Seeing that Xing Yuan didn't care about himself at all, several noble sons chased after him directly as if their dignity had been provoked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In all fairness, the talents of these people are also outstanding, but dogs can't change to eat, and they have the confidence to make them think that they are the biggest, and everyone has to rely on him.

"How dare you not answer me!"

Wang Xu, who questioned Xingyuan at the beginning, was angry, and directly punched towards Xingyuan, which made no sense at all.

Feeling a gust of fist wind hitting his back, Xing Yuan frowned slightly, and then turned sideways, skillfully avoiding Wang Xu's punch, and then Xing Yuan ran over like thunder, raised his right foot, kicked out suddenly, and kicked Wang Xu in the chest, kicking Wang Xu directly.

Burst!

Wang Xu's body is not strong, how can he stand such a kick from Xingyuan, you must know that Xingyuan is a strong man comparable to the demon.

"You! dare to kick me, my cousin won't let you go. Wang Xu's mouth was mixed with blood, and he pointed at Xingyuan vaguely and scolded, eager to eat Xingyuan.

Xing Yuan glanced at Wang Xu coldly, and that look came to everyone's eyes through the mask, it was the cold-blooded eyes that Xing Yuan had practiced since he was a child in the life-and-death struggle with demon beasts, which directly shocked everyone, no one expected that Xing Yuan would really dare to make a move on Wang Xu, even Dongfang Yu did not dare to turn his face at Wang Xu easily.

Everyone looked at Xing Yuan coldly, and a few people went to help Wang Xu up, looking like Wang Xu's little brother.

"Huh. Good boy, he dared to make a move on Senior Brother Wang Xu, he had the courage. Dongfang Yu was also stunned by Xing Yuan's sudden move, the speed of Xing Yuan's kick just now was very fast, which made Dongfang Yu have a new guess about Xing Yuan's cultivation.

Xingyuan, who was pointed out by Qianfu, was not afraid at all, but said lightly: "Accompany you to the end!"

After saying that, Xingyuan left alone, leaving everyone standing in place face to face.

He Yu stood in the crowd, he didn't forcibly help Xing Yuan just now, Wang Xu and Dongfang Yu did have some backers, even if Wang Yu was the senior brother of the Dacheng class, he couldn't compete, after all, Wang Yu didn't have any backstage.

"Don't help me, hurry up and investigate what the origin of this little cub is, there is a backer in the green gassa department!!"

Wang Xu showed a resentful look, there was a tendency to peel Xingyuan if he didn't agree with him, if he finally found out that there was no force behind Xingyuan, he was bound to give Xingyuan a lesson that he would never forget.

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Returning to his courtyard alone, Xing Yuan didn't take Wang Xu to heart at all, the other party thought that everyone had to obey him and others could live under him, but Xing Yuan didn't have that heart, and Xing Yuan hadn't mixed up to the point of surviving on others.

Xing Yuan returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, threw aside the maple blade scroll given by Lin Yandong, and took out the Soul Splitting Three Slashing Technique from the ring, this demon art is very simple, giving people a strong sense of the times.

Xing Yuan turned the first page, and several big characters suddenly appeared in front of him: the first layer of the Soul Splitting Three Slashing Technique, condensing the demonic qi in his hands, silently reciting the mantra of the soul in his mouth, using the demonic qi as a guide, summoning an unconscious hellish ghast to assist in the battle, and the strength of the ghast will change with the change of the master's cultivation.

After Xing Yuan finished reading it, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his mind began to roar, and an extremely gloomy mantra appeared for no reason, this mantra seemed to be branded, and it appeared repeatedly in Xing Yuan's mind, making Xing Yuan's face pale, but he subconsciously remembered this mantra deeply.

"Will the Soul Splitting Three Slash Technique advance with the progress of cultivation? If you can cultivate to the third layer, you can use the Yellow Rank Intermediate Demon Technique... Upgrade to a low-level hexistic!!"

Xing Yuan looked at the vague words, and immediately fell into shock after reading the words, if he cultivated to the third layer, he could advance from the Yellow Rank Intermediate Demon Technique to the Xuan Rank Low Demon Technique, this was simply too unbelievable, you must know that the entire Yun Ling Department did not have even one step of Xuan Rank Demon Technique.

Xuan-level demonism is a light-hearted weight, but to put it mildly, if any book of Xuan-level demonism spreads out of the Qingkasa Division, it will definitely cause a shock in the Jincui Mountain Range and even the entire Wanling Mountain.

Xingyuan suddenly felt as if he had found a treasure, and he was a little stunned.

"If you don't practice now, when will you wait?"

Saying that, Xing Yuan stood up and pulled out the Soul Suppression Knife, in fact, Xing Yuan thought about using the Demon Moon to cultivate, but after thinking about it, the Demon Moon had a mysterious origin, and had its own unique sword technique and demon arts, so he still decided to use the Soul Suppression Knife to cultivate.

With the improvement of cultivation and the sublimation of knowledge, Xing Yuan felt more and more that the Demon Moon could not easily appear in front of people, even if he had to use the Demon Moon, then those who had seen the Demon Moon would be killed and killed, and would never leave a living mouth, which was also the rule that Xing Yuan set for himself.

Xingyuan stood in the room, holding the Soul Suppression Knife tightly with both hands, and the small stream that mysteriously appeared in his body moved at will, and suddenly began to enter a state of battle, surging in the seven meridians and eight veins of Xingyuan, mobilizing Xingyuan's demon sea, and calling out the demonic qi stored in the demon sea.

In an instant, Xing Yuan's hands exuded a pale yellow demonic aura, which was a yellow-level demonic aura.

Then Xing Yuan muttered to himself according to the mantra on the Soul Splitting Three Slash Technique, the mantra given by the Soul Splitting Three Slash Technique was very obscure and difficult to read, as long as Xing Yuan remembered this mantra in his mind, there was a roar immediately, making Xing Yuan's mind feel as if it had been bombed, but Xing Yuan still struggled to pronounce it word by word.

"Ah~"

Xingyuan felt like his head was about to crack, and that mantra was simply worse than death.

When the roar in his mind was uncontrollable, a wave of consciousness also rushed into Xingyuan's consciousness.

"Ignorant child, dare to steal my mastery, let me see how many dares you have!!"

The Soul Suppression Knife in Xing Yuan's hand shook violently, the amplitude was so large that Xing Yuan could barely hold it, and Xing Yuan felt that a big hammer was slamming his head, and the pain was extremely great.

"Ah~ who are you?"

Xing Yuan heard the old but heroic voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, and asked with difficulty.

"Xiao'er stole my school, and asked me who I was, it's really ridiculous and generous, and I was so generous..."

The sound was like a machine, not like a living person, but more like an instinctive reaction left by the mighty man many years ago before he was about to die, allowing his soul to automatically guard after death.

Xing Yuan felt that his mind was getting more and more painful, as if he was being squeezed by heaven and earth, and there was nowhere to escape but the pain was incomparable, and in the end, after Xing Yuan persisted for ten breaths, his hands spread out without obeying the call, and he threw the soul suppression knife to the ground at once.

Xingyuan seemed to have returned to its place after being withdrawn from it, like waking up from a dream.

"It's... What the hell is it?"

Xing Yuan gasped for air, not knowing what kind of monster the voice that appeared just now was, it didn't seem like it came from the mantra of the Soul Splitting Three Slash Technique, because Xing Yuan didn't feel that he had summoned a ghast spirit at all.

"So..."

Xing Yuan looked at the ground and quietly moved the Soul Suppression Knife, the Soul Suppression Knife was extremely black, as if it could devour the mind.

"Could it be... There's a soul stored in the Soul Suppression Knife??"