"Die!"

Xiang Yuan roared angrily and exerted his strength again, clenched his fist and slammed directly into the opponent's chest.

This punch made Fang Biao fly more than fifty meters on the spot, and he couldn't get up again.

"How is that possible! What kind of combat skill is this? ”

Fang Yan stared at Xiang Yuan, his eyes full of horror.

Xiang Yuan looked at the sword wound in his palm, and the wound was not big.

But what made Xiang Yuan secretly happy was that a bell rang not big or small, and the wound was actually wrapped in the spiritual rhyme of the golden bell in his body, and he recovered quickly.

Moreover, the explosion just now directly caused Xiang Yuan to break through the shackles of the meridians and enter the third layer realm.

"Boy, I'm asking you!"

Xiang Yuan looked up at Fang Yan.

"What's the matter with telling you, this is the Saint-level low-level Spiritual Qi Technique, if you have the guts, come and take it!"

"Holy Steps......

After a brief shock, Fang Yan fell directly into madness, he let out a burst of laughter, and struck at Xiang Yuan, as if the Saint-level Technique was already his.

"Spiritual weapons?"

Feeling the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the long sword in Fang Yan's hand, Xiang Yuan's eyes were cold, and he decided to grit his teeth and fight hard.

Fang Yan obviously didn't want to kill Xiang Yuan like this, but wanted to abolish his dantian first.

But Fang Yan never expected that in the face of his sword, Xiang Yuan not only did not dodge, but pounced straight up.

Just heard a pop, and the spirit sword really passed through Xiang Yuan's abdomen.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yan was directly stunned on the spot, but Xiang Yuan didn't want to give him time to react at all, and the Thunder Tiger Fist directly hit Fang Yan's throat.

This punch directly shattered Fang Yan's entire neck.

"You ......"

Fang Yan took two steps back from his throat, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xiang Yuan, who still had a sword in his abdomen, in disbelief.

He never imagined that this kid would be so ruthless and desperate.

"If I give you a chance to react, I will only be the one who will die."

Xiang Yuan followed two steps, held the spirit sword in his abdomen and pulled it out directly, and with a brush, a dead head flew out directly.

"Poof......

After solving Fang Yan, Xiang Yuan held the spirit sword in his hand and half-knelt on the ground, spewing out a blood mist.

The spirit sword in his hand was still trembling wildly, wanting to get out of Xiang Yuan's control.

"Made!"

Feeling the strong resistance of the spirit sword, Xiang Yuan's anger surged, and he stepped on the sword with one foot, and as soon as his hand was forced, the sword was directly bent.

"It's not a good sword for you to kill your master, I give you two choices, either be crushed by me, or recognize me as the master."

Xiang Yuan's voice was very loud, and he pressed the spirit sword under his feet, his eyes were cold.

Seeing that it was still struggling, Xiang Yuan's heart was crossed, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was directly pressed down and almost touched the instep of his foot.

With a click, a crack appeared directly on the body of the spirit sword.

It wasn't until this moment that the spirit sword fell silent.

Feeling the gentle spiritual power in the spirit sword, Xiang Yuan snorted coldly and raised his foot.

The spirit sword suddenly bounced back to straighten, emitting a sword sound, and the slight crack on the sword's body was also covered by spiritual power, and it was restored to its original state.

"A spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon, and it's really powerful."

Accepting the spirit sword in his hand, Xiang Yuan had time to care about his injuries.

The sword wound in the abdomen had stopped bleeding under the nourishment of the power of the golden bell, and it seemed to be fine.

"This sword was pierced into the dantian, and it was still injured a little, but it was worth it to instantly kill a strong person who was three layers higher than the cultivation level."

In fact, when Jin Ling repaired the meridian dantian of the flesh body, Xiang Yuan should have discovered that the Qiankun Bell had this ability, but he was too unfamiliar with it at the time, and he didn't think about it so much.

If it weren't for Fang Biao's sword just now, it would have been impossible to discover this.

Thinking of Fang Biao, Xiang Yuan looked at him at this time, and just saw Fang Biao standing up with difficulty, wanting to run.

Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, and Fang Biao was so frightened that he stood directly in place, not daring to move.

"Xiang, Brother Xiang, as long as you spare my life, I will teach you the Yuan-rank mid-level combat skills I cultivated, how about it?"

Staring at the panicked Fang Biao, Xiang Yuan sneered.

"Your Fang family chooses to go against the Xiang family, you should think of today, it's just a Yuan-level battle technique, I have that thing, you better keep it and practice it yourself!"

Xiang Yuan's tyrant temperament at this time almost blinded Fang Biao's dog eyes.

This person can't even look down on the Yuan-level exercises, is it possible that he still wants to covet the Holy Rank?

How did he know that Xiang Yuan's family was thick!

Just talking about the Yuan-level exercises, there are nearly a thousand sets hidden in Xiang Yuan's body, Fang Biao wants to save his life with this kind of thing, wouldn't he point at Xiang Yuan's nose and scold him for being poor.

"Xiang Yuan, this is a Yuan-level combat skill, except for the sect forces, it is difficult to find a set in the outside world, you ......"

"Less!"

Xiang Yuan flicked his long sword, feeling that the injury in his abdomen was recovering rapidly, he walked towards Fang Biao.

"Before I die, I will also let you understand that Lao Tzu is poor and only has a bunch of exercises left."

When Fang Biao was stunned, Xiang Yuan was about to make a move, but his quickened pace was paused, and he slowly retreated.

Seeing Xiang Yuan's movements, Fang Biao was stunned, thinking that Xiang Yuan regretted it, and his face showed joy.

"As long as you let me go, I will tell you the method of cultivating the combat skills of the Flame Palm."

Xiang Yuan's expression was extremely vigilant, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and looked at Fang Biao, who had escaped death.

"Fang Biao, it's not that I won't give you a chance, it's that your life is too thin."

Xiang Yuan no longer hesitated after speaking, turned around and ran.

Seeing his reaction, Fang Biao also sensed that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look behind him, he collapsed directly to the ground.

At the entrance of the canyon, a spirit beast appeared at some point.

It was a spotted leopard more than three meters long, staring at Fang Biao, and there were still some blood stains on the exposed fangs.

Fang Biao's breathing began to become rapid, but Xiang Yuan's punch just now had seriously injured his internal organs, and he couldn't escape at all.

"Xiang Yuan, I won't let you go."

Xiang Yuan, who had already run away, listened to Fang Biao's roar and snorted coldly with disdain.

"Whoever kills me, I will kill him, and you Fang Biao should not complain about me."

When Xiang Yuan was still running, he suddenly heard a faint sound behind him.

When he turned around, he saw that a mile away from him, the spotted leopard had actually followed.

Xiang Yuan cursed and sped up again, but then he snorted, and the sharp pain in his abdomen made him grin his teeth.

"I want to know that there will be such a thing, so why bother with that person."

It's useless to regret now, and Xiang Yuan doesn't regret it, but his abdomen is torn open again under the violent running.

"It's over!"

When Xiang Yuan ran to the depths of the canyon, his heart sank, and there was a cliff in front of him.

There is no exit here, there are cliffs on three sides, and there is only one exit.

As soon as Xiang Yuan turned around, he saw that the spotted leopard was already less than fifty meters away from him, and there were still blood dripping from its mouth.

Seeing the eyes of this petaled leopard, Xiang Yuan knew that this was not a first-order spirit beast, it should have already begun to have spiritual intelligence.

"Second-order spirit beasts, meet on a narrow road, either you die, or I live!"