Chapter 129: Lingering Souls

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Chapter 129 Lingering Souls

Outside the Heart Refining Pagoda, many monks had already left, and only a few remained. After all, the autumn hunting in Yancheng is still in progress, and the month of January is slowly approaching.

"Several days have passed, Xiao Fan and the others haven't come out yet, are they really dead inside?"

"Who knows, this ghostly place is called the Killing Space, why didn't I see any killings, just this mind refining tower is still useful, there is no inheritance at all!"

"Don't talk about killing, I haven't even seen a soul beast, so I guess it's a scam! You can't get out of this shitty place now."

The crowd was extremely angry, and everyone was trapped in the killing space. Seeing that the autumn hunting in Yancheng was about to end, they couldn't leave this ghostly place.

It would be great if there were soul beasts here, they could still hunt the soul beasts to get the soul crystals, but now they have nothing, even if they kill everyone, they won't get many points.

"boom!"

At this moment, the Mind Refining Pagoda exploded suddenly, and terrifying air waves rushed in all directions. The crowd panicked, and the monks who were closer to the Mind Refining Tower were directly blasted away, turning into waves of blood mist and filling the void.

Even though they were miles apart, they were still injured by that momentum, and the others were thrown away like ants, vomiting blood.

What is killing? What is death? Those who died finally understood at the moment before they died.

Slowly, this space began to collapse, and the crowd panicked and screamed.

At the very center of the explosion, where the Heart Refining Pagoda was located, there were five figures but they were all safe and sound.

No, to be precise, it is the six figures, besides Xiao Fan and his party, there is also Zhao Wubing, originally he was killing the enemy in the fifth floor illusion, persisted for several days, unexpectedly woke up suddenly.

Zhao Wubing looked at the movement around him, his eyes widened with disbelief, when he saw Xiao Fan and the others, it was as if he had seen a ghost.

How many of them are still on top of you? Isn't that the sixth floor? Are people at Kamikaze Academy really this perverted?

A gust of wind and waves blew by, and the bodies of several people did not obey their orders, and they blew in all directions. The little witch tightly hugged Xiao Fan's arm, and Xiao Fan chuckled.

Ling Feng on the opposite side opened his teeth and claws, wishing to change places with Xiao Fan immediately, but he was hugged tightly by the fat man, which made Ling Feng hate the fat man to the bone.

At the same time, Xiao Jin was holding the fat man's head, which almost made the fat man go crazy.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Fan and the others could no longer open their eyes. In the distance, there were two figures looking at Xiao Fan with gritted teeth. They wanted to rush up, but they had no choice. By.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Fan and the others slowly lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

"Where is this?" Xiao Fan opened his eyes, and found a thin and beautiful figure lying quietly in his arms, who else could it be except the little witch.

Xiao Fan called out once, but he didn't wake her up, so he simply let her lie there to sleep, so after an hour, Xiao Fan couldn't help feeling a little puzzled seeing that the little witch hadn't woken up yet.

"Hey, hey, it's almost there, my hands are numb." Xiao Fan released his soul power, and suddenly found that the little witch was pretending to be unconscious on purpose.

"I slept really well this time." The little witch yawned and stretched, as if nothing happened.

"You're sleeping soundly, I didn't sleep well." Xiao Fan curled his lips and muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" The little witch glared angrily, Xiao Fan was so frightened that he kept silent, and the little witch went crazy, which was not something he could bear.

"He said that he also wants to sleep. Since you want to sleep so much, let you sleep here forever."

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from behind the two, Xiao Fan and the two turned their heads suddenly, only to find two figures looking at them coldly ten meters away.

"It's you again? It's really lingering!" Xiao Fan's eyes turned cold, and he recognized the person who came at a glance. Isn't it the two powerful members of the Sun family?

"You have nowhere to escape this time, right? If the old man doesn't chop you up, I'll take your surname!" The old man with the broken arm yelled angrily, and rushed towards Xiao Fan like a hungry wolf.

"I don't have such an unfilial son like you!" Xiao Fan pushed the little witch away with a palm, a terrifying murderous aura burst out, the Shura sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed out without hesitation.

blood kill!

A blood-colored rainbow spanned the sky, and the piercing murderous aura made the old man with a broken arm froze, and fled to the side in panic. Even so, the broken arm was rubbed by the sword again, and blood spurted wildly!

"Slaying power? You actually comprehended the legendary killing power, how many people have to be killed!" The green-robed old man behind looked at Xiao Fan in horror.

Zhanzong powerhouses' comprehension of combat skills is far from comparable to that of Zhan Zunjing. Even if Zhan Zongjing suppresses cultivation bases to perform third-rank combat skills, it is far from being comparable to Zhan Zun's forced display of fourth-rank combat skills.

The gap between these is the potential. Once you understand the potential, the power of the combat skill will be doubled. If the third-rank combat skills are practiced to the point of perfection, plus the potential, the combat power will increase greatly.

This is also the reason why Xiao Fan, at the peak of the War Master Realm, fought back the strong late Zhan Zun and beheaded the middle Zhan Zun monks.

After comprehending the potential, one can become a grand master. As long as the soul power breaks through the Zhan Zong realm, that is a veritable Zhan Zong!

With Xiao Fan's understanding of the situation, as long as the soul power is strong enough, he can break through the Zhanzong Realm!

"Little bastard, you have sneaked up on me again and again, die to me!" The old man with the broken arm was furious, with the long knife in his hand facing the sky, and his soul power was released, condensing into a sword light several feet long, The blade roared with an extremely sharp aura.

"Sneak attack?" Xiao Fan sneered, breaking his arm last time was considered a sneak attack, but today, you made the first move yourself, so is it considered a sneak attack?

Xiao Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he slashed out with his sword again, the killing power and the sword power merged into one, and the erupting sword light became more dazzling and terrifying.

"Even if you understand the power, so what, you are only in the Zhan Zongjing, and you will never understand the gap between Zhan Zongjing and Zhan Zunjing." The old man with the broken arm sneered, sweeping down with his long knife, he wanted to kill Xiao Fan one strike.

"Really?" The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched into an evil smile. In terms of combat experience, he killed millions in the God-killing Trial. Who can compare with him?

In terms of soul power, the soul power refined by the ghost battle soul is the purest soul power, and the meridians are far from comparable at the same level, even in the early days of the Zhanzong state, they may not be comparable to themselves!

His comprehension of sword power and killing power is not weaker than that of the broken-armed old man.

To sum up the above three points, Xiao Fan does not think that he is weaker than the early Zhanzong stage, even in the middle Zhanzong stage, he dares to fight with all his might.

"Breaking the waves!"

"Total Annihilation!"

The two shouted angrily almost at the same time, and the old man with the broken arm slashed down angrily, with peerless sharpness and relentless forward movement.

Xiao Fan swung his sword very calmly, and countless sword qi bloomed in front of him, like ten thousand swords all at once, counterattacking, the speed was extremely rare.

"Just because you want to kill me?" The old man with the broken arm sneered, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his neck with a look of horror on his face.

"It's up to me!" Xiao Fan appeared on a big tree, holding a sword flower, and looked at the old man with a broken arm very calmly.