Chapter 40 It's my turn

Apart from everyone's surprise, Fan only felt that his state was unprecedentedly good at this time.

Previously, Duan Fan's cultivation was originally the appearance of the middle of the fifth level of the martial arts realm. After Duan Fan's cultivation for such a long time, regardless of the consumption of the absorption of medium-grade spiritual stones, Duan Fan's cultivation was soon upgraded to the sixth level of the martial arts realm.

The difference between the fifth level of the martial arts realm and the sixth level of the martial arts realm is not ordinary. At this time, Duan Fan only feels that he is more than twice as strong as before.

Moreover, with the improvement of Duan Fan's cultivation, his injuries have also recovered, and now there is no problem in exerting all his combat effectiveness.

The only thing that makes Duan Fan depressed is that he has used up almost half of the middle-grade spiritual stone on his body just now for reckless squandering. If you want to improve in the future, I'm afraid you can only use the elixir left in his storage ring.

At this time, Duan Fan stood up slowly and shook the dust on his body, as if nothing had happened.

"You...little bastard, what's your cultivation?"

Yu Xian did not pay attention to Duan Fan's cultivation at the beginning, but at this time he noticed that when he saw that Duan Fan's cultivation was raised to the sixth level of the martial arts, Yu Xian almost fell to the ground.

"Nima, is this still a human? After being beaten, he was promoted to a higher level. Do you still want to live?

At this time, Yu Xian was afraid of Duan Fan, and the idea of killing Duan Fan became stronger.

Duan Fan waved the golden sword in his hand and glanced at Yu Xian slightly. Isn't it unexpected?"

"It's an accident, it's really unexpected!"

The people present nodded and wanted to know why Duan Fan's cultivation was improved in a short time.

Yu Xian's eyes also stared at Duan Fan, and his eyes were murderous. In that way, it seemed that as long as Duan Fan said a wrong word, he would not hesitate to kill Duan Fan.

"I won't tell you." The corners of Duan Fan's mouth made a cruel curvature.

"You..." Yu Xian was suddenly angry. He didn't want to wait anymore, so he wanted to use thunderous means to kill Duan Fan.

However, at this time, Yu Zhidie, who was beside him, suddenly stood up and said, "Duan Fan, I think you just used the spiritual stone to practice and improve your cultivation?"

When Yu Zhidie said this, her eyes kept looking at the place where Duan Fan had just lying. She didn't know when there was a lot of powder there. The clear eye knew at a glance that this pile of powder was the result of the absorption of the aura in the spirit stone.

The people present were not fools. At this time, they also looked at the pile of powder and guessed a rough idea in their hearts.

However, immediately, the faces of the people present showed surprise again. Nothing else. Duan Fan can still practice when he is severely beaten. Can ordinary people do this? Impossible, ordinary people can't do it at all. Is there any secret in Duan Fan?

For a moment, everyone present looked at Duan Fan, and his eyes were full of heat.

"Yes, I just practiced and improved my cultivation by one level." Duan Fan did not hide it, but admitted it generously.

As for the consequences of admitting, Duan Fan didn't think about it. At worst, he would start killing and kill people.

"Okay, okay, I told you why you can suddenly practice, and the cultivation speed is still so fast." Yu Xian looked at Duan Fan with a gloomy face and said word by word, "If I guess correctly, you can practice. It should be related to that black stone, right?"

After saying that, Yu Xian's eyes stared at Duan Fan's eyes. He wanted to see the answer from Duan Fan's eyes.

However, what puzzled Yu Xian was that Duan Fan's eyes did not flash, and he also stared at him.

"Old man, if I say no, I'm afraid you won't believe it." Duan Fan's vague words were to confuse Yu Xian and others.

"Well, isn't it? Wait for me to capture and suppress you as a little bastard, and then you can find out your secret."

Yu Xian is not willing to waste more time at this time. If he doesn't know how to improve his cultivation, he may not be able to suppress Duan Fan.

"Huh, old man, it's my turn this time."

Duan Fan was beaten by Yu Xian just now. If Yu Xian hadn't killed him in order to vent his anger, he would have been a dead man by now.

While talking, Duan Fan has poured his whole body into the golden sword. The golden sword suddenly became golden, and the golden light lit up Duan Fan's whole body, looking majestic and domineering.

"Cut!"

As the words fell, the golden sword fiercely cut at the top of Yu Xian's head.

"Bastard, how can your bastard's strength improve so much?"

Yu Xian felt the great power from the golden sword and was shocked. He felt that he would be injured if he took this sword.

At present, Yu Xian no longer cares about face, so he took out a medium-sized treasure from his storage ring and greeted Duan Fan's golden sword.

When, choking.

A violent impact sound came, and Duan Fan and Yu Xian both took a step back.

"Come again." Duan Fan spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva and once again killed Yu Xian.

"Bastard, little bastard!" Yu Xian scolded in his heart. In the fight just now, he only felt a shock all over his body. At this time, the qi and blood in his whole body were still churning.

At this time, he saw Duan Fan's aggressive killing again. Yu Xian did not dare to delay and hurriedly took the big knife in his hand.

Dangdang, choking.

With the impact of the treasure, Yu Xian felt that his whole body was about to be shaken away. A mouthful of blood was held in his throat, but he spit it out, which made him very uncomfortable.

Conversely, Duan Fan.

At this time, Duan Fan is getting more and more fierce. He is like a tiger. Every attack, his momentum is extremely fierce and powerful.

The reason for this is that Duan Fan's body is strong enough, and Dantian Zhenyuan is also extremely strong. Not to mention that his Zhenyuan is comparable to Yu Cheng, but compared with Yu Xian, it is not much different.

"Puff!"

Finally, Yu Xian couldn't hold on, and a mouthful of blood in his throat finally spit out.

It's just that after Yu Xian spit out this mouthful of blood, his combat power has dropped by more than half.

People are like this. No matter what you do, as long as you hold your breath and hold on, you will carry it, but if you don't hold your breath, it will be like a deflated ball, and it will wither in an instant.

This is the situation of Yu Xian at this time.

Although Duan Fan has little combat experience, he will seize the opportunity at this time. Just as Yu Xian was discouraged, his hand holding the golden sword suddenly cut Yu Xian's chest.

creak.

A harsh sound came, and a huge wound appeared on Yu Xian's chest. Blood sprayed out in an instant, and even Duan Fan could see that several ribs on Yu Xian's chest were almost cut by him.