Chapter 74: Furious Battle (Second Update)

"Fifth-grade fighting spirit Black Snake Teng?" Seeing the black beam, Xiao Fan's expression condensed. As they had guessed before, one of these people had a plant-type fighting spirit.

"Shiyu, be careful, this person is in the late stage of fighting respect!" Ling Feng, who was fighting with the eagle-nosed man in the distance, reminded him in time.

There were only four of them. Similarly, the Venom Fang team also had four people, and their realms were all above them. It was impossible to fight one against two, so each person could only choose one opponent.

"I want to kill him." The little witch was furious and murderous. The eighth-grade fighting spirit Silver Emperor Vine roared out, and countless white lights roared out, blocking the opponent's black whip shadow.

"Eighth-grade fighting spirit Silver Emperor Vine?" Seeing this, the bearded man's eyebrows twisted into a knot, and his movements were obviously stagnant, but he quickly came back to his senses and grinned, "You have an eighth-grade fighting spirit, so I think you are extraordinary. If that's the case, I will spare you even more."

Looking at the entire Great Yan Dynasty, no one has ever heard of someone with an eighth-grade fighting spirit. Most of those who have fighting spirits above the seventh grade are from big families. Even if they are not, they will be wooed by big families.

The four little witches already know their identities. If they let the little witches leave, they will definitely die in the future. The entire Great Yan Dynasty, and even the many dynasties around them, will never have a place for them.

"It's not certain who will not spare whom, Silver Moon Slash!" The little witch's chest rose and fell with anger, and the white vines in the sky rushed out like sharp arrows.

"Xiao Jin, you will sweep the formation for the little witch." Xiao Fan squatted down and whispered in Xiao Jin's ear. Xiao Jin roared and agreed.

"Interesting, a mid-stage War Lord can actually block the attack of the third brother. He should be the strongest among you, right?" The black-clothed man who had been silent all the time spoke up, with a pointed face and a sinister look in his eyes.

"You look like a monkey. Get down. I'll kill you with one punch." The fat man pointed at the monkey-faced man and said provocatively.

"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish." The monkey-faced man grinned, and his smile was very strange. The next moment, his body jumped high and rushed out like a real ape.

"So it's really a monkey." The fat man said sarcastically, but his heart was extremely solemn. This man's fighting spirit should be a monkey soul beast, and the claws of monkeys are extremely fierce.

"It seems that you are unlucky. I'm the only one left." The scarred man showed his snow-white teeth, revealing a sneer, which was extremely cold.

Xiao Fan remained silent, only raised his index finger and looked at the scarred man with a playful look. Since he broke through to the Battle Honor Realm, he has not had a hearty fight. Even if the opponent is in the late Battle Honor Realm, he is not afraid.

He has killed a mid-stage Battle Honor Realm strongman in the Battle Master Realm, not to mention that he has now broken through the Battle Honor Realm.

"Boy, you will die ugly!" Seeing that Xiao Fan dared to provoke him, the scarred man was completely angry and roared. Behind him, a black shadow appeared.

The shadow was shaped like a dog with three heads. It roared to the sky, as if it saw delicious food.

"Five-grade Battle Soul Three-Headed Dog?" Xiao Fan's expression condensed. Thinking of the seven corpses that day, he finally understood why he missed one person. The attack of the three-headed dog was extremely fierce. This man's attack was not much different from that of the monkey-cheeked man.

Seeing the scarred man rushing over, Xiao Fan's eyes were very calm, the soul power in his body rolled and moved, and golden flames burned on his fists.

"Bawang Fist!" The scarred man roared, punched out like a tiger, and the domineering fist rushed straight to Xiao Fan.

"Bawang Fist? What is your relationship with Di Han?" Xiao Fan looked at the scarred man in surprise. You know, the Overlord Fist is Di Han's famous fighting skill, how could this scarred man know it?

"You actually know my brother? But you will die too!" The scarred man was slightly surprised, and then sneered again, and his fist force did not decrease at all.

"Badao Tian Fist!"

Xiao Fan spit out a sentence coldly, and the fifth-grade fighting skill Badao Tian Fist was performed without reservation. The forward-moving fist gave people a huge sense of oppression.

At this point, Xiao Fan also knew that it was impossible to end it peacefully, and the only way was to fight.

Boom! The two fists collided with each other, and black and white air currents whistled between their fists, like lightning.

With a bang! The scarred man flew backwards and hit a big tree heavily. The trunk broke with a snap, and the scarred man broke several ribs instantly.

"Fist force, you actually comprehended fist force!" Scar man looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. It was incredible that a warrior master had comprehended fist force.

If this boy grows up, no one in the same level will be his opponent in the future.

"No, Tyrannical Heaven Fist is the fighting skill of the Sun family. How can you also do it? Are you from the Sun family?" Scar man raised his eyebrows, and instantly thought of something, and shook his head and said, "Even if you are from the Sun family, no one except Sun Jue can practice Tyrannical Heaven Fist to such a level. Who are you?"

"Sun Jue?" Xiao Fan was surprised. Wasn't Sun Jue one of the three evil young men in Yancheng? He actually practiced Tyrannical Heaven Fist to the third level. If he could go one step further, wouldn't it be the ultimate?

Xiao Fan understood instantly that Sun Jue was too good at acting. He actually made everyone in Yancheng mistakenly think that he was doing things wrong and was just a dandy. Such forbearance ability was too terrible!

"It doesn't matter who I am. I only know that today either you die or I die!" Xiao Fan approached. He had a general understanding of the scarred man's strength.

If the scarred man was at the peak of the War Lord, he would not have been knocked away by his punch. Moreover, his strength was stronger than that of Sun Zi and Di Han, so the scarred man should be at the late stage of the War Lord, infinitely close to the peak of the War Lord.

"Arrogant, the gap in realm is not something you can understand. Even if I don't take action, my War Soul can kill you!" The scarred man sneered repeatedly, and an angry roar came out, and the three-headed dog war soul rushed straight to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was silent, and the ghost war soul appeared, turning into a black cloud and covering it.

"Fourth-grade War Soul Phantom, dare to fight me head-on?!" The scarred man sneered, and in just a moment, the smile on his face froze, and then he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled violently, and he looked at the ghost war soul in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that the fourth-grade War Soul Phantom could actually fight with his three-headed dog war soul. Not to mention the grade, the difference in soul power alone was not at the same level. After all, he was at the late stage of the War Lord.

"Even Sun Zi's sixth-grade fighting soul, the Red Flame Sky Bear, was swallowed by the Ghost Fighting Soul. It's just a dog." Xiao Fan sneered in his heart, controlling the Ghost Fighting Soul to frantically devour the soul power of the three-headed dog fighting soul.

The scarred man spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, with horror in his eyes. He couldn't bear it anymore, and his figure flashed and killed Xiao Fan.

"Come on." Xiao Fan was not afraid. He was still a little afraid of the peak scarred man, but now, at most, he could only be a stepping stone.

Seeing the battle of several people in the distance, Xiao Fan didn't dare to delay any longer.

"Soul-breaking Palm!" The scarred man roared, his face flushed red, and the black palm energy flashed with cold black light, which was extremely terrifying.

Xiao Fan felt that his scalp was about to explode. This palm was not aimed at him, but at the Ghost Fighting Soul!