"Give you two choices, either I will kill you, or you will catch a woman for me in the future, and give you ten breaths of time to consider it." The man shouted in a deep voice, Yu Tuo struggled in the tower, feeling bitter in his heart.

I just became a horseman for a fighting god, and now the master has to change it again?

"That won't work." At this moment, a sound suddenly came.

The man raised his head in surprise when he heard this, and saw Xiao Yan standing in the distance, the wings of the martial god behind him slowly dissipated, and his eyes were calmly looking at the man.

"Oh? You have the final say?"

"He promised me to thug first, so I can't help you catch a woman." Xiao Yan said seriously, and the man suddenly sneered when he heard this.

"Are you a mere God of Fighters here to make fun of it?" the man sneered and said coldly.

"Let me go." Xiao Yan's tone was still firm, and the man's eyes suddenly surged.

"It seems that you have swallowed too much of the Source Dan. The demonic energy has made you feel confident. Do you know which strong man you are talking to now?" The man angrily, and saw that the blue veins on his forehead were bulging. This was the first time that the God of Fighting said rudely.

"The third step of the Immortality of the Emperor." Xiao Yan replied.

"Since you know, then have you been awakened to death?" The man looked at Xiao Yan's unwavering eyes and still felt that Xiao Yan's confidence came from the war-loving demonic energy.

"Done, say less nonsense, take action." Xiao Yan nodded, and a smile appeared on his face. Put it in the man's eyes, this smile was endless ridicule to him.

"You are looking for death!" The man roared angrily, and did not go to care about Yu Tuo in Feng's Prisoning Tower, but instead stepped on the ground with his feet, and his entire huge body rushed towards Xiao Yan like a shell.

The man's figure in Xiao Yan's pupils quickly magnified. At the same time, the black fog behind him soared into the sky. This was the evil force formed by the soul-devouring clone's millions of souls. When Xiao Yan's mind moved, the black fog swept out.

And in the black fog, several figures condensed, all of which were emitting an immortal aura.

This is the soul of an immortal strong man collected by Xiao Yan, forming a golden soul. Although it is impossible to be as powerful as before, it still retains a trace of immortal power. When it has a certain amount, its combat power cannot be underestimated.

Xiao Yan sent out ten golden souls at one time, and the powerful Yinsha power instantly enveloped the man, causing his face to change.

Although it was not a source energy attack, it made him feel a good fluctuation.

The man took out a whistle from his hand, threw it into his mouth, and then took a deep breath. The immortal power merged into the whistle, and the next moment it was blown violently by it!

The harsh whistle seemed to penetrate everything. Even Xiao Yan felt a tingling feeling from his soul at this moment. The ten golden souls that were closest to him all showed pain on their faces, retreating continuously, and even the power of the Yin Evil retreated three feet at this time.

"Is this your trump card? What kind of climate can the evil spirit of the demon sect like Soul Refining? Today I want you to know that you can't win with these means." The man snorted coldly, and his strange whistle shocked millions of souls. It can be seen that it is also a soul-suppressing treasure, and it is activated with immortal power to have such an effect.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's brows frowned slightly, and the man's figure was galloping again at this moment, and his hand was covered with a huge ruler that was even larger than Xiao Yan's Bahuang Xuan Ruler!

This pressure made Xiao Yan feel the threat of death like a big hand holding him tightly. If he used his own strength to fight, it would be a scoundrel that would really be a scoundrel that would be a scoundrel that could not be made up for by any means.

"Go to die, the scum of the God of Fighting!" The man angrily shouted, his figure had appeared above Xiao Yan's head, and the huge shadow swept through the huge ruler enveloped Xiao Yan.

At the same time, Yu Tuo finally broke free from the Prisoner Tower while Xiao Yan fought with him, and his eyes happened to see the man attacking Xiao Yan. Yu Tuo's pupils suddenly shrank, and the strength of the third step of the strong man, if this foot goes down, any fighting god will be enough to be wiped out by him.

But even if Yu Tuo wants to take action now, it is too late.

Yu Tuo saw Xiao Yan slowly lifting his palm. Looking at Xiao Yan's extraordinary movement, was he actually planning to use his arm to take the attack from the third step of the strong man?

"What... is this?!" Yu Tuo even held his breath at this moment, only the huge ruler that the man waved was reflected in his pupils, and Xiao Yan's arm that looked so weak that he could not stand a blow.

Until the next moment, a strong shock wave swept across, and the roaring sound was stirring.

boom!!

The extremely powerful force set off a hurricane, and dust flew in an instant. At this time, Yu Tuo stood in the wind and he was in chaos.

Because in the picture reflected by his pupils, an incredible and unimaginable scene really appeared.

One hand, yes... with only one hand, the five fingers were opened, and they caught the foot that the man slammed down!

The strong wind blew Xiao Yan's robe and his hair was flying. Only the face was written with calmness and his eyes were calm and looked at the man whose pupils gradually shrank. The hostility and sorrow on his face gradually disappeared with the pouring of his power.

Hallucination...it must be an hallucination!

This was the first thought in the man told him that although his foot was not full strength, it also contained immortal power. Not to mention destroying a fighting god, or even two were not a problem, but at the moment, a strong arm was impartial and was holding the huge ruler he had knocked down.

"The third step is indeed a bit of a strong man, but not much." It was not until Xiao Yan spoke casually that he brought the man back to his senses from the shock.

He looked surprised. The one who could take this foot in this way and remained unmoved was by no means a third-step strongman, but a stronger man than him. Only the fourth-step or even fifth-step strongman could do it.

The man was shocked, and his extremely thick arms suddenly tried to pull the giant ruler away, but he found that even though he tried his best, the giant ruler was pinched tightly by the five fingers and did not move!

The man hissed coldly, gave up his weapon directly, and immediately shot back quickly, his face full of incredible horror.

Of course, it was not only him who looked terrified, but Yu Tuo, who was standing beside him, his mouth was even bigger than he had opened.

"So...so strong!!" Yu Tuo swears and squints. The man glanced at Yu Tuo in shock. He understood that even Yu Tuo didn't know Xiao Yan's real strength.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want the tower or the huge ruler." He pulled out and planned to escape.

"I would like to advise you to either give out soul blood or become one of my millions of souls. You are too slow in terms of speed."
Chapter completed!