Chapter 797: Provocation (Fifth Update)

In the valley, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into Yunxi's ninth-grade soul-cutting sword. All the soul stones scattered by Xiao Fan exploded and exploded. The rolling soul power was absorbed by the soul-cutting sword and turned into a pile of powder on the spot.

The soul-cutting sword was blazing with light and became more and more solid, as if a real magical weapon was being born, and it was very strange.

Xiao Fan frowned and glanced around from time to time to protect Yunxi.

In his mind, he was still struggling with a question, that is, how was the fighting spirit born?

Why are some people able to awaken two fighting spirits, while others can only awaken one? If it were in the past, Xiao Fan might have thought that this was the difference in talent between monks.

But now Xiao Fan doesn't think so. The last time he entered the dark space, Xiao Fan saw the dense soul patterns, which may be related to the monks' fighting souls.

Xiao Fan even wondered whether every monk who awakened the fighting spirit was transported into a strange space to awaken the fighting spirit?

"That's all. When I reach a certain height, I will naturally understand." Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and seriously protected Yunxi.

Fortunately, it is late autumn now, and the Panlong Mountain Range is inaccessible, and few people see any unusual movements here.

After almost half a cup of tea, the surroundings finally returned to calm, and the soul-cutting sword fighting spirit above Yunxi's head exuded a breathtaking aura.

boom!

At the same time, a huge explosion came from Yun Xi's body, like thunder, which made people's eardrums hurt. Then, Xiao Fan felt a peerless and sharp pressure.

"War Emperor Realm, Sword Dao Will!" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and was shocked by Yun Xi's strength. This person is indeed an unparalleled genius in the Holy City, and he actually felt a hint of danger.

The light of the soul-cutting sword dimmed instantly, and calm returned to the valley. Yun Pan'er, who was far away, came not far away and said happily: "Congratulations, brother."

Yunxi walked closer and nodded lightly. Suddenly, Yunxi's knees softened and he knelt down towards Xiao Fan. He lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness."

"You don't need to thank me. Another alchemist can also see your situation." Xiao Fan quickly helped Yun Xi up. He did not deceive Yun Xi. The soul-cutting sword battle soul originally needed another battle soul. Only if he can awaken, can other alchemists help him.

However, there are only a few people who can be as relaxed and content as Xiao Fan.

"Yun Xi's life will belong to the young master from now on. If the young master doesn't take him in, Yun Xi will not be able to kneel down!" Yun Xi just knelt on the ground and said without raising his head.

Xiao Fan was helpless for a while and had to turn his attention to Yun Pan'er for help. However, to Xiao Fan's expectation, Yun Pan'er not only did not dissuade him, but said: "Brother Xiao, my brother has such a temper, you are Pan'er The first person you meet who impresses your brother, just agree to it."

Did he really convince Yun Xi? Xiao Fan knew very well that Yunxi was only impressed by Xiao Fan's identity as an alchemist and did not recognize Xiao Fan.

In other words, Yunxi just wanted Xiao Fan to devote all his efforts to saving Yun Pan'er. Of course, given Yunxi's character, he recognized Xiao Fan.

"Okay, Xiao will recognize you as my brother." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and thought of more. It would be much more convenient for him with the natives of Yunxi, the unparalleled holy city.

"Thank you, sir." Yun Xi's face was filled with joy. In his opinion, Xiao Fan would definitely do his best to save Yun Pan'er.

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, then raised his head and looked at the sky. The night covered the sky, the sky was dotted with stars, and the surrounding areas were silent. It was obviously late at night, and he added: "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"Young Master, I am familiar with this Peerless Holy City, so I will give it to you." Yun Xi said quickly. He seemed to be in high spirits after returning to the War Emperor realm.

"That's fine." Xiao Fan thought for a moment, nodded, and then jumped into the air. Yun Xi and Yun Pan'er quickly followed and headed towards the War Soul Palace.

The War Soul Hall was far away from the residence of the monks of the Imperial Dynasty. Fatty, Guan Xiaoqi and others waited for a long time, but there was still no trace of Xiao Fan, and they couldn't help but feel worried.

"Second brother, I always feel that third brother has been preoccupied recently. Will he be okay?" Guan Xiaoqi looked at the fat man and asked.

The fat man's heart sank slightly, he took a deep breath and shook his head and said: "It should be okay, the third child is more thoughtful than you and me. What's more, I can't see through him, and it's not that simple for others to kill him. "

Although he said this, the fat man still did not let go of the big stone in his heart. After all, this was the Peerless Holy City, and there were many monks who could threaten Xiao Fan's life.

Of course, the most important thing is that Fatty knows very well what Xiao Fan came to Wushuang Holy City for. Fatty is also the emperor of the Dali Dynasty after all. He knows the identity of the little witch very well. If Xiao Fan goes to find the little witch now, there is a high chance that he will Eighty-nine will lead to a dead end.

"Xiao Fan, get out!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from outside the courtyard, terrifying soul power fluctuations swept in all directions, and murderous aura enveloped the entire courtyard.

Fatty and Guan Xiaoqi, who had been distracted for a moment, suddenly woke up, their faces darkened, Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming flashed up, and in the blink of an eye, Da Li monks appeared all around.

"boom!"

Before Fatty and the others could leave the courtyard, the courtyard door was slashed open with a tyrannical sword, turning into countless sawdust and floating in the air. The sword's speed did not slow down and headed straight for Fatty and the others.

"Hmph!" The fat man snorted coldly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm. His soul power condensed into a huge palm and pushed out horizontally. The sword energy exploded, and a terrifying soul power storm set off around him.

The fat man and others stared at the gate of the courtyard with gloomy faces. Several figures were imprinted in their eyes, led by a young man in a blue battle robe.

The young man was burly, with long black hair flying in the air. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a face like a jade crown, a high nose bridge, and a heroic and domineering appearance.

"Xiao Fan, roll over and die!" The cold voice came out from the mouth of the young man in the blue battle robe, and the murderous aura was soaring, and the temperature in the courtyard dropped by several degrees.

"Lei Canghai, who do you think you are? How dare you come here to show off your power?" Guan Xiaoqi glared at the young man in the blue battle robe, and the murderous aura burst out.

He recognized Lei Canghai at a glance. Lei Canghai had fought with Xiao Fan on the Feidu warship last time. He didn't get any benefits before, but he didn't expect him to come to his door again.

"Noisy!"

Lei Canghai shouted coldly, flashed and slapped Guan Xiaoqi. Around him, white lightning flashed, crackling, and the momentum was amazing.

"Get lost!"

The fat man stepped forward and stood in front of Guan Xiaoqi. He shouted angrily, and the void trembled violently. A white lightning came out of the fat man's mouth and rushed towards Lei Canghai.

With a bang, Lei Canghai's palm and the white lightning collided. Lei Canghai stepped back several steps, looked at the fat man with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "Thunder and Lightning Will, who are you?"

"Da Li Dynasty, Nangong Xiaoxiao!" The fat man stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Lei Canghai with a cold expression.

"Da Cang Dynasty, Lei Canghai!" Hearing the fat man's self-introduction, Lei Canghai's heart sank. He naturally knew who Nangong Xiaoxiao was. That was the legend of the Da Li Dynasty.

However, he was not afraid at all. He looked at the fat man and others coldly, with a condescending look on his face, and said coldly: "As long as you hand over Xiao Fan, I will spare your life!"