readx;? Chapter 54: Nourishing the Soul (2-in-1)

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Esenfan does not have any grudges with this old Lei Zhe, and it can even be said that the entire Minya City, except for the people who invaded the country of Zhan at the beginning, has no grudges against Esenfan.

But this does not mean that Esenfan will let them go, after all, the country of Zhan has changed from a country comparable to the empire to a barren and barren land, and those people in Min Yacheng have never considered those who have nothing to do with them.

However, the old Lei Zhe did not offend Esenfan, but offended Ding Lin, the little witch, at the beginning, Ding Lin felt that this old guy looked at him very strangely, and looked for opportunities to take care of himself from time to time, but he didn't expect that this old guy had always had disgusting sexual fantasies about her, which made Ding Lin goosebumps, if it wasn't for Ethan Fan to practice swords, Ding Lin would have dismantled this old guy a long time ago.

Even now, Ding Lin still thinks that Ethan Fan's methods are too gentle, and the best thing is to use a witchcraft that can torture people fiercely, so that this old guy who makes Ding Lin feel extremely disgusted can taste the taste of life worse than death, and then kill him.

Suspended in the air, Esenfan didn't pay attention to the old shooter Lei Zhe's speculation at all, but roughly estimated the power of these five realms.

Zhanlong Ancient Soul's current strength is only about level nine, and the old shooter Lei Zhe has obviously reached the realm of level ten, and the five realms have a certain restrictive force on the old shooter Lei Zhe, but they can't really kill him, which probably shows that this field should only have a more significant effect on people with level nine strength.

"It seems that we still need to collect more souls to be able to wield the true power of this weapon. Yi Senfan had already roughly understood one of the attributes of the Zhanlong Sword, saw Ding Lin glaring at him with disgust, and also realized that the old shooter Lei Zhe had lived a little too long, and at the moment, Yi Senfan did not play a game of cat and mouse with the old shooter anymore, and held the Zhanlong Sword in his hand.

The most powerful skill of the azure dragon that fell from the sky was naturally the dragon pendant, and after Yi Senfan adjusted his position, the azure long sword immediately danced in the air, drawing a huge sword aura that had passed fifty meters

The physique of the ancients has greatly improved the strength of Esenfan, and the strength of the fighter's fighting spirit is determined by strength.

The terrifying aura of fifty meters easily shattered the space and fell backwards, and Ethan Fan's long sword slid through a sword light that reflected the arc moon, fiercely slashing at the heart of the sword aura aura.

With the power of this aura, a terrifying hurricane surging up the black clouds rose in an instant, and within the black rising hurricane, the long sword fell rapidly, and a clearly visible long dragon released its wild body, and suddenly fell from the heart of the black whirlwind, and crashed into the low mountain ridge with a bang

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~"

With a loud bang, the originally raised low mountain was razed to the ground at the moment when the blue hidden dragon fell, and the terrifying storm energy stirred everything around it into pieces, and the naked female blood clan who was hiding in the bushes without knowing it could not dodge at all, and her charming body turned into a mass of flesh and blood under the power of this destruction, and was swept into the air by the hurricane, dyed with a touch of red mist.

The Sword of the Zhan Dragon did not bless Esenfan with the power of Dou Qi, but at the moment when the sword fell, Esenfan could clearly feel that the destructive power was stacked by a few points under the full explosion of his ancient power, and according to Esenfan's estimate, the superimposed power was at least close to thirty percent

The current Esenfan's strength can no longer be calculated by that low-level Lucker, so now he can only measure the power of his skills in terms of the degree of destructive power.

Before transforming into an Ancient, if Ethan Fan did not use the power of the hidden dragon and the power of the blood clan, the dragon pendant could only injure a ninth-level powerhouse at most.

At this time, Esenfan did not use the power of the blood clan and the power of the hidden dragon, but the power of the explosion had already leveled a hill, this power should be enough to severely damage a tenth-level powerhouse, and this was not Esenfan's strongest blow

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The old shooter Lei Zhe was not seriously injured by Esenfan, the reason was not because Esenfan's dragon pendant was less powerful, but because Esenfan's movements were at least several times slower than usual when he was getting up.

This gives the old shooter Lei Zhe time to dodge, if it is usually a real battle, it is impossible for Esenfan to be so slow, presumably the old shooter Lei Zhe is not ready, the sword of the dragon has fallen, and this kind of power, I am afraid that it may kill this old shooter who is not good at defense in seconds.

After Esenfan's sword fell, the isolated space he had arranged was shattered, and the old shooter Lei Zhe felt that there was no restriction around him, and he fled out like crazy.

"Brother, chase after him, you can't let him run" Ding Lin immediately flew in front of Esenfan and said to Esenfan anxiously.

"It's okay, he can't run far, don't you sense someone coming in this direction?" said Esenfan.

Ding Lin glanced at the direction in which the shooter Lei Zhe had fled, and sure enough, he sensed that more than thirty breaths were rapidly approaching here.

These breaths Ding Lin is somewhat familiar, it should be the people of Min Yacheng, they obviously appeared the stump of Lei Zhe's disciple from that "inconspicuous" place, and then found this place and came to rescue the old archer Lei Zhe.

"Ding Lin, you set up a spatial enchantment, don't let my energy out, these guys happen to be sacrifices to my weapons. Esenfan had a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

The Sword of the Zhan Dragon needs the revenant soul to become more powerful, which also provokes Esenfan's stronger thirst for killing**, and among the thirty-three people who came to the rescue of Min Yacheng, Esenfan did not intend to let go of any of them.

"There is a character with good strength, and the others are characters that can be ignored. Ding Lin told Esenfan what she had discovered.

"It's okay, the characters who ignore add up, and it's also a very delicious sword food. Esenfan carried a long sword and followed slowly behind the panicked old Lei Zhe.

A total of thirty-three people came to the rescue of Min Yacheng this time, all of whom were members of the Min Yamo clan, and after the patriarch of the Mo clan showed the arm that was severed by the divine power, he realized that those stubborn law enforcers of the Holy See were likely to chase down this Min Yacheng and kill these two guys who had committed serious crimes in the Holy See.

Lei Zhe and his disciples are both good marksmen, and the most important thing is that they have no way to escape, but to be loyal to their Mo clan, and the patriarch affirms their loyalty.

In this way, the patriarch couldn't let them kill the people of the Holy See, so he specially sent thirty-three members of Min Yacheng's foreign surname, and asked a top swordsman to lead the team, and bring other fighters with good strength to rescue the pair of masters and apprentices.

Of the thirty-three fighters with the surname outside Min Yacheng, only one was on par with Lao Lei Zhe in strength, and the other thirty or so fighters were only at the seventh or eighth level, and occasionally a few reached the ninth level.

Such a team is also an unstoppable team for other forces, and the patriarch of the Mo clan also feels that it is enough to deal with those law enforcers of the Holy See.

It's a pity that the patriarch of the Mo clan didn't expect that it was not the Holy See who was making trouble for them, but a bloodthirsty demon who cultivated long swords entirely by killing

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After the old shooter Lei Zhexian came to the rescue of the people from Min Yacheng, his desperate face finally showed hope for life, and he fled to the team in a panic, and said to them in great embarrassment: "Escort me away, go back to Min Yacheng quickly"

The leading white sword swordsman glanced at the black figure that was chasing slowly, but the corners of his mouth floated, and he said a little unruly: "Even if he is a member of the Holy See, he is only one person, there is no need to escape, we will stop him and let him get out of the territory of Min Ya City." ”

The old shooter Lei Zhe said breathlessly: "Don't be stubborn, get out of here quickly, this guy is very strong, if he continues to entangle, I can't guarantee that all of us will die here."

The old shooter Lei Zhe still has some vision, from being tricked and trapped, and finally to the opponent's attack, the old shooter Lei Zhe feels that the opponent's strength is definitely not the same level as him, the so-called peak powerhouse of mankind, and it is simply self-defeating to compete with such a mysterious person.

The white sword swordsman saw Ethan Fan's face, and quickly judged that the other party was just a young man, but the white sword young swordsman, who had always felt that he had no opponent in his peers, sneered, and did not believe the words of the old archer Lei Zhe.

It is normal for this young swordsman not to listen to advice, the old archer Lei Zhe was not injured at all, but he looked timid and frightened, obviously the other party did not hurt Lei Zhe.

Secondly, there are very few people in this world who can compete with two top fighters and thirty-two high-level fighters alone, and this young swordsman does not believe that the Holy See will send such a heavyweight to kill this old archer Lei Zhe.

"Bastard, if you don't go, I'll go" Old Lei Zhe was indeed afraid of that mysterious and powerful young man, who had lived for most of his life, except for this unknown fear from Mr. Nianli, he no longer felt this kind of idea of not being able to resist at all.

Now, he just wants to escape the clutches of a guy who can play with one of the best marksmen in the palm of his bones.

"Coward" The white sword swordsman glanced at Lei Zhe who had fled with contempt, and coldly swept over the subordinates around him and said,

"I'm going to meet this strong man of the Holy See, and you can't make a move without my permission, understand?"

The other thirty-two fighters all nodded, and their faces showed a bit of awe. In their opinion, the person who can make the old shooter Lei Zhe flee in the wilderness must be very strong, and their leader dares to compete with him, which is indeed courageous and courageous

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Ding Lin's degree is much faster than the old shooter Lei Zhe, she wants to kill the old guy who always molests her in her mind, but she thinks that Ethan Fan wants to use his soul as food, so she gives up this idea, and soon uses the confinement space to form an enveloping binding space, so that no one can escape.

The old archer Lei Zhexin was still secretly scolding the young swordsman for finding his own death, but after realizing that the space around him was imprisoned by a strange power, his face turned white again, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he turned his head to look at the mysterious man in black clothes in some despair.

Esenfan swept past with his sword, and after seeing the unruly swordsman, there was a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and Esenfan, who was not in the mood to play with them, directly released the power of the real fighter, and the power of the blood clan of the ancients was condensed on the body of the dragon sword that bloomed with indigo light, and the periphery of the leaping mangs of this weapon was dyed with a bewitching and mysterious red

The cold voice of the "Sky Breaking Sword" tore through the space, sharp and piercing, making people feel a sense of coldness spreading wantonly

The power of the ancient blood clan slashed out, and the power of the dark light hidden in the gap of the space immediately drilled into the dimensional space, bringing up a bright red sword tail, and swept over the swordsman holding the white sword brilliantly and arrogantly.

The young swordsman looked solemn. It was only for two seconds that the solemn expression was deadlocked, and a clearly visible blood line suddenly appeared on the young face.

The next moment, Esenfan slashed out the Sky Breaking Sword and flew out from the back of his head, with a bit of rotational power, rolled up some raging air currents, swept past the thirty-two fighters, and after causing an uproar, it flew gorgeously to the sky......

"Flutter ~~~~~~~~"

Blood erupted from the young swordsman's broken cheek after a few seconds of delay, and then the thirty-two frightened swordsmen watched as their leader's body split from head to face to neck, splitting a bright red and disgusting line of blood, and then the whole person turned into two halves, falling lightly from the air to the ground, turning into a disgusting flesh

A wisp of soul wandering through the darkness swirled around the body of this young rebellious swordsman, and with the swing of Esenfan's long sword, the void body seemed to be spurred and enslaved, and was sucked into the sword of the dragon alive, and after a sharp scream echoed in the night sky, it completely disappeared into this world

At this moment, thirty-two fighters stood on the high ground, and their eyeballs burst out of their sockets

The leader who was so strong in their eyes that he was extremely reverent turned into two halves of his body under the other party's sword, even if he saw it with his own eyes, it still made them unbelievable

How is it possible in this world to kill a strong man who is the strongest swordsman with a single sword

There are indeed many strong people in the big 6 in the world who don't show up much in the field of functional people, and those who are the strongest in the so-called rankings are often in a period of time.

But for those who have not stepped into the higher realms, the strongest image of the Big 6 is the strongest image, so when Esenfan kills the object of their worship with a sword, it feels like he has easily killed the invincible gods of the faithful believers

The thirty-two were shocked and unbelievable, and the old shooter Lei Zhe was even more frightened and almost lost his soul, he thought that this man's strength was so strong that it was terrifying, but he didn't expect that he could kill a white sword swordsman with the same strength as himself with a single sword

In other words, for so long just now, this man was completely pinch his life and ravaged at will, and as long as he had one thought, he, a functional person who could run rampant and domineering in the world, would be wiped out in an instant

"Ahh

"Ahh

The miserable screams echoed abruptly above the silent night sky, the real slaughter only began now, trapped by Ding Lin within a hundred meters of space, those frightened and stupid fighters were like tiny ants, killing them only required Esenfan to lift the long sword slightly, their bodies would be splashed with blood, and then the poor soul was absorbed into Esenfan's weapons and became the food of Zhanlong's ancient soul

For those who don't have a deep hatred, there is no need for Issenfan to let their souls be tormented by the Sword of Zhanlong, so when Esenfan absorbs the souls of these fighters, he directly annihilates their souls, so that their soul energy is completely released to the ancient soul of Zhanlong

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The old archer Lei Zhe trembled and leaned on a dead tree, thirty-two fighters, the average strength was all at level seven or eight, plus the white sword swordsman, such a powerful team turned into cold corpses in just a few thoughts.

The old shooter had seen countless cruel and chilling bloodthirsty killers, but the only person who really scared him out of his mind was the man in front of him who was so powerful that he despaired

The thirty-three corpses all fell neatly on the high ground, and the blood slid down the ramp to the bottom, dividing into several bright red tributaries and forming a small pool of blood.

It's been a long time since Isenfan has felt the smell of blood in the sword of the dragon, and Esenfan even misses the time when she followed Lilith, the stunning empress, to kill everywhere in the fifth hell.

In the illusion, what Lilith let Ethan Fan cultivate was the real killing aura, and during that time, except for the phantom **** with Lilith, Ethan Fan's mind only had the smell of killing and the smell of blood breathing.

"It's finally your turn, isn't it a little too much longer, I can understand your feelings, sometimes, waiting for death is much more terrible than death. Esenfan stood in front of the frightened old shooter Lei Zhe, whose face was distorted, and a very gentle smile floated.

This smile is indeed amiable, and if it weren't for the fact that he was still holding a long sword that would cut off a person's head at any moment, Esenfan's appearance made him feel like a nobleman greeting people politely.

Cruelty is always reality, the old shooter Lei Zhe will not be misled by Esenfan's smile, when death is approaching, this seemingly powerful but humble guy is already begging Esenfan not to torture his poor soul.

The thirty-three fighters before, Esenfan directly annihilated their souls, allowing them to disappear directly without having to suffer any pain.

But for this old shooter Lei Zhe, Esenfan didn't plan to die so easily, after all, the old guy's fantasy about Ding Lin just now had heard it to Esenfan, so Esenfan had to torture him for a while, otherwise how could he make the indignant Ding Lin angry.

The long sword fell lightly, and the sharp sword of the dragon easily broke through the pale old face full of fear, and the obscene body also parted with the dry trunk and fell to both sides, and the humble and shrunken soul was immediately absorbed by Esenfan's sword of the dragon

Thirty-four soul food, the soul energy all passed through the Styx Lake inside the sword, and entered the Zhanlong Ancient Soul sleeping under the Styx, and when he finally absorbed the soul power of the old archer Lei Zhe, Yi Senfan could clearly feel that the Zhanlong Ancient Soul let out a roar of thought, and the sound of the dragon's roar reached the long sword itself, making the long sword shake excitedly

Obviously, the strength of Zhan Long's ancient soul has improved to a certain extent, and Yi Senfan can feel it from this roaring momentum and scattered aura

"Brother, why did you kill him like this" Ding Lin muttered, looking unhappy. Ding Lin didn't seem to be disgusted by the bloody scene, but felt that Esenfan's methods were not cruel enough when he killed the old shooter Lei Zhe.

Esenfan touched the sword of the dragon and explained: "Don't worry, there are countless hungry remnant souls in the heaven and earth inside my sword, those souls that should have a deep hatred with my ancestors, with fresh souls injected, they will turn into a group of evil ghosts, frantically gnawing the remaining soul energy on that guy's body, this feeling is like countless cannibals gnawing at people's bodies......"

"That's pretty much it, hmph, I hate people like this the most. Ding Lin said.

After speaking, Ding Lin also deliberately glanced at Esenfan's weapon, and asked with some curiosity: "Can this sword become more powerful if it devours souls, so how much can it increase after swallowing thirty-four souls just now?"

"There is a Zhanlong Ancient Soul sleeping inside, and if you guess correctly, the power of the long sword is measured by the strength of this Zhanlong Ancient Soul. ”

"Just now, the strength of Zhanlong Ancient Soul was only at the ninth level of the lower level, and now it has been upgraded to the ninth level, but unfortunately the strength of these guys is not very strong, if you can come to a monarch-level powerhouse, Zhanlong Ancient Soul will soon be able to reach the lord level. Esenfan said.

"What a magical weapon, there are still many powerful people in Minya City, if my brother is killed, this Zhanlong Ancient Soul you raised will definitely reach the monarch or even the demon king level, at that time, my brother has a powerful subordinate, giggle~~"

Ding Lin's tone is very cruel, but her smile is very pure, not like a little witch who likes to kill at all, but like a pure angel, cute and charming, quite a bit of Ethanfan's character.

"Hehe, if I kill you, maybe the Zhanlong Ancient Soul will be able to reach a very high level, little beauty, are you willing to make such a sacrifice for your brother's strength?"

Ding Lin immediately pursed her mouth, slapped her white and tender palm on Esenfan's chest, and said coquettishly, "Bad brother, ignore you"

Seeing the coquettish appearance of this little beauty, Esenfan was moved again. After killing, you must release your body, which is a very good habit that Ethan Fan has developed, so the god unknowingly took the slender and delicate Ding Lin in his arms, and the evil big hand began to explore on Ding Lin's white body.