The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1021: : Powerful Shen Fan

"This is not good. Since it is a discussion, I will naturally have some color. This halberd is considered a trophy I won." Huangfu Yunchuan said with a smile, without any intention of returning the halberd.

Ying Xinghe looked ugly, his eyes fixed on Huangfu Yunchuan, he wanted to leave this **** place immediately, and he was reluctant to bear his halberd.

After all, that halberd is an extremely valuable weapon, containing the remnant soul of the ancient beast, and it fits with a drop of demon blood in one's body, and can exert twelve points of power.

If you lose this halberd, your ability to win Galaxy will be greatly reduced.

Besides, even if you don't even return your weapons, you lose too much face. Even if you lose to this Huangfu Yunchuan, you still have to ask for your weapons back.

"Why? Qin is rich in resources, wealth and wealth, can't even bear a weapon?" Wang Qingsong sneered.

Several royal masters saw that the other party was unwilling to return, so they looked at each other and they wanted to take action together to force Huangfu Yunchuan to return the halberd.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he immediately stepped forward, without any fear, his whole body was full of momentum, and he actually suppressed the few royal masters.

At this moment, Ping Bei Wang and others felt even more sinking.

Obviously, Wang Qingsong is also a hidden powerhouse, and his aura alone is enough to suppress those royal powerhouses, which shows that he was quite hidden when the North King of Heping met.

Of course, King Pingbei didn't use all his strength, it was just a test.

"If you want a halberd, it is very simple. As long as someone among you arrogances can defeat me, the halberd will be returned to you." Huangfu Yunchuan said.

Win Xinghe was furious and wanted to fight Huangfu Yunchuan again, but saw a person rushing out, before Win Xinghe.

"It's Shen Fan!" Someone exclaimed, even more excited and excited.

Shen Fan, the one-armed man, came out more and more, with an indifferent expression and vicissitudes of life, with a pair of eyes calmly watching Huangfu Yunchuan.

Seeing Shen Fan playing, King Pingbei and others settled down in their hearts. With the strength that Shen Fan showed in the Tianjiao battle, it was very reassuring.

Although Ying Xinghe lost to Huangfu Yunchuan, if Shen Fan made a move, he might have a great chance to defeat the opponent.

Of course, it is only possible. After all, Huangfu Yunchuan's strength is also quite strong, and defeating Ying Xinghe is the best proof.

"Are there no people in the Nine Kingdoms? Actually let a half-worn man play?" Huangfu Yunchuan looked at Shen Fan, stared at Shen Fan's empty right arm, and then said in surprise.

"Your words are too much." Shen Fan said indifferently, the long sword unsheathed behind his back and held it on his left hand.

Almost the moment when Shen Fan was holding the long sword, his figure had appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan.

"So fast!" Huangfu Yunchuan was startled, turning around to point out.

The brushstroke is vigorous and powerful, as if a calligrapher is slamming Fang Qiu, unimpededly hitting Shen Fan's sword.

The conflict between the edge of the pen and the edge of the sword, the pen and ink are swayed, and the sword energy is violent. Suddenly, the sea continues to explode, and the frantic aura swept all over.

Huangfu Yunchuan retreated, Shen Fan remained motionless, his expression still indifferent, as if completely ignoring his opponent.

This scene caused everyone in Haiyue City to applaud and felt particularly excited.

Wang Qingsong frowned, faintly feeling a little bad.

As for the girl, she tilted her head and looked at it with a bit of interest.

"Not bad." The girl said, she didn't know whether she was evaluating Shen Fan or the fight between the two.

"What a fast sword!" Huangfu Yunchuan said with a narrow smile.

Shen Fan didn't say a word, appeared very silent, and shot again, the sword went gusty, as fast as thunder.

The pen in Huangfu Yunchuan's hand is connected in front of him, and the ink is splashed, turning it into a big seal.

"Suppression!" Dayin whizzed out, heading straight to Shen Fan, with an amazing momentum.

Unfortunately, Shen Fan was too fast. In a flash, Shen Fan's figure disappeared.

Detecting the crisis, Huangfu Yunchuan dodged directly to his side without looking back.

A sword swept past Huangfu Yunchuan's shoulders dangerously and dangerously, cutting Huangfu Yunchuan's clothes apart, almost cutting off his shoulders.

At this moment, Huangfu Yunchuan was so shocked that he was covered in cold sweat, and finally realized that the opponent in front of him was not an ordinary blanket, and it was more difficult to deal with than the fierce and violent Winning Galaxy.

Wang Qingsong looked worried when seeing Huangfu Yunchuan being suppressed. He knew the strengths and weaknesses of Confucian martial artists.

The Confucian school has some means to deal with a face-to-face, fierce and domineering opponent like Winning Galaxy.

But when dealing with opponents like Shen Fan, who are so frightening in their body skills or sword skills, Confucian martial artists can hardly handle it.

This is not an opponent they are good at.

But even if you are not good at it, it is impossible to choose an opponent for you. No matter who the opponent is, you must fight and defeat.

Huangfu Yunchuan took out the inkstone again, and wanted to defeat his opponent with the strange ink in the inkstone.

"Be careful~" Everyone in Haiyue City reminded them. After seeing the terrible ink, they didn't want to see that Shen Fan was also defeated.

The ink has turned into a wave of ink, and it has a larger range than when it was against Winning Galaxy. It swept in and enveloped Shen Fan in all directions.

This is to make Shen Fan nowhere to hide, and limit his undefeatable figure.

Shen Fan remained indifferent, his spiritual eyes opened, and the light was shining, causing the ink wave to slow down.

Taking this opportunity, Shen Fan walked away and left the area covered by Mo Lang.

"Okay!" Seeing this, everyone in Haiyue City applauded.

And Huangfu Yunchuan's face is even more ugly.

"Go!" The inkstone floating in front of you flew out, and a curtain of light fell over Shen Fan.

Shen Fan's body shape was immediately restrained, and he felt like he was trapped in a mud, unable to move.

"You lost!" Huangfu Yunchuan said coldly, and the stroke of the pen struck Shen Fan to establish the victory.

But at this moment ~IndoMTL.com~ the situation changed again.

The sword in Shen Fan's hand suddenly exploded with an astonishing aura and went straight into the sky.

Dang!

The long sword slashed fiercely on the inkstone, and the inkstone was shot down as the sword energy surged.

Shen Fan resumed his actions, and appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan in a flash. The empty sleeve of his right arm was tightly bound to Huangfu Yunchuan's neck.

In this scene, Wang Qingsong suddenly changed color, and everyone in Haiyue City was applauded.

Huangfu Yunchuan felt it hard to breathe, and his throat was tightly wrapped around Shen Fan's sleeves.

He has no doubt that as long as he makes any changes, this person will squeeze his throat.

At this time, the long sword flew back and inserted it into Shen Fan's back sword pocket.

The only left hand of Shen Fan held the downed inkstone.