The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Hearing that Lan Zong is watching from afar, if you give Chen Fan time to make incense, he will definitely escape!

But things backfired, the great elder, has caught up!

"Zhuzi, how dare you want to escape in the hands of the old man, do you really think the old man is muddled?"

With a cold voice, the elder suddenly gave Chen Fan a palm behind him. In an instant, endless power impacted on the limbs and the corpses. Chen Fan only felt his body shape for a while, and fell involuntarily from midair.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with rain dripping down.

"Dang!"

The Azure Profound Treasure Sword lost Chen Fan's spiritual power control, and fell to the ground. In an instant, all Chen Fan's efforts seemed to be overwhelming.

Working hard to get up, Chen Fan's injury that had recovered from seven to eighty-eight, once again deteriorated.

The rain had already poured him into a chicken, his hair pressed tightly against his cheek, and he was in a panic.

Opposite him, the great elder still maintained a look that looked like a bone of fairy wind, with white beard and white hair, surrounded by a spiritual shield.

His toes rose slightly and floated slowly half an inch off the ground.

"What's wrong, why don't you run now, aren't you able to run well?"

Facing the questions from the Great Elder, Chen Fan had been calculating in his heart how likely he was to continue to escape.

The answer is actually very simple, just after thinking about it for a moment, Chen Fan understood it.

The chance of escape is...no.

This is the truth that is extremely simple before our eyes.

Chen Fan almost tried his best, and he could only do this. Now he can't compete with the Great Elder at all.

Taking a breath, now that he knows the end of the matter, Chen Fan is simply not ready to run away.

After strenuously holding a fist at the elder, Chen Fan said: "If I were the elder, I wouldn't kill me at this time."

"Oh? Are you talking about why?"

When Chen Fan heard the words, he immediately talked: "First of all, I can help you complete the ideal in your heart, and only I can complete this ideal for you!"

"My ideal, what is it?"

Like a cat playing with a mouse, the great elder answered casually.

Chen Fan continued: "What you want is power, and I can help you gain power."

"How do you know I need power?"

Chen Fan smiled faintly upon hearing the words: "Now that I am facing away from the Great Elder, there is actually no need to lie anymore. You are raising the dead within the sect. Do you still need to tell me what you are thinking in your heart?"

I have to say that Chen Fan pointed to the point with a single sentence, causing the elder's eyes to squint insignificantly!

"Crack!"

A flash of lightning fell suddenly, illuminating the entire world as bright as day, and at the same time reflecting the gloomy, flickering face of the Great Elder.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

Chen Fan stood in the rain and stared at the elder without saying a word.

This is the last thing he can do, arouse the ambition that the great elder's heart has always sealed, and then use it to help him hold his life!

Chen Fan could actually tell from the expression that the Great Elder had already moved, but it was not that simple.

Before Chen Fan relaxed a little, the elder shook his head slowly.

"Chen Fan, I have to say that you are really a rare genius of the sky, even if the old man has hidden his mind for a hundred years, you can unearth it in a few words."

"To be honest, I admire you very much."

Chen Fan didn't care about such words, and immediately said: "Sometimes, what I said before but is actually nonsense!"

As soon as this remark came out, the elder suddenly smiled.

Nodded and said: "But! You are too smart. Being smart makes me feel scared. Keeping people like you around will definitely help me get what I want, but at the same time, it is also a danger."

"I don't want my efforts to become someone else's wedding dress, so sorry, this time, you must die!"