Chapter 127 Despised

Chapter 127 Despised

Seeing Fatty and the others eager to try, Xiao Fan remained silent, his gaze swept over the Shura sword in his hand from time to time, and there was still a strong murderous aura lingering on him.

Although he was in a special illusion just now, the murderous aura was real. He had killed too many monsters. Even after waking up from the illusion, the murderous aura still lingered for a long time.

"Asura Hall, Asura Sword?" Xiao Fan pondered in his heart, "This can't be such a coincidence."

boom!

There was a bang, and the fat man had just rushed towards the entrance to the seventh floor when he was blown away by a wave of bloody air and slammed into the wall fiercely, screaming in pain.

"Looks like it's not you." Ling Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Could it be that Fatty and the Zhan Emperor's inheritance really have no connection?" Fatty looked reconciled, but he didn't dare to try it lightly.

"Ling Feng, go and try." The little witch said.

Ling Feng shook his head, turned his gaze to Xiao Fan, and said, "Third brother, you can go."

The fat man and the little witch looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, and they seemed to be talking again, could it be you again? Last time I got a divine sword and a book of combat skills, what can I get this time?

Xiao Fan nodded, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the seventh floor. What was strange was that nothing happened, and Xiao Fan just slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Hey, people are more angry than others, why is it the third child's turn for all good things." The fat man patted his buttocks and stood up unhappily.

"It's not that we got nothing. I got a book of combat skills just now. What did you get?" The little witch giggled, not paying any attention to the so-called inheritance.

"Me too, what is this combat technique called Meteor Shaking Heaven Fist!" Fatty said the combat technique, the look of decadence on his face disappeared a lot, and this guy changed his face too quickly.

"Me too, Shi Yu, what are your combat skills?" Ling Feng looked at the little witch fawningly.

"It's nothing, it looks like it's called Holy Soul Art, and it's a combat skill of the healing series." The little witch explained, but her eyes swept over the entrance of the seventh floor from time to time.

"Healing series combat skills?" Fatty suddenly exclaimed.

The Continent of Battle Spirits is vast and boundless, there are many people who possess battle spirits, and there are many types of combat skills, but the battle spirits and combat skills of the healing series are extremely rare. Even the combat skills of the third-grade healing series are far more valuable In terms of sixth-rank combat skills, one can imagine the preciousness of healing combat skills.

"Anyway, I don't understand it for the time being, or it's okay to tell you." The little witch shrugged.

"No need." Ling Feng said suddenly, with a very solemn expression, and said: "Shi Yu, Er Fatty, it is best not to use the combat skills you have obtained lightly. I always feel that this Shura Palace is very extraordinary, and these combat skills are easy to attract death We don't care about the disaster, after all, in the Dayan Dynasty, there are almost no people who can kill us, but what about the third child?"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the fat man and the little witch fell silent. They both knew each other more or less, and Ling Feng wasn't talking big.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, there were almost no people who could kill them, but Xiao Fan was different, he was just a child of a small family in a small border town.

"I know, but I still say the same thing, whoever touches my brother, I will destroy his nine clans." The fat man's eyes were very firm, and he recognized the brother Xiao Fan.

The little witch was silent and just nodded. Only she knew what she was thinking.

Xiao Jin growled a few times, as if agreeing with Fatty's statement.

It is said that Xiao Fan walked into the seventh floor alone, a stone door blocked his way, the Shura Sword in his right hand trembled very violently, as if extremely excited.

Xiao Fan looked at the stone door, sized it up carefully, and finally his gaze stayed on a small hole like a keyhole, and Xiao Fan didn't know how to get in for a moment.

Just when Xiao Fan hesitated, the Shura Sword trembled more violently.

"Key?" Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he thought of something instantly. With a move of his soul power, a bloody token suddenly appeared in his hand.

Without hesitation, he inserted the scarlet token into the keyhole of the stone gate. Strangely, it succeeded. The stone gate trembled a few times, and slowly pushed it open.

A breath of vicissitudes and antiquity rushed towards his face, and Xiao Fan trembled all over. At this moment, he seemed to have experienced an eternity, and this feeling was very mysterious.

When he woke up, he found that he had entered the seventh floor. Unlike the other six floors, this place was completely a space of blood mist, and he didn't know its boundaries.

"Buzz~~" Shura's sword trembled, frantically absorbing the blood-colored mist in the space, at this moment, Xiao Fan's body surface began to burn golden flames, and the flames in the dantian flew out instantly, floating above Xiao Fan's head .

"Endless Battle Spirit?" Xiao Fan's face darkened slightly, but the Endless Battle Soul actually appeared on its own initiative. This rarely happens. Could it be that the Endless Battle Soul has some connection with this Asura Palace?

"Have you ever guessed some?"

Just as Xiao Fan was daydreaming, an old voice sounded, and not far from Xiao Fan, a vague phantom condensed, it looked like a person, but it was extremely unreal.

Xiao Fan was startled, he watched the phantom facing him warily, his Shura sword was clenched tightly, ready to strike at any time.

"Boy, don't be so nervous, the old man is just a ray of wisdom born in the Mind Refining Pagoda." Xu Ying said, looking unpredictable.

"Junior Xiao Fan, I have seen the senior, please ask the senior to clarify." Xiao Fan blushed, he was indeed too cautious, with the strength of this phantom, if he killed himself first, he would have no resistance at all.

"Boy, don't show off your little IQ in front of the old man." Xu Ying looked at Xiao Fan contemptuously, and said after a while: "You think right, the Endless War Tome and the Endless Battle Soul are indeed items from the Shura Palace. Even the sword in your hand is a sacred object of the Asura Hall! To put it bluntly, if your kid was seen by the people of Shencheng, he would have been dismembered long ago."

Hearing Xu Ying's words, Xiao Fan felt hairy all over. Is this thing really so precious? Then he looked at Xuying and asked weakly: "Shencheng? Senior, what is Shencheng?"

Xuying staggered and almost fell from the void, his voice was a bit sharp: "You don't even know the city of God?"

"I've never heard of it." Xiao Fan nodded seriously, "I've only heard of Dynasty."

"Dynasty? Dynasty is nothing!" Xuying couldn't help cursing angrily, "The War Soul Continent is vast and boundless, and it is honored by the city of God. Under the city of God, there are nine holy cities, eighty-one imperial dynasties, seven hundred and twenty imperial dynasties , the dynasties you speak of are nothing more than a tiny place, as many as thousands!"

Xiao Fan had already opened his mouth wide enough to stuff a duck egg, with an unbelievable look on his face.

The Soul of War Continent he thought was very big, but it wasn't that big. There were thousands of powers like the Dayan Dynasty. What about Xiaocheng? Is it tens of thousands?

"Boy, are you stunned? Do you know that you are ignorant?" Xu Ying looked at Xiao Fan with contempt, "Where are you?"

"Dayan Dynasty." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He realized that he underestimated the War Soul Continent.