Divine Magic Doctor

Su Ming patted his storage bag. The Black Absolute Saber was already in his hand.    

Chen Fan and Hu Zhiwei looked at each other and took out their respective treasures.    

Chen Fan injected his spiritual energy into the awl in front of him. He looked at Hu Zhiwei with disdain.    

"Junior Hu, if you're not confident, you don't have to do anything." Chen Fan said coldly, "Don't drag me and Senior Tian Qing down with you."    

Hu Zhiwei's face turned green when he heard that.    

At this moment, Su Ming would not give them the chance to chat like this. Hei Jue poured his spiritual energy into his blade and a huge astral blade slashed down, not holding back at all.    

Hu Zhiwei was nothing to be afraid of. However, Chen Fan's strength could not be underestimated. Although Su Ming was no longer the Kid who had just entered the cultivation world a few months ago, Chen Fan's strength was still a level higher than his.    

However, that was only a level higher.    

The two treasures clashed. Chen Fan actually felt a hint of pressure.    

"What exactly is this kid's cultivation base?!" Chen Fan gritted his teeth.    

Su Ming was one of the disciples he had guided up the mountain, and the aura that emanated from him in such a short period of time was enough to shock Chen Fan. No matter what, his Qi was only at the standard of the fourth level of Qi Refinement. He was a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refinement. How could he deal with such a difficult situation?    

"That's right" Chen Fan muttered to Su Ming, "With your strength, defeating Chu Long is nothing!"    

At that moment, Chen Fan slapped his storage bag at his waist, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand.    

This talisman paper looked ordinary, and it was wrinkled. The material seemed very cheap and thin, as if it would shatter in the next second.    

However, this talisman paper gave Su Ming an unprecedented sense of crisis.    

This sense of danger was not lower than Hu Tianqing, who was fighting with Sun Bugui and Li Qiye in the sky.    

"I'll let you experience my newly acquired ability!"    

Chen Fan shouted. With the infusion of spiritual energy, the yellow talisman paper in his hand lit up and instantly turned into a golden flying sword.    

Although it was called a flying sword, it did not have a physical body. It was like a screen of light.    

"Quick!"    

Chen Fan gave the order, and the flying sword pierced towards Su Ming with a shocking force.    

Su Ming quickly retreated. Hei Jue slashed down with his saber, and the astral blade collided with the flying sword.    

However, in the next second, something shocking happened to Su Ming. The astral blade actually passed through the flying sword and struck the huge rock behind it.    

"Boom!"    

The giant rock instantly shattered under this strike, turning into tiny dust!    

When Chen Fan saw this scene from the horizon, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "What a domineering blade aura. It's a pity that it's useless against my talisman treasure!"    

At this moment, Su Ming also saw the clues.    

Formless and formless, only attacking and not defending!    

This flying sword gave up all defense. Any attack in front of it would turn into an invisible body. In other words, Su Ming was unable to stop the attack of this flying sword.    

Even an idiot could see the astonishing power from the golden sword radiance. Even Su Ming's body, which had been strengthened by the Ancient God, could not withstand a single attack.    

At this moment, Hu Ziwei moved. His magic treasure was a folding fan. With a wave of his hand, several small tornadoes appeared behind Su Ming, blocking his escape route.    

Seeing the crisis, Jiang Qing, who had not made a move yet, also moved.    

Although it was not easy for him to fight, he would not be at the mercy of others!    

He muttered to himself and formed a seal with his hand. A huge centipede broke out of the ground and bit towards Hu Zhiwei.    

The centipede's body was covered in black characters. Its mouth was wide open, and there was a green glow flickering within it. It must be carrying a deadly poison in its hand.    

Hu Zhiwei's maintenance was not very high. If he was bitten by this centipede, he would lose half of his life. Immediately, he withdrew his folding fan and passively defended against the centipede's attack.    

Chen Fan glanced at the battle between Hu Tianqing and the rest. He discovered that the three of them were currently in a stalemate. From the looks of it, Hu Tianqing still seemed to have gained a upper hand. However, he did not gain much of an advantage!    

Regarding this, Chen Fan became even more irritated. He was anxious to break away from the battle and help Hu Tianqing.    

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto his fingers, which were rapidly forming seals. Following his movements, the speed of the flying sword chasing after Su Ming increased by more than double.    

Su Ming frowned and placed his hand on his storage bag.    

If he wanted to rely on his current abilities, not to mention defeating Chen Fan, even protecting himself would be a problem. He had to reveal some of his trump cards.    

The Immortal Slaying Sword focused on attacking. Su Ming wasn't sure if it would work against this sword of light that ignored all attacks. If he went around the sword of light and attacked Chen Fan's body, it would be too difficult.    

Thinking of this, Su Ming decisively took out his Fog Bead!    

"I'll bet on it."    

Su Ming formed a seal with his hand and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Fog Bead. In an instant, the sky was filled with green fog that enveloped the surroundings.    

The area was so large that it even enveloped Hu Tianqing and the others in the horizon.    

"What is this thing?!"    

Everyone was shocked. At this moment, let alone Chen Fan, even Hu Tianqing felt an intense sense of crisis!    

The green fog filled the field. The light sword that had been biting Su Ming to death suddenly stopped as if it had lost its target.    

A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. He had made the right bet. This flying sword could still attack with its own aura even when Chen Fan's vision was obscured.    

However, this fog was no longer something that Chen Fan and the others could easily see through.    

At this moment, the fog could not be seen through with the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment Qi Refinement cultivator!    

Chen Fan's face was ashen. Under the layers of thick fog, he had completely lost track of Su Ming.    

Unable to do anything, he could only call back the light sword. The light sword returned to Chen Fan's hand and transformed into a talisman paper.    

At this moment, let alone continuing to search for Su Ming, even walking out of the fog was quite difficult.    

His figure moved quickly in the fog. He originally thought that Su Ming's strength was... The fog he summoned couldn't be too big. As long as he moved in one direction... Soon, he would be able to get out of this strange fog. However, a few dozen breaths of time had passed... Even with Chen Fan's speed, he was still unable to get out of the mist.    

Chen Fan's face grew more and more unsightly, and a bit of shock could be seen on his face.    

Just how big was the mist that this kid had created? It was something that no Qi Cultivation Cultivator could do!    

What he didn't know was that although the fog created by Su Ming's Fog Bead wasn't small, it definitely wasn't to the extent that Chen Fan had imagined it to be.    

The reason why Chen Fan was unable to walk out of the fog was because of the influence of the fog. All along, Chen Fan had not walked in a straight line in the fog. Instead, he paced back and forth like a headless fly.    

At the same time, the screams of vengeful spirits echoed in the air.    

At that moment, Chen Fan's back was drenched in cold sweat. An unprecedented sense of danger rose up in his heart!