The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Rubbing his chin, Chen Fan wanted to give this life's first spiritual treasure a name.

After staring for a long time, Chen Fan blurted out after sensing the icy breath from the sword, "You will be called Hanguang from now on!"

The sword aura shines for 30,000 miles, and the cold light comes out of Kyushu!

I gently pulled a few sword flowers, the cold air and sword air on the cold light sword intertwined, and a layer of **** frost was formed, covering the sword.

The so-called spirit treasures are all refined by master refiners using special methods. Unlike ordinary weapons, spirit treasures have various abnormalities when they are refined.

Jinmu, water, fire, earth, icy wind, thunder, rain and electricity, there are many types and countless.

The cold light sword in Chen Fan's hand is obviously of ice attribute. When attacking, it carries frost, and it has its own power, and at the same time it has an ice bonus.

The end is fierce!

Satisfied with the cold light sword into the storage bag, Chen Fan walked towards the inn he rented, ready to adjust his breath for the night, and tomorrow will usher in the peak duel of the hunchback old man!

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Chen Fan rushed to the central square early.

But when he arrived, there were more spectators gathered around than yesterday, and countless people were eager to try.

This stone gambling event has simply become a grand event for the entire Qingyang City, causing such an unprecedented scene.

Even in the crowd, Chen Fan saw Li Dingtian and Li Dingtian brothers, but he didn't expect them to come to join in the fun.

Li Dingtian was the first to notice Chen Fan, his pupils shrank, and he swiped his neck with murderous intent in his eyes.

As for Li Dingtian, he is no longer so uncomfortable, but the look in Chen Fan's eyes is still unkind.

For example, although the dust has settled in the Martial Arts Academy today, in Li Dingtian's eyes, Chen Fan can no longer stand up, but he is still alive after all.

What Li Dingtian wanted was for Chen Fan to shut up forever and solve this potential threat in the family.

It's just that Chen Fan has been hiding in Qingyang City for a while, and the Li family is not easy to do things in the city, afraid of giving others a handle.

It is foreseeable that as soon as Chen Fan leaves Qingyang City, he will be brutally chased by the Li family, and even once again dispatches masters like Li Dingtian.

However, now Chen Fan, who has Tiyun in his body, is afraid?

Chen Fan released a sneer at the two of them, and Chen Fan didn't care anymore, and didn't care about the generation who would die in his own hands sooner or later.

Passing through the crowd, Wang Tengfei was already leading the hunched old man waiting, and Mu Wanrong had also arrived, and hurriedly greeted him after seeing Chen Fan.

"Hmph, I thought you didn't dare to come." Wang Tengfei said with a cold snort from the tip of his nose, standing with his hands behind him.

Of course, Chen Fan refused to respond: "Don't worry, I haven't beaten you yet, how could I not come?"

Wang Tengfei couldn't find any good rhetoric for a while, and could only believe that Chen Fan was just a good-mouthed villain. After a glance at him, he stopped talking.

As for the hunched old man on the side, his face was indifferent.

Chen Fan nodded at the other party, and the hump-backed old man responded with restraint. After all this, Chen Fan also saw Qingyuan in the distance and blinked at himself, as if asking him if he drank too much last night and didn't wake up today.

Shaking his head, he secretly sighed that Qingyuan's age is really childlike, and he still feels joking at this time.

Turning his head to look at the four rough stones in front of him, Chen Fan's pupils suddenly shrank!