Chapter Seventy-Seventh Door-to-Door Provocation

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Chapter seventy-seventh door-to-door provocation

In the valley, heaven and earth spiritual energy crazily poured into Yunxi's Ninth Grade Battle Soul Sword, all the soul stones scattered by Xiao Fan exploded, and the surging soul power was absorbed by the Soul Sword, and turned into a pile of powder on the spot.

The soul-cutting sword was shining brightly, and it became more and more solid, as if a real magic weapon was born, and the end was very strange.

Xiao Fan frowned, scanning around from time to time to protect Yunxi.

In his heart, there is still a question, that is, how is the battle spirit born?

Why some people can awaken two battle spirits, while others can only awaken one? If it was before, Xiao Fan might think that this is the difference in talent between monks.

But now Xiao Fan didn't think so. The last time he entered the dark space, Xiao Fan saw the densely packed soul patterns, which might be related to the monk's fighting spirit.

Even, Xiao Fan was thinking, is it true that every monk who awakens the war spirit is sent into a strange space to awaken the war spirit?

"Forget it, when I reach a certain height, I will understand it naturally." Xiao Fan didn't understand, he simply stopped thinking, and seriously protected Yunxi.

Fortunately, it is late autumn, and the Panlong Mountains are inaccessible, and few people have seen any changes in this place.

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

boom!

At the same time, a monstrous explosion came from Yunxi's body, like a thunderstorm, which made people's eardrums hurt. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan felt a peerless and sharp coercion.

"War Emperor Realm, sword will!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and was also shocked by Yunxi's strength. This person is worthy of being a genius in Wushuang Holy City, and he even felt a little danger.

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

Yunxi came closer, nodded lightly, and suddenly, Yunxi's knees gave way, and he knelt down towards Xiao Fan, bowing his head and saying, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

"You don't need to thank me, another pharmacist can see your situation." Xiao Fan hurriedly helped Yunxi up, but he did not deceive Yunxi, the soul-cutting sword and the soul of the war just needed another soul of war Only then can he be awakened, and other alchemists can help him.

It's just that there are not many people who can be as relaxed and freehand as Xiao Fan.

"Yunxi's life will belong to the young master from now on. If the young master does not take him in, Yunxi will not be able to kneel down!" Yunxi insisted on kneeling on the ground without raising his head.

Xiao Fan was helpless for a while, so he had to turn his eyes to Yun Pan'er for help, but to Xiao Fan's surprise, Yun Pan'er not only did not dissuade him, but said: "Brother Xiao, brother has such a temper, you are Pan'er When you meet the first person who convinces your brother, you promise him."

Did you really convince Yunxi? Xiao Fan knew very well in his heart that Yunxi was only convinced by Xiao Fan's identity as a pharmacist, and did not recognize Xiao Fan.

In other words, Yunxi just wanted Xiao Fan to do his best to save Yun Pan'er. Of course, with Yunxi's character, he also recognized Xiao Fan.

"Well, Xiao will recognize you as a brother." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said, he thought of something more in his mind, it would be much more convenient for him to have Yunxi, a native of the Peerless Holy City, around.

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

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, then looked up at the sky, the night covered the sky, the sky was dotted with stars, the surrounding fields were silent, obviously it was late at night, and he said: "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"My lord, I'm familiar with this Peerless Holy City, so I'll give it to you." Yunxi said hastily, and he seemed to be in high spirits after recovering the Emperor of War state.

"Alright." Xiao Fan thought for a while, nodded and said, then stepped into the air, Yunxi followed with Yun Pan'er, and headed for the Hall of Battle Souls.

Fatty, Guan Xiaoqi and the others waited for a long time at the monk's residence in the Hall of Battle Soul, but they still did not see Xiao Fan, so they couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Second brother, I always feel that third brother has a lot of things on his mind recently, is he okay?" Guan Xiaoqi looked at the fat man and asked.

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

Even though he said so, the big stone in Fatty's heart still did not let go. After all, this is the Peerless Holy City, and there are many monks who can threaten Xiao Fan's life.

Of course, the most important thing is that the fat man is very clear about what Xiao Fan is doing in Wushuang Holy City. The fat man is also an emperor of the Dali Emperor, and he knows the identity of the little witch very well. If Xiao Fan looks for the little witch now, there is a high chance Eighty-nine will lead to a dead end.

"Xiao Fan, get out!"

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

Fatty and Guan Xiaoqi, who were absent-minded for a while, woke up instantly, their faces darkened, Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming flashed, and in a blink of an eye, monks from Dali appeared all around.

"boom!"

Before Fatty and the others left the courtyard, the courtyard gate was slashed open with a single knife, turning into countless sawdust and floating in the air.

"Hmph!" The fat man snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped it, his soul power condensed into a huge palm and pushed out, the saber energy exploded, and a terrible storm of soul power was set off all around.

Fatty and the others stared at the gate with gloomy expressions. Several figures were imprinted in their eyes, and the leader was a young man in a blue shirt.

The young man is tall and tall, with long black hair flying in the void. He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a jade crown, a high nose bridge, a heroic posture, and extraordinary domineering.

"Xiao Fan, get over here and die!" The cold voice spit out from the mouth of the young man in the blue shirt, with murderous aura soaring, the temperature in the courtyard dropped several degrees.

"Lei Canghai, what are you, you dare to come here to show off your power?" Guan Xiaoqi glared at the young man in the blue shirt and said, his murderous aura blooming.

He recognized Lei Canghai at a glance, Lei Canghai had fought against Xiao Fan last time on the flying warship, and he didn't get any favors before, so he unexpectedly came to him again.

"Noisy!"

Lei Canghai gave a cold shout, and slammed his palm towards Guan Xiaoqi to kill him. White lightning flashed all over his body, crackling, and the momentum was astonishing.

"roll!"

The fat man took a step forward, stood in front of Guan Xiaoqi, shouted angrily, the void trembled violently, the fat man spat out a white lightning bolt, and rushed towards Lei Canghai.

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

"Dali Emperor Dynasty, Nangong Xiaoxiao!" The fat man stood with his hands behind his back, looking 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, and that was the legend of the Dali Dynasty.

But he was not afraid at all, he looked at Fatty and the others coldly, with a superior look on his face, and said coldly: "As long as you hand over Xiao Fan, I will spare you!"