Chapter 912: You Foodie, Give Me Back Your Fighting Spirit!

"Your name is Yun Luochen? Who are you, Yun Luoyu of the Great Yan Dynasty?" Xiao Fan looked at Yun Luochen and said, he had heard Yun Luoyu mention this name before.

Although I don't remember them very clearly, if I take a closer look, Yun Luoyu and Yun Luochen do look somewhat similar.

"I am Yun Luoyu's eldest brother." Yun Luochen said in a voice message. When he heard this voice, he recognized Xiao Fan.

"You saved me before, do you know me?" Xiao Fan looked at Yun Luochen in surprise. Didn't Yun Luochen leave the Yan Dynasty long ago? How could he know himself?

"A month ago, I went back to the Yan Dynasty. I heard that my father and Luo Yu kept talking about you. It was hard to recognize you." Yun Luochen said through the voice, with a hint of bitterness in his tone.

A month ago, when he returned to the Yan Dynasty, he could hear the word "Xiao Fan" with calluses, and he also remembered Xiao Fan's name and appearance.

Returning to Wushuang and Holy City, Yun Luochen heard Xiao Fan's name again. He originally thought they were two Xiao Fans, but when he saw Xiao Fan in person, he was extremely shocked.

In just two years, Xiao Fan has grown to such a point that even major aristocratic families can't do anything to him, and they have to ask people like them from the Temple of War to take action. How can Yun Luochen believe this?

But he had to admit that this Xiao Fan was the Xiao Fan of the Yan Dynasty, because both Xiao Fans had a little golden lion beside them.

"Brother Xiao, thank you for saving my father and family." Yun Luochen expressed gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

"These are all trivial matters. Let's talk about old times later. If I kill them all, it won't have any impact on you, right?" Xiao Fan's eyes glowed coldly.

"Jiang Youyue in front of you is Jiang Tianyun's son. If they are all dead and I live, it will have some impact. But if you really kill him, I will leave Wushuang Holy City." Yun Luochen said .

"Jiang Tianyun's son?" Xiao Fan frowned and his expression became exciting.

"Yun Luochen, what are you doing standing still? Kill me." Jiang Youyue saw Yun Luochen's momentary loss of concentration and roared angrily.

The conversation between the two was short, but Jiang Youyue didn't notice anything unusual.

"You can spar with him, leave Jiang Youyue to me." Xiao Fan said again, and then slapped Jiang Youyue with his palm.

It has to be said that Jiang Youyue's strength is actually much stronger than the Ling Jun he killed, and he is indeed a person qualified to enter the War Temple.

Jiang Youyue saw Yun Luochen and Dark Wings fighting frantically together, and then she focused on Xiao Fan, her eyes extremely cold.

Although he didn't know why Ling Tian would kill him, he didn't dare to kill Ling Tian. If the Ling family knew about this, even if the Jiang family was a big family in the War Soul Hall, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the Ling family's anger.

Although he didn't kill Ling Tian, ​​the key was that Ling Tian wanted to kill him.

"Ling Tian, ​​are you crazy?" Jiang Youyue roared angrily, and a domineering and ferocious aura bloomed from his body.

The blood-colored soul power palm was condensed into shape instantly, and it charged towards Xiao Fan with a terrifying power. Above his head, a blood-colored moon was suspended.

The bloody moon exudes a terrifying blood evil energy. Just looking at it can make people go crazy, as if their souls have fallen into it.

"It turned out to be the ninth-grade battle spirit Blood Fiend Youyue?" Xiao Fan's eyes became as sharp as a peerless sword, but he was more horrified.

The bloody aura caused Xiao Fan to lose his mind for a moment and almost got lost in it. He seemed to have seen a vast killing field.

"If Shura's will was not strong enough, this illusion of Bloody Nether Moon could easily kill me." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and his expression became extremely solemn, "I wonder if swallowing it will make the ghost fight Where does the soul break through the last shackles?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's eyes became hot. He had swallowed the soul power of Ling Tian's Heavenly Fire Qilin Battle Spirit before, and the ghost battle soul's power had become a little stronger, but it was still one step away from the ninth-grade battle soul.

Every time he felt a little closer, this point was like a chasm that could not be crossed.

Ordinary eighth-grade battle souls have no meaning for ghost battle souls. Only ninth-grade battle souls can make it possible for ghost battle souls to advance. Xiao Fan will naturally not miss this opportunity.

"You are quite capable. Even my blood evil illusion can't do anything to you. It's too late to be afraid now." A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Youyue's eyes.

You must know that this move of his can instantly kill the peak level of ordinary war emperors. Xiao Fan is one of the few people who can break free in an instant.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he looked disdainful, and even more scorned in his heart: "Such an illusion, compared to the Shura illusion, is not challenging at all, do you want to trap me?"

"Today, you still have to die!" Jiang Youyue's face was stern, and as soon as the word "death" came out, endless bloody light emanated from his body, and quickly condensed into a bloody sword in the void to kill Xiao Fan.

"You are said to be fat, but you are still out of breath!" Xiao Fan looked cold and shouted in his heart: "Lock the soul!"

Immediately afterwards, a bloody ripple rippled out from his body. For just a moment, the void seemed to be still, and thousands of bloody swords were fixed in the void.

Jiang Youyue was a little confused. He just felt that he suddenly couldn't control the blood evil Youyue.

"He actually mastered the soul attack!" Xiao Fan stared at the bloody sword energy with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, the sky fire unicorn surged in momentum and rushed towards the bloody Youyue. Under Jiang Youyue's horrified eyes, it swallowed the Bloody Youyue, which was more than ten feet high in the sky.

Even if it turns into a skyfire unicorn, the ghost war spirit still has the ability to devour the war spirit. This ninth-grade war spirit is one of its best supplements.

"You want to swallow my fighting spirit, what a joke!" As she breathed, Jiang Youyue suddenly found that she could move again, with a sneer on her face.

But for just a moment, Jiang Youyue's expression froze. He found that he had lost the connection with Blood Fiend Youyue?

"Where is my fighting spirit?" Jiang Youyue roared, and when she looked up, she saw the Skyfire Qilin chewing it with gusto, as if it was chewing something.

Suddenly, Jiang Youyue came back to her senses and said in a trembling voice: "Ling Tian, ​​your fighting spirit really ate my fighting spirit? It's impossible. Even if the fighting spirit can be injured, how can it be eaten?"

Jiang Youyue's head shook like a rattle. He could not accept the fact for a short time. The fighting spirit was only transformed by special soul power. How could it be swallowed by other fighting spirits.

But what if you don't accept this fact? If this is not true, then where is Jiang Youyue's fighting spirit?

After a while, Jiang Youyue suddenly raised her head to look at the huge Skyfire Qilin and roared: "You foodie, give me back your fighting spirit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Youyue rushed towards the sky without hesitation. However, without the fighting spirit, he could not communicate with the soul power in the soul sea at all. His strength was only a little stronger than that of ordinary monks. All this had to be done. Benefiting from his relatively strong physical fitness in the Battle Emperor realm.

Seeing Xiao Fan gloating about his misfortune in the distance, Jiang Youyue wanted to slap Xiao Fan to death, but now, he was still Xiao Fan's opponent.