This sudden voice directly made the departing Ji Xue pause, and turned to stare at the void behind him with a smile on her face.

The others were also taken aback by this voice, and they all forgot what they were doing for a while, and locked their eyes on Ming Xuan in unison.

"Xuan... Xuanjiao, it's Xuanxuan! He's not dead!" Everyone in the Ji family, who was originally surrendering, suddenly became excited when they looked at that figure.

"I knew that although you were young, you didn't look like a reckless person in any way, and you wouldn't die so easily!" Ji Batian stared at the shocking and miracle-creating figure, and couldn't help but smile.

", is this kid a little strong, he didn't die after receiving a blow from the spirit king's mortal high-level spiritual skills!" Everyone in the Fu family only felt that the scene they saw today completely subverted their cognition, when could the spirit master be so strong!

After Fu Yan heard this, he also felt very shocked and surprised, and subconsciously turned around and stared at Ming Xuan, who had unkempt hair and tattered clothes in the void.

"Heh, you little bastard's life is really hard, after receiving a blow from the mortal high-level spiritual skill I cast, not only did he not die, but he was able to stand up and provoke me!" Fu Yan stared at Ming Xuan for a moment, and couldn't help but sneer and said.

"Who said that Lao Tzu must die if he receives a blow from you!, the first-order spirit king, that is, it is equivalent to the early demon beast of the fourth order, and Lao Tzu has not been killed!" Ming Xuan stroked his unkempt hair and said very casually.

"I'm not ashamed to say that I dared to threaten in front of me that I had killed the fourth-order early stage demon beast, I was really not afraid of the wind and flashed my tongue!" Fu Yan didn't believe what Ming Xuan said at all, thinking that Ming Xuan was just talking big words.

"Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk to you!" Ming Xuan rolled his eyes at Fu Yan, "Just now Lao Tzu has been just passively defending, and his purpose is to see how strong the Spirit King's strength is, so he has never really made a move, so you will also take Lao Tzu's blow and try it, how about it?"

"Hmph, since you are looking for death by yourself, then I have no reason not to fulfill you!" Fu Yan snorted coldly, and his figure flickered and reached the void again.

When Ming Xuan saw Fu Yan coming up, his mind moved, and the aura around his body suddenly increased, and a three-zhang long spiritual energy giant sword was condensed in front of him, which was the slashing blow in "Qingling Sword Technique"!

"Is it a mortal high-level offensive spirit skill?" Fu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he shook his head with a chuckle, "Your strength has not yet arrived, and a mortal high-level spirit skill is not used like this." ”

After saying that, I saw Fu Yan's hands move in the same way, and he once again condensed a hammer of spiritual energy in front of him. However, what made this hammer different from the previous one was that there was a looming spirit pattern on the hammer, and at first glance, it was somewhat similar to the blood pattern that Ming Xuan had cultivated.

"What is this?Can the casting of spiritual skills also have spirit patterns?" Ming Xuan couldn't help frowning as he felt the terrifying aura contained in the spiritual energy hammer in Fu Yan's hand.

"Hehe, kid, you don't know yet, right? When a high-level or above spiritual skill is cultivated to the fullest, it can already condense the spirit pattern! The same spirit skill, different people cultivate and use it, and the more spirit patterns that the cultivator condenses, the stronger the power will be. However, the condensation of the spirit pattern requires at least the cultivation of the spirit king or above to condense it, so all high-level spirit skills are generally only cultivated by people above the spirit king. ”

"To be honest, I'm curious about you. Obviously, he is only a fourth-order spirit master's cultivation, but the strength of his meridians is unexpectedly powerful, and he can actually do it with ease when he uses all high-level spirit skills. However, if you use the cultivation of a spirit master to cultivate a mortal high-level spiritual skill, although the power is not weak when you use it, it is impossible not to exert all the power at all. ”

Fu Yan stared at Ming Xuan and laughed strangely, and mocked Ming Xuan nakedly.

"Oh, is there still such a mystery in this?, why didn't the old bastard tell me about the spirit of the Yuan Furnace?" Ming Xuan couldn't help frowning, and secretly scolded the spirit of the Yuan Furnace.

Regarding the above things of the Spirit King, Ming Xuan didn't know much about it even within the family, after all, he had always thought that the Spirit King was too far away from him. Encountering this situation at this moment, it immediately exposed his limitations of not understanding the cultivation side thoroughly.

The so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, Ming Xuan also secretly swore that after this incident, he must go back to make up for it, but he must not suffer a dumb loss because of this.

However, at this moment, even if Ming Xuan wanted to make up for it, it was too late. The arrow had to be fired. Even if he seriously underestimated the strength of the Spirit King, he had to bite the bullet.

"Slash the sky!" Ming Xuan shouted angrily, and swung the huge three-zhang spirit sword in his hand and slashed towards Fu Yan.

Seeing this, Fu Yan once again showed a trace of disdain and chuckled, and then swung the Spiritual Qi Hammer in his hand from the bottom to the top and struck it in the same way.

"Poof, poof!"

As a burst of shattering sound spread, I saw that the aura long sword in Ming Xuan's hand had dissipated directly under the touch of the aura hammer in Fu Yan's hand, turning into a little star and disappearing without a trace. Then Ming Xuan was directly shocked by this hammer and spurted out a mouthful of blood, leaving a pillar of blood in the void and flying upside down.

Ming Xuan, who flew out upside down, had been gliding in the void for nearly a hundred meters before stabilizing his figure.

After stabilizing his figure, he only felt a surge in his body, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Is this the true strength of the Spirit King?" it is terrifying!" Ming Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his gaze at Fu Yan became very ugly, "His previous blow is estimated to be less than half the power of this blow, right?

"Since he is also a mortal high-level spiritual skill, he can't fight him without the blessing of the spirit pattern, then try if the low-level spirit skill of the spirit product can fight him without the blessing of the spirit pattern?"

Mingxuan secretly thought about it, and made a decision in his heart. As soon as the figure moved, it flew to Fu Yan again.

Then Ming Xuan stood with his hands in his hands and stared at Fu Yan for a moment, before he hooked his hand at the other party and said provocatively: "Come again, this time Lao Tzu will let you strike first!"

"Heh, are you still coming?" Fu Yan snorted disdainfully, and couldn't help but wave the spiritual energy hammer in his hand casually, "You are really a hundred-legged insect, you are not stiff when you die! After being hit twice by this son, you can still stand up, it seems that your physical strength is not weak, you must have practiced some body refining exercises, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just let the horse come, this time Lao Tzu will definitely beat you!" Ming Xuan said with an impatient expression, and then closed his eyes and brewed.

"Sharp teeth!"

Seeing that Mingxuan was so big, Fu Yan dared to close his eyes, and couldn't help but show a look of resentment, and spit out four words word by word.

Then Fu Yan didn't talk nonsense, and in a few trances, his figure reached the higher void in front of Ming Xuan.

"Boy, I won't play with you anymore, watch this son solve you with one blow!"

Fu Yan shouted angrily, only to see that the Spiritual Qi Hammer held high in his hand had unconsciously condensed an additional spiritual pattern again, and the terrifying aura contained in it had also increased a few points again.

"What? Fu Yan's previous blow hadn't even done his best!" Ji Batian felt the aura of the Spiritual Qi Hammer in Fu Yan's hand a little terrifying again, and couldn't help but show a look of shock, he didn't expect the Spirit King to be so terrifying.

"It's miserable, the previous blow Xuan Xuan can take is already extremely reluctant, this blow is stronger, he will definitely not be able to take it!" Ji Baling also shook his head, not optimistic about Ming Xuan.

"I don't know where this Xuan Xuan came from, he is not very old, and his realm is only a fourth-order spirit master, but his strength is so strong, he can actually argue with the Spirit King!" Fu Qian had already put away his contempt for Ming Xuan, he thought that if he faced Ming Xuan, he would definitely not be his opponent.

At the same time, he was also a little glad that when he fought against Ming Xuan before, the other party did not kill him at the beginning. If the other party had killed him from the beginning, he might have been a corpse at this moment!

Seeing that the Spiritual Qi Hammer in Fu Yan's hand was getting closer and closer to Ming Xuan, but Ming Xuan was still brewing with his eyes closed, everyone's hearts were also hanging higher and higher.

Closer, closer, closer!

In the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Qi Hammer carried the power of destroying the world and arrived at a position about two meters in front of Ming Xuan. The strong aura fluctuations, with gusts of wind, pressed down on Ming Xuan's face, and his long hair and clothes moved in the wind, making a rustling sound!

"Xuan... Dumb ......!" Seeing that Mingxuan still didn't react, Ji Xue couldn't help but scream hysterically in a burst of anxiety.

Ming Xuan seemed to hear Ji Xue's scream, and when Ji Xue's scream fell, he also opened his eyes suddenly. A burst of cold light shot out of his eyes, and his body suddenly exuded a powerful aura that was not inferior to the Spiritual Qi Hammer in Fu Yan's hand at all.

"What, what kind of aura is this? It's so terrifying!" Everyone watching below couldn't help but be taken aback, and they were shocked by the strength shown by Ming Xuan again.

Fu Yan felt the sudden increase in the terrifying aura on Ming Xuan's body, and he couldn't help but have a trace of uneasiness flashing in his heart, the trace of disdain on his face had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a deep solemnity.

"Spirit product low-level spirit skill, Tiangang Fist!"

Ming Xuan snorted, his right hand clenched into a fist, and as soon as he raised his hand with a bow, a punch blasted out, and it hit the hammer of spiritual energy in Fu Yan's hand firmly.

Under the collision of fists and hammers, there was no loud noise, no dazzling golden light that had erupted before, only a silence that could be heard when the needles fell.