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Chapter 204 The Price

What? And!

Hearing his calm voice, Wei Zhentang and others felt their minds tremble.

The Great Yan Futu Palm just now, and the blood in his body instantly slapped, causing the internal energy to be almost unable to operate. If he had another palm, he would probably have only half his life left if he didn't die!

Thinking of this, everyone ran towards the distance like crazy.

"The Black Ice Frost Technique!"

However, before taking a few steps, everyone was stunned because another cold shout suddenly sounded in the audience.

Click!

Immediately after this clear drink, everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, because they suddenly found that the ground under their feet made a series of crackling sounds at this moment.

Then, like water waves swept across, a layer of light blue...frost actually condensed on the ground, but in just a few breaths, it covered the entire riverside, making this place an ice field instantly.

sough!

After the formation of the ice field, frost flowers with crystal white light suddenly fell from the sky, looking light and elegant, giving people a dreamy beauty.

But before Wei Zhentang and others could even wonder, their pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw those frost flowers that looked light and flowing, suddenly soaring as they fell beside me and others, like darts, brushing across my body hard, leaving behind hideous marks, bringing terrifying pain.

Under the cover of countless frost flowers, I had nowhere to escape. I could only watch the frost flowers that exuded terrifying murderous aura crossed my cheeks, arms, legs... leaving bloody wounds.

"Ahhhh!"

Almost in an instant, miserable howls resounded throughout the audience. The scene that was as romantic as a dream the moment ago became a Shura field.

hiss!

Looking at this terrifying scene, opposite the moat, the monk ignored the air conditioner and took a breath.

At this moment, they had already fully understood that the scene just now was not their own illusion, but that Chen Liuyun really had magical powers.

Looking at Chen Fan, who was still calm in the center of the Ice Field, everyone couldn't help swallowing.

And in the field, after a period of time that seemed to be invisible, the ice field gradually dissipated and frost no longer fell in the sky.

But the appearance of Wei Zhentang and others made the monks opposite the moat take a breath of air.

They all collapsed on the ground with a grimy face, covered in blood and blood, and their eyes were extremely dim. Seeing that the terrible magic finally stopped, they were stunned and then fell to Chen Fan.

"Master Dao...I...know that I'm wrong!"

"Master Chen... let us go...ah...right!"

"Don't...stop hitting...I...I can't stand it anymore!"

A series of miserable begging came, and the children of Chu Heyang and other major forces burst into tears, and their voices were like blood. Even Wei Zhentang and others were filled with fear and no longer had a trace of arrogance.

Until now, they finally understood how terrifying they had been provoking.

When I remembered that I and others wanted to surround him and killed him before, I felt bitter and hoped that Chen Fan could let him go.

However, listening to their voices, Chen Fan remained calm and looked at Wei Zhentang and said lightly: "Young Master Wei, you used three spells to deal with me just now. Now, I will give you three more, and there is still one less."

"No!"

Hearing the sound that seemed to come from hell, Chu Heyang and others shouted wildly, and at the same time, they looked at Wei Zhentang and the other two with resentment.

If these bastards hadn't used so many spells to deal with Chen Fan just now, I'm afraid the fate of them would have been slightly better for them.

But at this moment, it's too late to say anything!

Because at the next moment, Chen Fan's hands had risen out and formed a circle. Then everyone saw that in the circle, a black mist slowly lingered around, forming a black hole-like vortex.

Bang bang bang bang!

Then, everyone's eyes narrowed, because from the vortex, there were suddenly a series of crisp collision sounds, and then countless black chains burst out from it.

The chains were as thick as arms, and their bodies were filled with a cold black luster. A cold murderous aura filled them, which was several times more terrifying than the blood chains that Wei Zhentang and the other four had just used.

"Black vortex lock demon chain!"

At the same time, a faint voice also emerged from Chen Fan's mouth.

Bang!

As soon as the words were finished, the chains suddenly burst out. In the terrified eyes of Wei Zhentang and others, they came to them in the blink of an eye.

As soon as everyone reached out to resist, they found that they had been tied up by one of the chains, hanging in the air like a chicken, and a terrifying force made them unable to resist at all.

Under the hazy moonlight, Chen Fan's hands turned into circles, and a black vortex kept rotating. Dozens of black chains burst out from it, and nearly thirty monks were tied into the air.

This scene directly made the monks opposite the moat silent, but just looked at Chen Fan, who seemed like a god and a demon at the moment, muttered faintly in his heart: "Devil!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

In the field, Wei Zhentang and others, who were tied in the air by chains, looked dead and their eyes were filled with deep despair.

They clearly felt that as long as Chen Fan was willing, he would die in the next moment.

When everyone thought of this, they couldn't help but tremble.

However, just when everyone thought they would die, they suddenly felt that the black chain suddenly dissipated, and then they fell to the ground in a mess.

They were stunned at first, then a hint of ecstasy appeared on their faces.

No matter why Chen Liuyun suddenly stopped, at least he saved his life temporarily!

Thinking of this, they all looked up.

Under the moonlight, Chen Fan's white clothes were floating, his hands were standing with his back, staring at him and others indifferently, and spoke slowly.

"Are you waiting, do you accept it?"

Listening to the solemn voice, Chu Heyang and others were stunned for a moment, then nodded wildly and said, "Accompany! I'm waiting!"

After walking on the brink of death, they already realized that they had completely fallen today. If they don’t give in at this time, they may not have a chance to give in.

"Wait, do you still want me to die without a place to bury?"

Looking at their kowtows like pounding garlic, Chen Fan looked calm and continued to ask.

"I dare not! I dare not! We dare not! We dare not again!" This time, Qi Wanfeng shouted first, only to see his blood all over his body and his voice trembled.

Looking at his miserable appearance, many monks sighed secretly on the other side of the moat.

Although the Fire Dan Sect cannot be considered a top force in the southern cultivation world, Qi Wanfeng is still the leader of a sect, and has fallen to such a level.

However, looking at his miserable appearance, Chen Fan was silent, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and then looked at everyone in the audience.

"Then you wait, are you willing to pay the price?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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