章節 202: Treasure-Dropping Coin's First Majestic Presence_2

"Heaven blesses Confucian-Mo, Treasure Fan exterminates demons!"

Xu Yuan's gaze was icy, and without hesitation, he sliced through his neck with a sword.

Even after death, his cry still echoed in the valley.

At that moment, the figure on the Treasure Fan also became whole, opening its eyes.

"Confucian-Mo Pavilion's lad, your wish has been received, rest assured, your death... is valuable."

The figure took a deep breath, a cruel smile appearing on its face.

Subsequently, one after another, paintings began to unfold on the fan.

"Wind Rolls the Remnants of Clouds."

With a point of its hand, a giant tornado connecting heaven and earth began to form with a howling sound.

Xu Yuan watched intently, sensing a strong feeling of crisis emanating from it.

This casual strike from the True Spirit of the Primordial Spirit actually possessed the might of the Primordial Spirit stage.

However, even so, his face still did not show too much panic.