that there is something special about this kitchen knife?

Qin Fan looked at Zhuge Min and felt a little in his heart. Was he being too obvious? Was he discovered so quickly?