The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Consciousness returned again, Chen Fan's spiritual power penetrated into the storage bag, and he sensed that Chiu Chiu and the demon species were always there. It was obvious that they had invaded his conscious world to help Chen Fan escape from the illusion.

Slowly opening his eyes, Chen Fan suddenly felt a violent wind.

The long sword shining with cold light had already locked Chen Fan's throat, and stabbed it impartially.

And the person holding the long sword is Jianxin!

In other words, his mind was controlled by evil spirits, and his eyes were red and turned into a killing machine's Jianxin!

"Chen Fan, save my sister!"

At this moment, Jian Xin's consciousness had been controlled, so Jian Yi was able to break away from the suppression and simply communicate with Chen Fan.

But because the sword heart of the controlled mind is too strong, Jian Yi can't control the object-oriented profoundly, and what he can do now is just talking.

It was impossible to stop Jian Xin from piercing Chen Fan's long sword!

"boom!"

At the moment of his death, Chen Fan slammed his fist to the ground, and with the force of the impact, it was a sword that could dodge Jianxin.

Without any hesitation, Chen Fan suddenly slowed down, took out the Life and Death Sword from the storage bag, and blocked Jian Xin's long sword.

"Ding..."

The harsh metal rubbing sound rang in his ears, Chen Fan only felt the pain in the tiger's mouth, and Jian Xin was uncomfortable.

She was controlled by her mind, and she naturally did not change fiercely when she fought. Chen Fan only fought with her for a few rounds before grabbing the sword in Jianxin's hand.

Putting the long sword directly into the storage bag, Chen Fan only held Jian Xin's shoulders with both hands, and exclaimed in his ear: "Jian Xin, wake up!!"

The violent words seemed to cause a series of sonic booms in this bottomless pit, and the dust was scattered for a while, and the soul swayed uncontrollably.

"It's useless, I have tried this method, and sister she still can't recover!"

Jian Yi's voice sounded again, and there was a hint of helplessness in the words, and it was obvious that she had no way out.

Chen Fan did the same, his face sinking like water, frowning in thought.

He even wanted to summon the Demon Seed so that Jian Xin could recover like himself, but no matter what, the Demon Seed was like a dead thing, lying straight in the storage bag without any response.

At this moment, Jianxin was still struggling, her expression on her face was distorted, and the blood-red pupils looked distressed.

Chen Fan said that he didn't want to see Jian Xin become like this. In his mind, Jian Xin should be immaculate forever, floating like an immortal.

"Jianxin, wake up!"

He fiercely took Jian Xin into his arms and firmly hugged the Yingying waist. Chen Fan kept shouting in Jian Xin's ear, ignoring the arm that kept beating his back.

But not long after hugging Jianxin, Chen Fan suddenly found that Jianxin's struggle was weakening a little bit.

Looking at the pair of eyes rippling like waves again, he could see that Jian Xin was also struggling at this moment.

She could feel all of this, but the force of the evil spirits was too strong, and someone must help to solve the crisis.

After thinking about this, Chen Fan's mind suddenly flashed, and he thought of a possibility, the most radical method.

Jian Yi clearly felt Chen Fan's changes through his sister's eyes, and just hurriedly said to the side: "Do you have a way? Don't be too late, I'm afraid that my sister's mentality will never be restored!"