About forty minutes later, Qiao Yu on the ground finally moved.

Her eyes slowly opened.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to stand up and look for a target to attack.

Ning Fan, who was standing not far from her, came into her sight.

The blue mist appeared again.

However, it was as if something heavy was pressing down on Qiao Yu, causing her to bend over.

Ning Fan stood in front of her holding the broken sword, without any nervousness.

Qiao Yu seemed to be enraged by gravity, and roared madly at Ning Fan. The blue mist above his shoulder condensed into a sharp spike.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

The water spikes condensed and stabbed towards Ning Fan's chest.

Although the people outside had confidence in Ning Fan's ability, they couldn't help but worry about him at this moment.

If Ning Fan's goal was to kill the other party, then with Qiao Yu's [Ten Soul Level] ability, it would be impossible for him to pose any threat to him.

She couldn't even last more than five rounds against Ning Fan.

However, what Ning Fan has to do now is to delay.

Delay for an hour.

Let the side effects of the belt take effect.

In other words, Ning Fan can only dodge now and cannot attack.

Ning Fan raised the broken sword and slashed at the water spikes.

The water spikes instantly turned into mist and dissipated into the air.

Qiao Yu, who didn't smell the blood, was obviously more violent. The water thorns condensed faster and faster, and their number increased.

But from beginning to end, Ning Fan did not dodge in a panic as everyone imagined.

Faced with the increasingly dense water thorns, Ning Fan held the broken sword and chopped them apart one by one.

Seeing this scene, not only Wen Cai, who didn't know Ning Fan's strength, but also Huizi and Qiao Fei were a little surprised.

After all, Ning Fan hadn't taken action personally for a long time.

No one knows what level of strength he has reached now.

"This kid is too scheming..."

Huizi couldn't help but sigh: "How did he become so strong secretly?"