Qin Fan could feel that the aura on the giant hammer suddenly became much weaker.
"Are you merciful? Humph, I saved your own life!"
As Qin Fan waved his hand, a green light rose into the sky.
The green light seemed insignificant in front of the flashing Mjolnir, but there was an aura that could not be ignored and spread rapidly around.
"This sword seems interesting, doesn't it?"
Some people saw the clues and secretly guessed while touching their chins.
"Hmph, although this sword is very strong, it is still vulnerable to Thor's hammer."
"That's not necessarily the case. I feel like this sword is very simple!"
Wang Dachui was the first to bear the brunt, and was most deeply impressed by the power of Qin Fan's sword.
The proud sneer on his face suddenly froze, and he looked at Qin Fan in disbelief.
"This sword...this sword..."
He didn't know how to describe Qin Fan's sword, because there were no words to express the shock in his heart at this moment.
Even that careless sword exerted such power that it shocked Wang Dachui incomprehensibly.
"No, I don't believe it! How can such a young boy be more powerful than my Mjolnir with a casual sword!"
"Ahhh!"
Wang Dachui no longer retained it, and the power he had just withdrawn was doubled and input into the magic weapon again.
The lightning around Thor's hammer expanded again, and it slammed down with a brilliant power of destruction.
puff!
A sound like a blade piercing a membrane rang in everyone's ears.
In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, the mighty Mjolnir was directly penetrated by that tiny cyan sword light.
Moreover, the green light continued unabated and directly hit Wang Dachui in mid-air.
"No, this is impossible!" Wang Dachui roared in horror, and hurriedly put his arms in front of him to protect himself. The spiritual power in his body turned into a silver light shield, blocking the flying cyan sword light.
boom!
The green sword light hit Wang Dachui's chest hard, knocking him away and spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.
If he hadn't been merciful just now and allowed Qin Fan to reciprocate his kindness, this sword might have killed him.
The whole place was silent.
Everyone looked at Qin Fan in horror.
"Who else is coming?"
Qin Fan glanced at everyone and asked calmly.
Everyone actually took a step back at the same time.
"X-Xiao Tianjun!"
"How is this possible! How old is he!"
After a while, someone finally exclaimed.
When a monk reaches the golden elixir realm, his strength will enter a new realm and become a truly transcendent existence.
Therefore, people respect monks in the golden elixir realm as Tianjun.
And Xiao Tianjun is the honorific title given to those who are half-step golden elixir experts.
Qin Fan was able to defeat Wang Dachui, who was at the peak of the Divine Realm, but did not show the aura of the Golden Core Realm. Obviously, his strength should be half-step to the Golden Core.
Therefore, everyone thought that he was a little heavenly king.
"Little Heavenly Lord? Haha!" Qin Fan heard Xuanyuan Po talk about the titles of monks in various realms and understood the meaning of Little Heavenly Lord.
It's just that he is not Xiao Tianjun. The fourth realm of Wan Jian Jue is the Sword Control Realm, which corresponds to the Golden Core Realm among the Nine Realms of Immortal Cultivation.
What's more, his strength is far from comparable to ordinary Jindan realm.
"It's unbelievable! He turned out to be a little heavenly king!" Yan Hongye was shocked and overjoyed. She always felt grateful to Qin Fan in her heart.
Seeing that Qin Fan was so powerful, even reaching the level of Little Heavenly Lord, he had the ability to protect himself even when facing so many people.
"Xiao Tianjun, this kid is really hiding deep!" Yang Hua's face was a little ugly, especially when he thought about how he kept saying that he wanted to help Qin Fan complete the mission just before setting off, his face felt hot.
How can such a dignified little Tianjun need the help of a person who has just entered the realm of divine connection?
Long Haoran's face finally showed a look of surprise.
"Xiao Tianjun, it's interesting!"
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be a talent!"
"Let's do this. I'll give you a chance. Now if you go back, I can pretend that what just happened never happened. These monsters also have your share."
"What do you think?"
It was obvious that Long Haoran was actively extending an olive branch to Qin Fan, and even seemed to be deliberately trying to please him.
Although the people around him were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to say anything due to Qin Fan's strength.
Hearing Long Haoran's conditions, Yang Hua looked envious and jealous: "I can't believe that Long Haoran is so generous in order to win over talents!"
"You're taking advantage of this guy!"
Yan Hongye didn't have as many tricks as him, and was really happy for Qin Fan: "Great, now Qin Fan is not only fine, but he can also get the demon clan's inner elixir to complete the mission!"
"But why is he still standing there? Just agree!"
Qin Fan spoke slowly, but it was not the words Yan Hongye wanted to hear, but the answer she couldn't figure out even after racking her brain.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"Are you worthy?"
Everyone was stunned.
Many people who were unbalanced just now suddenly became happy.
"Haha, he actually refused! Did I hear that right?"
"You heard me right. Not only did he reject Mr. Long's kindness, he also humiliated him."
"This kid, is he really tired of living?"
Long Haoran's face also became extremely ugly. He rarely took the initiative to show kindness to others. Unexpectedly, he was not only rejected, but also severely humiliated in public.
"You're looking for death!"
A powerful breath burst out from Long Haoran's body.
Feeling this aura, everyone was shocked again!
"This is the Golden Core Realm!"
"Young Master Long is actually a heavenly king!"
"Oh my God, this is incredible!"
Behind Qin Fan, an old woman from the demon race suddenly said: "Young man, let's go. I didn't expect that there are people as kind as you among the human race. There are too many of them, and you can't defeat them. Good people shouldn’t die here.”
"Yes, although I have always hated humans, they killed my parents, but you are the first human I am grateful for, and you should not die here."
A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old walked forward, looked at Qin Fan with a complicated expression and said.
Qin Fan saw the complicated emotions in their hearts from their faces.
They hated the human race for their brutal killing, but they were grateful to Qin Fan who risked his life to protect them.
"Want to leave now? It's too late!" Long Haoran sneered, and eight scimitars slowly appeared from behind.
Each scimitar exudes a terrifying aura.
"You, a traitor to the human race, must die here today."
Qin Fan turned around and sneered: "Leave? Who said I was leaving?"
"Only you are worthy?"
"Go to hell!" Long Haoran waved his hand, and eight scimitars shot out quickly.
Wherever the scimitar passed, the space seemed to be split, making a harsh sonic boom.
Obviously, these eight scimitars are definitely extraordinary, at least they are the best magical weapons.
"Hmph!" Qin Fan snorted coldly and swept across with his sword.
There was a clanging sound, and all eight scimitars were knocked to the ground.
"How is that possible!" Long Haoran was shocked.
Although this was not his strongest attack, it was still his most powerful attack, yet it was blocked so easily by Qin Fan.
"It seems that the sword in your hand is not a mortal thing! In that case, I have no choice but to use my strength to crush you!"
