Defeated in a Blink

Nine was too few?

Even Xiao Hong was astonished after hearing what Chen Fan said.

The nine elites of the Longevity Roll stood in the sky with their True Essence surging to the limit, as if there were nine suns. Some of them were cold like ghosts, some roared like fiends, some were surrounded by Sword Qi and some had a bright blade aura. The weakest one among them was a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator, while their leader, Xiao Hong, was unpredictable and had already become a Half Heavenly Lord.

When nine elites worked together, even the old cultivators like Lin Shan or the Sect Master of the Ghost Underworld Sect might not be able to win.

But Chen Fan thought he didn't have enough opponents.

"Haha, Elixir Monarch Chen, are you saying this just because you're scared?" Lin Xiao mocked Chen Fan.

"Who said you could talk?"

Chen Fan grunted and swayed his hand.

"Slap!"