Chen Fan appeared in Mu Hui's sight again!
This time, Mu Hui's expression suddenly became solemn. His demonic eyes flashed with cold light, staring indifferently at Chen Fan who was walking towards him step by step.
Prior to this, Chen Fan had already killed three warriors in the third level of Qi Condensation. The last two people died after he used his spiritual martial spirit on Chen Fan!
"You are very good." Mu Hui took a deep breath, "But the result will still not change, you will still die in my hands!"
Facing the threat, Chen Fan looked slightly ferocious. In the acupuncture points all over his body, negative power rolled like a wave, and a pale white mist filled his body.
All kinds of negative emotions poured into his body uncontrollably, and violent and murderous thoughts surged up like a tornado. The evil aura in him was so strong that it seemed to destroy everything.
However, amidst this terrifying force, Chen Fan's mind remained clear and calm.
In this strange world, Chen Fan's facial features became extremely sensitive in his mad state. He can perceive various breaths in the world, and can even feel the flow of vitality in Mu Hui's body.
This ability comes from the soul martial soul, the most mysterious existence among martial souls. Warriors with spiritual souls have frighteningly powerful senses. Their words can even confuse people's hearts, and their insight into the vitality of heaven and earth is far beyond that of ordinary warriors.
Mu Hui possesses such a spiritual spirit. Once he breaks through to the spiritual realm and forms a sea of consciousness, his spiritual soul will become even more powerful. One sentence is enough to make people go crazy and fall into a situation of no return.
Previously, Mu Hui's words caused Chen Fan to fall into a state of suspended animation. If it were not for the negligence of the two dark warriors, Chen Fan might have died in their hands. Therefore, when Chen Fan rushed up again this time, his first priority was to guard his mind and avoid being induced by Mu Hui's telepathy again.
"The Chen family's iron martial spirit indeed has some skills. It seems that those two people couldn't kill you in one blow, giving you a chance to wake up."
Mu Hui looked at the sword hole on Chen Fan's chest and clothes, his slender eyes slightly narrowed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
That enchanting light became brighter and brighter, and gradually, Mu Hui's eyes seemed to become gems under the scorching sun, dazzling!
Chen Fan's whole body froze, and his eyes became confused again. The vitality of his body seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to rotate. A bewitching spiritual power was released from those pupils. This spiritual power was like an invisible storm, suddenly covering the entire area!
"Lock!" Mu Hui shouted softly.
"Netherworld Knife!" Mu Hui raised his right hand, and green electric light shot out between his five fingers. It quickly condensed into a long knife that shone with green light in his hand. The long sword is like substance, with cold light overflowing and a dazzling divine light.
Holding the Ming Ling Knife, Mu Hui walked towards Chen Fan with a calm smile on his lips, as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner.
Chen Fan, who was traumatized, suddenly felt the strange movement in the Yin Pearl. His mind seemed to be in an abyss of endless darkness, sinking rapidly, as if he was about to be swallowed by the abyss, and would no longer have independent consciousness.
On his chest, his Yin beads were beating constantly. Called by the strange light spot in the heart of the stone statue, his Yin beads became more and more restless in the acupuncture points!
A bewitching spiritual power was released from those pupils. This spiritual power was like an invisible storm, suddenly covering the entire area!
Suddenly, all kinds of negative emotions erupted from the acupuncture points in Chen Fan's mind. Bloodthirsty, crazy, and jealous emotions were like invisible storms, dragging him into the abyss. His sanity was gradually swallowed up by darkness, and his body and mind fell into chaos.
"Boom!" There was a violent shock in his brain, and Chen Fan's gradually clearer mind regained consciousness under the impact of negative emotions.
"Hey!" Mu Hui immediately noticed this change and chopped down the Nether Spirit Sword in his hand without hesitation.
"Chi chi chi!" The Ming Ling Knife cut through the air and let out a harsh scream. Against the backdrop of the green luster, the blade became thinner and thinner, like a cicada wing.
After regaining consciousness, Chen Fan saw this and immediately moved sideways to avoid it, but his right arm was still scratched by the sword, leaving a deep blood mark. The power of this ghost knife shocked him, it could actually break his iron spirit!
Mu Hui's eyes were surprised, and he was incredible at Chen Fan's defensive power. He said calmly: "Yes, this sword only left a blood mark on your shoulder, but did not cut off your arm. The Chen family's iron martial spirit has amazing defensive power."
The Ming Ling Dao practiced by Mu Hui is An Ming's most powerful Xuan-level martial arts. He collected the undead energy for five years and cultivated it. The Netherworld Knife contained the undead energy, and its destructive power was so terrifying that even warriors in the realm of hundreds of tribulations had to avoid its edge.
In the past, when Mu Hui used the Nether Spirit Sword, no one dared to fight him in close combat. In his opinion, although the martial arts of the Chen family are extraordinary, they are still physical in nature and should not be able to withstand the undead energy on the Netherworld Knife.
However, to Mu Hui's expectation, Chen Fan was not seriously injured by the attack of the Ming Ling Knife, only a blood mark was left on his arm. This surprised Mu Hui!
Chen Fan survived the dangerous attack, immediately stepped away, took a deep breath, secretly released three magnetic pole fields, and tried to activate Xuanyin Jue.
This is the first time he has used Xuanyin Jue!
The six Yin beads suddenly exerted force together, releasing majestic Yin power and injecting it into the three Yin whirlpools.
Three Yin whirlpools instantly rotated crazily! Within the Yin Vortex, wisps of pure power rushed along Chen Fan's arm and into the palm of his right hand.
In the palm of the hand, a cyan light ball the size of a human head quickly took shape, with electric snakes entwined in it. Waves of cold and evil power spread out from the light ball, filled with an eerie and cold aura.
The Yin power continues to surge into the ball of light!
The cyan ball of light grew larger and larger, reaching the size of a washbasin in just a few seconds. The bright cyan light shone everywhere, as if it were a dazzling cyan sun.
Chen Fan suddenly shouted loudly, and the cyan light ball in his hand flew out, hitting Mu Hui like lightning. Mu Hui's expression changed for the first time, but he was not afraid, but instead inspired a stronger fighting spirit.
"Friend, stop struggling." Mu Hui spat out a word, and the soul martial spirit was like a shock wave, slamming into Chen Fan's soul again. However, before the spiritual martial spirit could take effect, Chen Fan actually detonated the cyan light ball in his hand in advance.
"Boom!" The cyan ball of light suddenly burst out, and a majestic yin force sprinkled on Mu Hui like raindrops. Amid the explosion, Chen Fan's mind got rid of control and regained clarity.
At the same time, Mu Hui was poured by the Yin force, his body instantly stiffened, and the flow of vitality also slowed down significantly. The Nether Spirit Knife in his hand flickered with light, also affected by the Yin force after the explosion of the cyan light ball.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Fan used the three magnetic pole fields to silently rush towards Mu Hui. Before Mu Hui could react, Chen Fan rushed out like a cannonball, and his thin body instantly fell into one of the magnetic pole fields. He punched his head and blasted towards Mu Hui.
"Seeking death!" A bloody cold light flashed in Mu Hui's demonic eyes.
"Handprint of the God of Hades!" Mu Hui roared and raised his left hand. He saw that the blood vessels in his left hand swelled and his palm doubled in size instantly, showing a terrifying dark blue color.
A breath of undead entangled came from his hand. Mu Hui waved his hand, as if blocking the space, and hit Chen Fan's iron fist head-on. "Boom!" In the huge roar, Chen Fan's body was like steel and his feet were on the ground, while Mu Hui's face was full of horror and his body flew backwards.
An overwhelming amount of terrifying power burst out from Chen Fan's fist, exploding in Mu Hui's hand seal of the underworld, and actually knocked Mu Hui away! Chen Fan, who was in the first level of Qi Condensation, actually defeated Mu Hui, who was in the third level of Qi Condensation, with this punch!
A punch with all kinds of negative power. In the mad state, the power increases continuously. It is definitely not something that a warrior of the same level can withstand! Mu Hui's disaster has just begun.
When he finally stabilized his body, he suddenly felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his body began to rotate involuntarily. He was blasted directly into the magnetic pole field by Chen Fan!
"Hehe!" Chen Fan smiled ferociously, his eyes were cold and cold, and he suddenly rushed out.
Mu Hui suddenly changed color, but instantly stabilized his figure in the magnetic pole field. He shouted loudly, and a huge mental thought blasted into Chen Fan's mind like a straight line.
Chen Fanfei's body paused midway, and then fell to the ground. The Nether Spirit Knife in Mu Hui's hand drew strange arcs, and the Netherworld cold air gushing out of the knife stirred in the magnetic pole field.
Mu Hui's expression was gloomy. He kept hinting that he should calm down and concentrate on feeling the power changes in the field, trying to find a way to escape from the field. However, the magnetic pole field is a spiritual-level martial skill, which is a mixture of negative power and vitality. Although Mu Hui possesses a spiritual martial spirit, it is difficult to find the pattern in a short period of time.
The high-speed rotation of the magnetic pole field not only slows down the flow of Mu Hui's vitality, but also reduces the sensitivity of the spiritual spirit. There were faint traces of sweat on Mu Hui's forehead. His body kept spinning, but he still couldn't touch the rules of the field.
On the other hand, Chen Fan paused on the ground for a while before his negative emotions broke out again, pulling him out of the dark abyss. Chen Fan, whose eyes suddenly regained clarity, snorted coldly and stared coldly at Mu Hui spinning in the field. With a thought, he mobilized the Yin power in his body and injected it into the magnetic pole field again.
"Pfft!" Mu Hui spurted out a mouthful of blood. His soul martial soul felt like it was stuck in a meat grinder. The pain was excruciating. The energy in his body was in chaos, and his body's defense dropped sharply.
In the magnetic field, the more power there is, the more powerful it is. Now that the negative force, vitality and Yin force work together, the power of the field has skyrocketed again. Suddenly, a chaotic force erupted from the magnetic pole field, and the flow speed of the field suddenly doubled.
Chen Fan held his breath and concentrated, with a cold and stern expression firmly controlling the magnetic pole field. Under the full outbreak of the power of chaos, the violent strangulation force tore Mu Hui's body apart crazily. In the field, Mu Hui's blood spattered, his skin and flesh cracked, and the strange light gradually faded from his eyes.
