"Let me go!?"

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows, as if asking: You let me go?!

Chu Huan was a little stunned for a moment, didn't the other party understand what he meant.

Immediately, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted: "Qin Fan, you get out now, I can ignore it, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"

"You're welcome!"

Qin Fan snorted coldly, his body rushed up, and the Battle Spirit Overlord Fist condensed in mid-air, "People nowadays are really strange, they always like to call themselves Lao Tzu! If you want to be my Lao Tzu, it depends on whether you have the strength to do so!"

After speaking, Qin Fan's Overlord Fist blasted out directly, and the fist shadow in mid-air flew sideways, and the target was Chu Huan.

The power of thunder and lightning swam in the shadow of the fist, and the surrounding heavens of oppression trembled, and the invisible energy oppression made everyone present breathe rapidly.

"Humph!"

Chu Huan didn't dare to be careless at all, turned his fists into palms, and directly greeted him, "Qin Fan, let me see what strength you have!"

This seemingly careless palm, there is a dragon rhyme in it, in the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds in the two palms suddenly changed, and the two golden flying dragons rushed out directly, resisting Qin Fan's fists.

"Bang!"

The moment their fists and palms intersected, the two golden flying dragons roared wildly into the sky, and a wave of turbulent energy swept away the heavens and the earth.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A terrifying loud bang erupted one after another in mid-air, and the Golden Wyvern did not break through the Battle Spirit Overlord Fist, and the moment they intersected, the fists dissipated, leaving only a hundred miles of ruins around.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Qin Fan's figure retreated wildly, stabilizing his body a hundred meters away, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to protrude a few mouthfuls of blood.

And Chu Huan's situation on the side was not optimistic, his body also retreated a hundred meters, bright red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face was even more shocking.

"How is it possible, my own dragon game palm technique actually failed to kill Qin Fan!?"

Chu Huan's Dragon Palm Technique is a Xuan-level soul technique personally created by Chu Huan's father, Chu Youlong.

When Chu Huan was ten years old, Chu Youlong taught Chu Huan this set of palm techniques.

In the past five years, Chu Huan has experienced countless battles, and he has already mastered the Dragon Palm Technique.

In the fight with others, he used the dragon palm technique many times, and he did not taste defeat.

Unexpectedly, today he was defeated by Qin Fan.

"Could it be that he is also a wisdom battle soul?! That set of boxing techniques, is it also a Xuan-level soul skill?!"

Chu Huan's eyes trembled, and he looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

Qin Fan's fists are very weird, with the power of thunder and lightning, and he can defeat the You Dragon Palm Technique with one punch, which is definitely above the Xuan-level soul technique!

was countered by the dragon palm method, and Chu Huan's tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Chu Huan, your guess is right! I am also a wise battle spirit, but you will be the last person to know this secret!"

Of course, Qin Fan saw Chu Huan's confusion, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked straight over.

"Qin Fan, don't think that you can kill me like this!"

Chu Huan spit out the blood in his mouth, smiled coldly, and then the cold long sword appeared in his palm again, and a strange light filled in an instant.

"Divine soldiers?"

Qin Fan stopped and guessed in his heart.

Just now, he thought that what Chu Huan was holding was just a weapon, but now judging from the color and aura of the long sword, it is absolutely extraordinary.

"Count your kid with a little vision! Being able to die in the hands of Han Mo will not cost your life!"

Chu Huan's wrist flipped, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed, and the ink color of the sword body fell off, as if he was reborn.

In the blink of an eye, the sword body was as clear as jade, and the invisible cold aura made everyone present feel the cold to the bone.

"And so it was!"

Qin Fan's eyes curled slightly, without the slightest fear, but with an extreme self-confidence.

Through the battle with Chu Huan just now, Qin Fan concluded that Chu Huan had not broken through the Cold Spirit Realm, otherwise with Chu Huan's strength, it would never be possible to catch his palms.

This means that Chu Huan's divine weapon, like his own, was obtained through external forces.

Compared with the divine soldiers awakened by themselves, their strength will be greatly weakened.

Even so, Qin Fan didn't dare to be careless.

"Qin Fan, suffer death! I will let the Qin family cut off their children and grandchildren today, hahahaha..."

Chu Huan laughed wildly, pinched out three charms in his palm, and directly entered the Yin Han Long Sword!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In an instant, the Yin Han Long Sword swung in mid-air, unleashing a strange sword formation, judging from the naked eye alone, there were no less than tens of thousands of swords among them.

"Kill me!"

Chu Huan shouted angrily, and three of the long swords flew out sideways, directly attacking Qin Fan.

“...”

Qin Fan's feet moved, dodging the two long swords in it, but the last one stabbed Qin Fan's forearm, and the blood stained the air red in an instant.

"Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh..."

With one successful blow, Chu Huan didn't give Qin Fan any respite, and pinched out spells one after another, following the trail of blood, attacking and killing Qin Fan.

Qin Fan was in the dense rain of swords, moving and dodging, but due to his injury, his pace gradually slowed down, and several long swords passed through Qin Fan's body.

In an instant, a deep bloodstain mark condensed in midair.

"Qin Fan, I'll see how long you can hide!"

Chu Huan had cold sweat on his forehead, and shouted through gritted teeth.

Due to the injury, coupled with the consumption of Yuan Li, the control of the formation is gradually weakening.

At this moment, Chu Huan's gaze suddenly swept and landed on the two black-clothed young men not far away, as if they were planning something.

"Lu Tu, Li Xianyuan, this time you will make a contribution to my Chu family!"

Chu Huan moved his palm, pinched out two spells, mobilized two Yin Han long swords, and attacked Lu Tu and Li Xianyuan directly.

The two of them instantly understood Chu Huan's approach, and before they had time to speak, they took out the charm in their bracers and prepared to escape.

But the moment his fingers struck the spell, two bright swords pierced through his chest.

"Bang!

The two corpses fell to the ground in shock and fear.

Immediately after, Chu Huan gathered a strange absorption formation in his hand, transferring all the Yuan Power and Aura of the two of them to himself.

"Master, he is nourishing blood with blood, stop him!"

Seeing this scene, Long Yan's voice suddenly became tense and said.

Qin Fan also seemed to recognize the seriousness of the problem, if Chu Huan was allowed to have the Yuan Force and aura of the other two people.

That is equivalent to fighting with three people at the same time, and you will definitely lose!

So it must be stopped!

"It's up to you, it's a joke to try to stop me!"

Chu Huan turned his head and smiled coldly, his palms were still sucking continuously, and he didn't stop at all.

"Bang!"

Qin Fan was not verbose, and the Overlord Fist condensed in his palm, and blasted out directly towards Chu Huan.

The thunder and lightning above the fists condensed like substance, tearing the sky, and in the billowing and whistling air, killing opportunities were bound to appear.

Compared with the previous punch, the momentum has not diminished at all.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The moment the fists were about to land on Chu Huan's body, Chu Huan's body formed a defensive sword net, completely dissolving the momentum of the two fists.

"How so?!"

When Qin Fan saw this scene, he immediately became confused.

If the Yin Han Long Sword was just an ordinary divine weapon, it would never have been possible to form such a powerful defensive sword network.

"Could it be that he is a genius of the Divine Soul Twins?!" Long Yan's exclamatory voice came again.

"Soul Twins? What do you mean?".

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PS: Come on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you have to stick to it!