Chapter 938

"Boast. Who is more than enough? Let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

A violent drink, followed by a shock to Yan He's body, and a powerful fighting energy suddenly gushed out of his body. With a wave of his big sleeve, he turned into fighting skills and cut hard at Xiao Yan's head.

The fierce fighting spirit came to Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye, but the latter was not afraid at all. Until those fighting spirit practices came to his eyes, he turned his head slightly and hid it easily.

But then, Yan He's body suddenly came forward and scratched hard against Xiao Yan's chest. The strong fighting spirit was that even the void was forcibly torn. However, the result was that he had not left any mark on Xiao Yan's body.

"What!"

Yan he was shocked. Of course, it was not his intention to release water, but the palm he had just clearly seen. When he was close to Xiao Yan's body, he was shocked to find that the latter's body, unconsciously, perfectly avoided his attack from a clever angle!

"How is this possible!"

Yan he was shocked. After all, the latter is just a six-star fighting emperor, but how can speed and power be promoted to such a terrible situation at the same time? It is completely impossible!

"Hehe, it's stupid to want to make a sneak attack under the shadow of the fourth level soul power."

Xiao Yan smiled coldly, and his body suddenly twisted. He directly hit Yan He with his half body.

Although Xiao Yan's blow was heavy, Yan he was a nine star fighting emperor after all. He suffered from a blow, his body quickly retreated, and his fighting spirit surged in his body. He forcibly removed his great strength. However, Rao was so, his body still attracted a surge of Qi and blood, and his face could not help turning white.

"Boy, you are so rude, but with this, you can't get fighting spirit!"

Yanhe Leng hissed. When his body moved, he rushed at Xiao Yan again. However, he was a little more defensive than before. His task was only to hold Xiao Yan down. As long as Qin Yun passed on the fighting spirit, they could turn around and retreat immediately. As for the account with Xiao Yan, they could only calculate it later.

Hearing Yan He's words, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the fighting spirit inheritance. Sure enough, Qin Yun was quickly approaching the fighting spirit inheritance under the protection of the black robed man. If no one stopped, I'm afraid the fighting spirit inheritance would soon fall into his hands.

"Hum."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan uttered a cold hum at the bottom of his heart. He didn't want to compete for the inheritance of fighting spirit, but Qin Yun took the initiative to trouble him, which made Xiao Yan feel angry.

"Well, since you let me fight, I'll fight with you!"

Cold hissed, Xiao Yan suddenly turned his eyes and returned to Yan He in front of him. His eyes were indifferent, and his cold killing intention showed out without concealment, which made people cold at the bottom of his heart.

Touching Xiao Yan's eyes, Yan He's back was cold. Somehow, Xiao Yan in front of him was a trace of fear that made him feel.

"Drink!"

With a violent drink, Yan he moved first and wanted to strike first. But this time, Xiao Yan didn't intend to give him more opportunities.

The right palm was lifted to his chest and thrown into the air. Three black steel needles appeared in front of him. Then, Xiao Yan flexed his fingers and shot the three steel needles at Yan He in sequence.

Seeing the three flying steel needles, Yan he dared not be careless. His body was slightly shaped, so he easily hid one of them.

As for the remaining two, Yan He also shot two fights and collided with them.

However

"Huh?"

Just when Yan he thought he was done, he suddenly saw that the two fighting Qi he shot were easily pierced by the two steel needles, and his prestige was shot at him. He saw that he had come in front of him and could not be avoided.

"Hum, stop!"

With a low cry, Yan he stretched out his hands, quickly covered his palms with thick fighting spirit, and grabbed the two steel needles respectively.

"Hiss..."

But when Yan He's palm just grabbed the two steel needles in his hand, he was frightened to find that the two steel needles were as slippery as a loach. He couldn't grasp them at all!

"Damn it!"

While his face changed greatly, Yan he quickly controlled the fighting spirit in his body and continuously poured it into the fighting armor in front of his chest.

"Nail nail!"

With two crisp sounds, Yan he thought that the two steel needles had been resisted by the fighting armor.

However, the next moment, his whole face was suddenly twisted, the whole human shape was convulsed, his eyes immediately became scarlet, and the vitality in his pupils dissipated rapidly.

Before his death, Yan He looked down and saw two huge holes in his chest, covering his whole chest

Under the action of the void Avenue, where the steel needle entered, the bones and internal organs were completely swallowed up, which was like suddenly dividing his body.

Just think, how can a man live without his internal organs?

The vitality dissipated, and Yan He's body fell uncontrollably, and then fell heavily among the bodies on the floor of the hall.

He quickly killed Yan He. Xiao Yan didn't hesitate too much. With a move, the flying steel needle was quickly recovered. As for what was shot into Yan He's body, it dissipated by itself. I'm afraid it will take some time to condense again.

However, this did not have a great impact on Xiao Yan at this time. Even if there were no two, he still had eight in his hand. He used two steel needles in exchange for the life of a nine star fighting emperor. That is to say, without relying on his own means, with these eight steel needles alone, he could kill four more nine star fighting emperors.

Such power is enough for him to challenge any power in this ancient tomb.

Of course, Xiao Yan's mind at the moment is not about challenging forces, but the power of the original source of the human soul and the decision to return to the source. Maybe at the moment, he can add the same.

Fighting spirit inheritance.

As soon as his eyes turned, Xiao Yan looked at the place where the fighting spirit was passed on. Sure enough, Qin Yun had come near and wanted to include it in the ring.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's face was suddenly cold. Under such a distance, he couldn't stop it in an instant, so he could only

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his finger, the steel needle that fell into his hand immediately shot forward again, passed through the crowd in front and directly met Qin Yun.

However, just when the steel needle came to Qin Yun, the man in black beside him suddenly shot the steel needle, flew it with a palm from the side, and stabbed it into the body of a strong man fighting the emperor not far away. Suddenly, there was a heartrending roar in the hall.

"Huh?"

Xiao Yan's face sank and stared. The man in black robe also exposed his cold eyes through the cover of black robe and looked at him from a distance. At the same time, Qin Yun grabbed the fighting spirit in front of him, which was nearly the size of a washbasin.

"Shua!"

However, at the next moment, the change suddenly occurred.

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