Chen Pan wanted to fight quickly and decided quickly, and directly activated the 3,600 immortal swords to the extreme, gathered the heavenly sword and slashed it out, preparing to decide the outcome with one move.

And for this terrible sword, the old man just sacrificed a brown energy ring without any pain.

Chen Pan was thinking about what the old man was trying to do, which made him stunned and something unbelievable happened.

The Heavenly Sword with a breath of destruction began to deform less than ten meters above the brown ring, and instantly decomposed, and then collapsed. The collapsed sword energy did not dissipate, but was quickly sucked into the brown ring. In less than two breaths, the entire Heavenly Sword Sutra was like a ball of oxygen, and was sucked clean by the brown ring like nostrils.

"This..." Chen Pan was dumbfounded, even Song Zhe was. That terrible blow was actually resolved in such an understatement.

"I don't believe it anymore, come again!" Chen Pan was furious. The feeling was as if he had already praised Haikou for what to do, but in the end he had not achieved a goal, which made people feel embarrassed and angry.

The second heavenly sword condensed instantly and slashed down again. The old man smiled, and the brown ring was still in the air and did not dissipate. In order to avenge his previous shame, Chen Pan slashed directly at the ring. There was no difference, and he was sucked clean in an instant.

What makes people even more confused is that this brown circle is clearly a heart-transparent circle, and you can see the sky above below, but after the massive sword energy was sucked in, it did not come out of the other end, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"How could this happen!" Chen Pan condensed the third heavenly sword and prepared to slash it.

The old man shook his head: "Can't you change other moves? It's so boring." After saying that, he raised his finger, and the brown ring in the air flew towards the sky and rushed directly towards the three thousand six hundred fairy swords.

Chen Pan's face immediately changed, because the brown ring instantly produced a more terrifying suction force, which not only sucked the newly condensed Tianjian sword energy, but also even targeted his magic weapon.

Chen Pan wanted to control the magic weapon and dodge it, but it was too late. In the face of the terrifying suction of the brown ring, his control over the 3,600 immortal swords was like a slender spider silk, and it broke in an instant. In less than a breath, the 3,600 immortal swords were actually sucked clean by the brown ring and disappeared from their realization.

Not only did it disappear, although it did not cause harm to himself because of the spiritual consciousness in the magic weapon, Chen Pan could not feel any connection with those fairy swords. Those magic weapons seemed to have never appeared.

"There is no sword, you have to change to other moves!" The old man said with a smile that it was terrifying to smile, now it looks even more abominable in Chen Pan's eyes.

After collecting the Yellow River No. 1 seven-colored golden scales and nine dragon scales, Chen Pan himself activated the Pan Jue and the Bo Jue to rush over. The nine-colored dragon scales rotated rapidly like chainsaws, extremely sharp. Although this set of magic weapons is not very powerful when dealing with a large number of enemies, it can only be used as a defense, but the attack power is not weak against such an enemy. In addition, the colorful golden scales emit brilliant light, which is extremely dazzling and more lethal.

On the other side, Chen Pan also punched the dragon fist from another angle directly.

The old man didn't even see the attacks of those magic weapons, and directly activated the brown energy circle to fly over. He was just very interested in Chen Pan's dragon fist, and even praised him: "Yes, such a powerful boxing technique. Unfortunately, there are flaws. If this move can be perfected to the realm of great success, it will shock the world of cultivation in time."

A few words made Chen Pan feel shocked. At this moment, the old man had become an extremely terrible enemy in his eyes. Not taking his attack seriously was not self-esteem, but self-confidence. He had this strength. What's more important is that this ability can tell the level of the magic weapon at a glance, and the problem with his martial arts at a glance.

The Dragon Fist is powerful, but not perfect. Even he himself knows this situation. Judging from the golden immortal tribulation, the power of the perfect Dragon Fist is at least ten times that of the flawed Dragon Fist.

Who is this old man? He is so powerful. Not to mention himself, I am afraid that even if Song Zhe comes to fight, he will probably not get any advantage.

Although he was shocked, he was not afraid of fighting at all. Chen Pan waved the dragon fist and smashed it hard at the old man. At the same time, five hundred Lingxi swords gathered together, and even mixed the order golden needle into it, killing the old man from the other direction.

The old man was stout, and perhaps the close combat was not outstanding. The brown energy ring was too weird to crack. Now he could only pray that he could only release one and give himself a chance to get close.

Facing the attacks coming from three directions at the same time, the old man was not confused at all. The brown energy ring in the air blocked the colorful golden scales and nine dragon scales, and then pointed to the Lingxi sword in the other direction. A brown energy ring the size of a ring appeared at the fingertips, just like the Lingxi sword that was killed by the opponent. With the other hand, he slapped Chen Pan, and a Taoist pattern appeared.

The colorful golden scales and nine dragon scales were instantly sucked away, losing contact with the 3,600 fairy swords. The Lingxi Sword could not escape the bad luck and disappeared into the ring-sized brown energy ring.

Chen Pan was not panicked, but instead activated all the true energy in his body to the extreme and hit the dry palm. At the same time, he sacrificed Yellow River No. 1 again, releasing a large amount of lightning and sword energy at close range.

He was waiting for this moment. Only by attacking everywhere can he have hope to make the other party busy. As long as one attack works, he has hope.

However, before all the attacks of Yellow River 1 fell, he immediately knew that his plan was probably impossible to make up for it, because suddenly, Chen Pan found that the palm that the old man shot out was actually a space pattern emerging around him.

He is not unfamiliar with this pattern. The soul in his body cultivates the space pattern. He has also seen him use the space pattern to surround the water and fire source beads. Although he still cannot understand and comprehend this pattern, he is very familiar with it.

The space Taoist pattern is already a Taoist pattern that only appears in legends. Its power and the more mysterious Taoist pattern of time have been unanimously recognized by everyone. It is said that strong people who practice this Taoist pattern can easily challenge it higher than their level, and it is not impossible to challenge it across several realms.

No wonder this old man and god are there and don’t take himself seriously at all. Not to mention being a Daluo Golden Immortal, I’m afraid that Zhao Lei has reached the quasi-saint realm and has to be very careful when he fights with this old man. According to legend, cultivators who have achieved success in practicing the Dao pattern in space can easily send their opponents to some dangerous spaces, such as the Chaos Energy Zone.

Chen Pan's heart immediately became heavy. It would be extremely difficult to win today.
Chapter completed!