Shi Jian finally arrived at the peak.
He raised his head to look at the signboard outside the independent courtyard. He looked at the tightly shut door and knocked on it first.
"Come in!"
A faint voice came from inside.
Shi Jian walked in and saw a young man in a black and white Daoist robe sitting on a brown chair, leisurely basking in the sun.
The golden sunlight shone on his face, as if it was plated with a layer of gold.
At the same time, he held a teacup in his hand and leisurely took a sip of tea. His face revealed an expression of enjoyment.
"Good tea!"
After drinking his tea, Chen Fan picked up a book and started reading calmly.
Shi Jian didn't dare to be careless. He bowed respectfully and said,"Eldest Senior Brother, Shi Jian has come to challenge you.”
Although it was a challenge, he still said that he was not as good as Chen Fan.
Chen Fan continued reading as if he hadn't heard what Shi Jian said.
Shi Jian was suspicious. He didn't believe that Chen Fan hadn't heard him.
Since the etiquette and words had been said, he could also make a move.
He was about ten meters away from Chen Fan, and he walked over step by step.
Chen Fan was just an ordinary person in his eyes, and he could not sense any Chen Fan's aura.
However, he knew that Chen Fan was stronger than he had imagined.
Therefore, he was very careful as he walked. Every step he took toward Chen Fan, his skin tensed up and he was ready to attack.
However, just as he walked five meters away, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He did not move at all, and the fine Han River flowed down his face.
With his overbearing personality, he even swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
There was something called fear in his eyes.
He saw nine True Dragons surrounding Chen Fan and each of them gave off an unimaginably terrifying aura.
Wherever his gaze landed, he could faintly sense that these true dragons were all condensed from sword qi.
The pressure it gave him was simply greater than the pressure of facing a foundation establishment state expert.
He felt his scalp go numb, and he couldn't control it.
His body betrayed his will. He didn't move at all, as if he was frozen.
"Slash!"
He seemed to hear someone coldly spit out this word.
Immediately after, a beam of dazzling sword light charged towards him.
In an instant.
Heaven and earth lost their sound!
He couldn't hear anything.
All they could see was an indescribable sword light cutting through the sky.
Everything in front of him and the voice in his ears seemed to have disappeared in an instant, leaving only this dazzling light.
Time seemed to have slowed down, and the world seemed to have stopped.
Then, everything around him quickly returned to normal.
Shi Jian seemed to have woken up from a dream, but the stunning sword light had already disappeared.
The nine sword dragons around Chen Fan also disappeared.
Everything that had happened just now had never happened.
However, Chen Fan knew that if he had really attacked, he would have been killed by the unstoppable sword light.
This was Chen Fan's warning to himself and also indirectly telling himself the gap between him and him.
He also wanted to give him some face in front of the disciples of Mao Mountain.
"Eldest Senior Brother, although I'm not as good as you, I still want to try fighting with you and see the elegance of that sword.”
Shi Jian wasn't scared and continued to walk toward Chen Fan.
At this moment, nine Sword Dragons appeared on Chen Fan's body and let out a sword cry in the sky. The world shook and thousands of swords moved.
Shi Jian gritted his teeth and took another step forward, but he didn't land easily.
This kind of pressure was too strong, making the muscles all over his body tense up, and he almost couldn't say a word.
He gritted his teeth and stomped on the ground, finally taking another step forward.
However, this step used up almost all of his strength, making Shi Guang sweat profusely.
When he was three meters away from Chen Fan, Shi Jian suppressed the fear in his heart and walked forward for about a meter.
One meter felt like a year to him, and his vision became blurry, as if he couldn't see Chen Fan's face clearly.
His body was also like a fallen leaf in the wind, ready to wither and be torn apart by the wind at any time.
……………
In the sky.
The Xuanling Sect Master and the elders were silent.
"This is…fifty percent of the Regal Sword Intent!”
The moment these words fell.
The elders 'eyeballs were about to pop out.
It was as if someone was strangling their necks.
To improve sword essence by 20% in five years was simply a fantasy to everyone.
Xuanling Sect Leader and Third Elder knew what this meant.
Even the most outstanding sword cultivator of the ancient times, Mao Mountain, had used ten years to improve his sword essence by 10%, which was shocking.
It was really too difficult to improve sword intent. Without special opportunities, it was like ants climbing a mountain or water dripping through a stone. It would take days and months to accumulate.
However, Chen Fan's Sword Essence was like eating and drinking water.
"It's said that the fifth level of Taishao Sword Intent can create illusions in the void and suppress people with force.”
The third elder's gaze was complicated as he slowly spoke. His voice was mixed with shock.
"That's right! It's too terrifying. Sword intent is invincible!"
"He really is the Qilin son of Mao Mountain!"
"Looks like we were wrong. Shi Jian doesn't even have the right to ask Lil Fan to help!”
“……………”
The elders discussed and shifted their gazes to the bottom.
Shi Jian was only a meter away from Chen Fan. He could feel that there was someone in front of him, but his vision was getting blurry and he could barely see anything.
He couldn't do anything even if he wanted to.
His entire body was like a deflated ball. His muscles were sore, his eyes were sore, and he did not even have the strength to use his magic power.
He was drenched in sweat.
Sweat stuck to his body and was very sticky.
"I don't even have the right to ask Eldest Senior Brother to attack?”
Shi Jian had accepted his fate. He knew the gap between him and this person.
Originally, he thought that he had a chance to take back the position of Eldest Senior Brother. Now that he thought about it, it was really ridiculous.
Even though he was at the seventh level of the Qi Cultivating Stage, he was still too weak in front of Chen Fan.
Fortunately, Chen Fan didn't fight him, otherwise, he would have been killed by Chen Fan.
Shi Jian was overwhelmed with shock and despair.
The gap between him and Chen Fan was so big that it would only widen as time passed.
"I'm convinced!"
Shi Jian admitted defeat.
A second after he finished speaking.
The overwhelming pressure on his body dissipated, and his vision was no longer as blurry.
Not far away, Chen Fan was still reading a book. His expression and movements were the same as when he first saw Chen Fan.
What kind of confidence and boldness was this?
"Compared to Eldest Senior Brother, I'm like a firefly to the bright moon. The difference is too great!!”
Shi Jian sighed in his heart.
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