Chen Fan already held his sword, looking at Mo Yunfeng and saying, "I don't have the habit of surrendering. Death is just death!"
Mo Yunfeng shook his head, "In the current situation, if you surrender, you still have a glimmer of hope. If you resist stubbornly, it will only be in vain!"
"Why waste words with him?"
Elder Luan sneered, formed a sword seal with his hand, flicked his finger, and a sword light soared, stabbing towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan blocked with his sword. With a clang, the sword light slanted past, circled in mid-air, and then stabbed straight down.
The sword light was like a startled swan, like a rainbow in the sky, brilliant as lightning.
Chen Fan took a step to dodge.
The sword light adjusted accordingly, never leaving Chen Fan's heavenly spirit.
Chen Fan raised the turtle shell in his hand, blocking this sword.
Seeing Chen Fan using Elder Qu's turtle shell artifact, the expressions of the two newly arrived elders became subtle.
Qu Tong, under the guard of the disciples, twitched his face, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.
With a clang, the quality of this turtle shell was undeniable, and its protective range was large enough to block Elder Luan's almost fatal sword.
Chen Fan did not stop, he lunged forward, charging towards Elder Luan.
"How dare you!" Elder Luan roared in anger, controlling his sword to fly around Chen Fan. He raised his left hand, and a dark green bead flew out, hitting Chen Fan directly.
After hitting the turtle shell, dark green water light suddenly appeared in the bead. Accompanied by the sound of rushing water, the phantom of a flood dragon appeared, and its huge tail flicked at the turtle shell.
Chen Fan was sent staggering backward.
The flying sword was also extremely agile, circling Chen Fan, avoiding the turtle shell, and stabbing towards Chen Fan's ribs.
Demonic energy rolled around Chen Fan, and the power of his demonic core was fully unleashed. After blocking with his sword, he suddenly dashed towards the base of the jade platform.
"He's trying to escape!"
The middle-aged cultivator who arrived later spoke, his body floated into the air, and with a raise of his hand, a giant palm pressed down from above.
Chen Fan held up the turtle shell horizontally, blocked Elder Luan's flying sword, and then slashed with his sword.
The Amaterasu Sword trembled, the fierce pressure of the Eight-headed Serpent soared into the sky, accompanied by invincible battle intent, slicing through the sky-high giant hand, and he continued to flee.
At this moment, a figure flashed and blocked his path.
It was Mo Yunfeng. The sword in his hand slashed at Chen Fan, and his surging sword energy crisscrossed, forming a huge vortex that destroyed everything.
The swordsmanship was astonishing. Mo Yunfeng's sword vortex sealed off all of Chen Fan's escape routes.
Chen Fan's body was forced back rapidly.
However, the sword energy vortex pursued him like a dragon that refused to let go.
Chen Fan raised the turtle shell horizontally to block.
Clang, clang, clang, the sword energy cut at him and the turtle shell. He retreated more than ten meters in one breath, his hand holding the turtle shell trembling, and he gasped for air.
"If you still escape from this, what about Kunlun's face?"
Mo Yunfeng shook his head and said, "Chen Fan, I told you to surrender. I can mediate and try to save your life!"
Elder Luan sneered, "Why keep him alive?"
Saying that, he unleashed another sword horizontally.
At the same time, the bead struck Chen Fan again.
Chen Fan held up the turtle shell horizontally and blocked again.
But at this moment, Elder Qu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, sneered, formed a hand seal, and chanted something.
Chen Fan blocked Elder Luan's sword energy and continued to block Elder Luan's bead with the turtle shell.
But at this very moment, the turtle shell in his hand erupted with spiritual light, trembled violently, and formed a powerful backlash force.
Chen Fan, caught off guard, lost his grip on the turtle shell.
The dark green bead hit Chen Fan.
With a bang, accompanied by the flood dragon's phantom swinging its huge tail, immense force struck Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's body was sent flying.
He was indeed at the end of his rope. Just as Mo Yunfeng had predicted, the power of his demonic core was depleted, and the aftereffects had fully manifested.
Moreover, he was facing five Golden Core stage experts, although Qu Tong was seriously injured.
In mid-air, Chen Fan was already coughing blood, and the veins on his body, exposed by the power of his demonic core, seemed on the verge of bursting.
But at this moment, Chen Fengning smiled, his lips moved, and he said two words.
Seeing the movement of his lips, everyone didn't react immediately.
In mid-air, Chen Fan's demonic energy swirled, and instead of falling, he flipped his body and adjusted his posture.
Mo Yunfeng was the first to react and said urgently, "Not good!"
He leaped into the air and lunged towards Chen Fan.
But it was too late. Chen Fan, having adjusted his posture, fell like a thousand-pound stone, soaring over the railing and plummeting towards the hundred-zhang cliff outside the jade platform.
The others also reacted, and they all rose into the air, arriving outside the cliff.
They saw Chen Fan falling at an extremely fast speed, his figure shrinking rapidly in an instant. A small black dot quickly sank, disappearing into the strong wind of the snowy mountains.
The four Golden Core stage experts did not pursue him. They hovered in mid-air, watching Chen Fan's figure grow smaller and smaller, about to disappear from sight.
It was only then that they realized the two words Chen Fan had said earlier: goodbye.
All four of them fell silent.
Qu Tong could no longer bear it and ran to check, dragging his severely injured body, but there was no sign of Chen Fan anywhere.
"This cliff is hundreds of feet high. If he jumps down like this, Chen Fan won't survive, will he?" The middle-aged man who arrived later said, looking at the cliff and coughing lightly.
"Normally, he wouldn't survive!"
Mo Yunfeng said, "He can't fly a sword. At this height, he would be smashed into pulp. However, do you think he can be judged by normal standards?"
At such a height, coupled with the strong mountain winds, even they, Golden Core stage powerhouses, would not dare to jump down casually.
Even those who could control their qi and soar through the air would have their external qi dispersed by the wind.
As for flying a sword, it was not as wonderful as ordinary people imagined. Short-distance, low-altitude sword flying was fine, but at this height, the wind would blow them off, resulting in death or serious injury.
This was also why they did not dare to jump down directly to pursue Chen Fan.
To pursue Chen Fan and lose their own lives was naturally not advisable.
Mo Yunfeng's words plunged the others into silence again.
How could Chen Fan be judged by normal standards?
How could an ordinary martial arts master possess such powerful combat strength, even severely injuring Qu Tong and almost blowing him apart?
Then, why would Chen Fan choose to escape by jumping off like this, knowing it was a sure death?
Mo Yunfeng even thought that judging by the current outcome, Chen Fan might have had such a plan to escape by using the cliff all along.
Bai Yazi and others also came closer, looking at the bottomless cliff, their expressions shocked and strange.
"What are you all standing around for? You, quickly go down the mountain and search. Alive or dead, bring back a body!"
Seeing his subordinates standing around in a daze, Bai Yazi was furious and rebuked a few subordinates.
His subordinates muttered to themselves, but in front of the elders of many academies, they dared not say a word. They agreed and hurriedly ran down the mountain path.
The powerful figures from the several major academies remained silent.
After a long while, Mo Yunfeng shook his head and said, "Let's go back, Bai Yazi. Send me a message if you have any news."
"Alive or dead, bring back a body!" Elder Luan said.
"He is indeed a promising prospect," the middle-aged elder said. "If such a disciple can be chosen by heaven, our grand plan will have a few more chances of success!"
Saying that, he shook his head and, along with Mo Yunfeng, stepped into the void, opened the entrance to the secret realm, and disappeared.
Elder Bai glanced at Su Yingxue in his arms and shook his head, "Xueqingzi, no wonder you love him so devotedly. A man like this, tsk tsk..."
Her expression was somewhat complex, and she didn't know what thoughts were running through her mind.