The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Ding!"

The poisonous blade obtained from Gong Hongyuan stabbed into Mengshan fiercely, and Chen Fan used the poisonous blade to continuously climb up.

His speed is very fast. At this moment, not only does he have little time, but Jianxin doesn't have much time!

A month later, Chen Fan's continuous climbing finally reached the position of the mountainside!

At this moment, looking away, there is an abyss below, and because of the forbidden flight, Chen Fan will undoubtedly die if he falls down!

Without any hesitation, once again relying on the use of the poisonous blade, Chen Fan began to climb.

After crossing the sea of ​​clouds, the surrounding scene changed a little.

The first is the temperature. It is even colder here. Even Chen Fan's cultivation level can feel trembling and teeth shaking.

Mengshan began to be covered with ice and snow. This snow was extremely cold, as if touching a little, it could freeze people into ice sculptures.

But at this moment, a vague voice appeared in Chen Fan's ears.

"Continue to climb, there is no life!"

The voice was a thick male voice, it sounded very weird, as if it was in the ear, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away.

Chen Fan did not respond, and continued to climb, but the sound in his ear disappeared. Instead, ice and snow fell on the mountain.

"boom!"

A snowball hit Chen Fan's arm with a click. As a half-step martial king, Chen Fan's arm was directly broken.

With a piercing pain, Chen Fanqiang endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to repair his bones, gritted his teeth, held his head high, and continued to climb!

"call out!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and an ice skate was slashed against Chen Fan's cheek, and a thread-like wound immediately appeared, and blood trickled.

But at the moment the blood flowed out, it froze because the place was too cold.

Chen Fan's expression remained firm, and he continued to climb upward.

Only this time, his movements were more flexible, like a spirit ape, flashing and moving above Mengshan.

At this moment, Chen Fan has no distractions, and only has the conviction to reach the top.

He knew he couldn't be distracted at this time, otherwise he might fall here.

As time went by bit by bit, Chen Fan was suffering tremendously.

Whether it is cultivation, or physical and mental.

On average, his bones will break several times a day, and then use the repair base to repair.

Although this was nothing to say to a monk, the blow to the body and mind was unparalleled.

On several occasions, Chen Fan almost fell from Mengshan because he did not endure the pain.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Fan has been climbing Mengshan for two months, and now the top of the mountain is in sight.

But the so-called looking at the mountain, looking at the top of the mountain, I don't know how far to reach it.

At this moment, the voice that had spoken before appeared in Chen Fan's ears again.

"I just said the last time, continue climbing, there is no life!"

This time, the voice was full of anger, and it was fierce, and even for an instant, the speed of the ice and snow fell a bit faster.

But Chen Fan was unmoved, he exhausted all his strength and shouted: "To save Jianxin, I will die without regrets!!"

As soon as the words came out, the voice finally said after a long period of silence: "Aren't you afraid of death at all?"

"Of course I am afraid of death, but there are so many things in this world, even death can't stop me!"

Chen Fan's words silenced the voice completely. After a long time, the falling ice and snow slowly dissipated and never fell.

And Chen Fan finally found the opportunity to climb continuously.

He didn't know how his words touched that voice, but one thing was certain, he was temporarily safe!