"What? Isn't this what I should have said? Why did it come out of her mouth? It feels weird! Don't bully a young girl into being poor...what the hell!"

Xiaoyan shook the right hand of the soul-exploding weapon Dark Cloud Hammer. Before the fragments fell to the ground, they turned into a wisp of black smoke in mid-air and quickly dissipated in the wind.

As for the Seven-Star Fighter Tang Xian, who had more than a dozen sharp swords inserted all over his body, he looked like his life was hanging by a thread, and he was as angry as a gossamer, but who knew what trump card he had yet to unleash.

After all, the Seven-Star Fighting Master is an old fox with many years of experience. Seeing Xiao Yan's thoughts, he wants to kill Tang Xian. He no longer cares about Yan Ran and Xiao Nizi beside him. The fighting spirit in his body suddenly bursts out, and the whole person "screams"

With a bang, he appeared in front of Seven Star Fighter Tang Xian.

"Anti-inflammation, that's enough! You severely injured the core disciple of Yunlan Sect, the future deputy sect leader, and you still want to take his life? Are you so worried that Tang Umbrella will surpass you in the future?"

Xiaoyan's expression was still indifferent and he didn't care about anything. In line with the principle that villains who talk too much will be overturned, he did not quarrel with the Seven-Star Fighter overnight, but smiled slightly.

"I saw Tang Xian's appearance, majestic appearance, and unfathomable potential. He was just a five-star fighter just now. After being squeezed by me again and again, he broke through the realm one after another, and his cultivation level skyrocketed to a seven-star fighter. This is an unprecedented progress in cultivation. I think

, with such a terrifying talent, if it continues to grow, it will definitely surpass you and leave you far behind. Don't stop me! Could it be that you are worried that Tang Umbrella's rapid improvement will slap you in the face, so you deliberately don't give me any help?

An opportunity for him to improve his cultivation!"

The anti-inflammatory words reminded everyone present everywhere that the Seven-Star Fighter Master behaved like this overnight. He was really a villain. No matter how many times he opened his mouth, he could not tell that he was not jealous of the virtuous.

However, the Seven-Star Fighter also knew overnight that if he got out of the way, Tang Xian, who had high hopes from the sect and was trained as the deputy sect leader, would most likely die in the hands of Xiaojia boy Xiao Yan.

No matter how much potential he has, he can't keep breaking out one after another.

People always have their limits! The Seven-Star Fighting Master knew overnight that after losing two soul weapons, with sharp swords piercing all the vital parts of his body, and the wounds bleeding profusely, Tang Umbrella's life was really in danger and he needed to be treated as soon as possible.

So, when someone refused to get out of the way and deliberately made things difficult for him, Xiaoyan once again stretched out his hand to summon the white horse transformed from fighting spirit, which now appeared on the so-called Western sacred beast, the barge horse.

In the blink of an eye, the essence of the soul weapon Dark Cloud Hammer, a trace of thunderbolt, appeared on the barge horse, fading away from the shape of the giant horse, stretching the thick bucket waist, and transforming into the posture of a half-dragon, half-horse.

"The energy is like flowing water and the horse is like a dragon. It travels around the world and begins to soar into the sky! In the final analysis, I am the least good at bickering. It is better for my subordinates to see the truth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and the phantom of a white-robed monk suddenly appeared behind him. The ten fingers of his hands were blooming and withering like night-blooming cereus, and he was repeatedly turning his fingers to pinch.

"The mighty heavenly dragon (dragon and horse soaring into the sky)... World Honored Ksitigarbha (Buddha's light shines everywhere)... Prajna Buddhas (ten thousand Buddhas come to pay homage)... Prajna Bamacoo (will kill you *three thousand times)!"

Facing the hundred-headed dragon and horse flying in the golden holy light that illuminated the living room of Xiaojia's home, the Seven-Star Fighter almost vomited blood overnight just because of his momentum before launching his attack. He had no choice but to make a heart and reach into his arms.

I grabbed a handful of pills, stuffed them all into my mouth, chewed them twice hastily, and swallowed them whole in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, the Huang-level skill "Qingqiu Tianhu" was stimulated by the power of the medicine, and was forcibly pushed to the Xuan-level skill "Long Live Fox King". With one breath, he exploded dozens of times the normal fighting spirit, condensing one hundred and eight times behind him.

A fighting fox tail.

Xiaoyan looked at the fox tail flying all over the sky, which was equivalent to twelve times the Kaio Fist, and immediately said with a smile: "You have a small skill, but you dare to do it in front of me! The mighty Tianlong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame light back formed by thousands of gods and Buddhas suddenly erupted. Hundreds of dragons and horses flying in the golden Buddha light roared, followed the direction of the halberd finger of the anti-inflammatory right hand, and bared their teeth and claws towards the Seven-Star Fighter Overnight.

——The amount of fighting spirit was estimated to be close to the Ten Star Dou Ling, and even reached the realm of Dou Wang.—— He pounced on him like a frenzy, not even letting go of Tang Xian, who was dying.

The moment the two sides collided, there was a violent explosion in the atmosphere, and waves of small hurricanes were set off on the ground, blowing the children of the Xiao family in the reception hall into rolling gourds.

The two parties involved, Xiaoyan and Gu, were still fighting each other overnight, and there was no winner for the time being. As for the joints of his hands and feet, which were penetrated by more than a dozen sharp swords, and they were nailed to the ground like a bloody man, the Seven-Star Fighter Tang Umbrella could not hold on for a breath, and was completely blackened.

Later, his cultivation power increased tenfold, but he could not save his life, and he died on the spot.

"Since ancient times, you have lost to the right side of the wave! The next night, you came as a guest from afar and sat on the right side of the living room of my Xiao family. You are destined to be my enemy and you will definitely lose!"

Xiaoyan still had the energy to speak, and the ten-star fighting spirit, half-step into Douwang, Ye Ye, was unable to open his mouth to refute. So, Xiaoyan clenched his hands, his left hand erupted with blue-silver light, and his right hand emitted a jet-black light.

"My left hand ascends to the Dragon Pagoda, and my right hand ascends to the Dragon Pagoda. With both hands together, I send you back to the west! Take the move, Holy Mountain Hundred Dragon Pagoda!"

The phantom of Ladong, a hundred-headed giant dragon that is one and the same as Typhon, the father of all monsters, appears behind Xiaoyan. It extracts a little projection of its divine spirit from mythology. There are hundreds of dragon heads, qiu, chi, and scorpion, each with its own appearance.

, Jiao, pan, mirage, python, lizard, loggerhead, locust, eel, and then hundreds of dragons and horses, like running water, turned into explosive light waves and rushed towards Half-step Dou Wang overnight.

Relying on the power of medicine to forcibly raise the realm, fighting spirit is not endless. Elder Ye Ye, who was born in Yunlan Sect, finally couldn't withstand the opponent's one after another trick. The Xuan-level skill "Long Live the Fox King" transformed one hundred and eight fox tails that exploded inch by inch.

Broken to pieces, the blood vessels in his body could no longer withstand the backlash of the medicine, and he was defeated on the spot without the ability to fight back.

The "Holy Mountain Hundred Dragon Tyrant", whose fighting skills were extremely splendid with light and shadow effects, surged away in one go. Not only did it completely smash the body of Seven-Star Fighter Tang Xian, dissociated it into basic molecules, and then completely annihilated it, it also destroyed the body of Half-Step Dou Shi.

Overnight, Wang's body was riddled with holes, broken bones and tendons. His whole body was like a sack of flour. He couldn't stand, and he lay limply on the ground, like an egg-filled pancake!

Facts have once again proved that since ancient times, the right side of the wave has been defeated! Xiaoyan smiled at the end, not only killing a destiny's son who was favored by luck, but also killing a large number of elders from the sect who were more senior, had good cards, and had leapfrogged.

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to hold down his violently beating heart, trying to calm down the overly violent fighting spirit as soon as possible. After all, the lungs that opened the second door of the "Eight Gate Dunjia Formation" were supported by the activation of the seven-day protector, and he risked opening the third door of the heart.

Gate, after multiplying the fighting spirit by ten, multiply it by ten again. The amount of fighting spirit exceeds one hundred times, which is really difficult to control.
Chapter completed!