As Li Xiong'an stabbed his finger at Fist Collapse Heaven, Fist Collapse Heaven only had time to block his arms in Xiong'an and stop the fatal blow.

The cyan wind finger broke through the air and landed on the arms of Fist Collapse Heaven, as if ignoring Fist Crash Heaven's steel-like skin, leaving a bloody hole in his right arm, and Li Xiong'an was also in a trance in front of him after stabbing this finger, and his breath weakened.

In the distant Fist tribe, the clansmen could only see the fierce battle between the two sides, but there was no one in the primitive tribe who cultivated the power of the soul, so it was impossible to clearly understand who was better on both sides.

Fist Crash Tian's eyes were red, and there were bursts of stinging pain in his right hand, obviously injured by this unexpected cyan finger, and then his left hand was imprinted on Li Xiong'an's chest, and a huge wave of qi exploded, Li Xiong'an flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and Lan Hanyun'er caught Li Xiong'an, who had passed out in the air, and put it aside.

"Elder Heaven has won!" There was a cheer among the boxers.

Fist Collapse Tian pointed his left hand on the acupuncture point, stopping the blood that kept coming out of the blood hole in his right hand.

"Although we haven't known each other for a long time, Brother Li can fight to this point for this, we can't be cowards!" Lan Han Road.

Lan Han took a deep breath, and then cast bloodlust again, blood overflowed from the pores, and then injected into bloodthirsty, terrifying shadow power escaped, and the soulthirsty divine sword screamed, but Lan Han's mind began to be chaotic.

"It's ······ Mental space! Lan Han exclaimed in his heart.

Lan Han, whose soul was in the spiritual space, widened his eyes and looked at a back not far ahead, which was so familiar and so strange and distant.

"Uncle Ling!" Lan Han's eyes turned red for a moment.

In an instant, Lan Han's body control once again became Xiao Yao Ling's control, and the surging shadow power that belonged to Xiao Yao Ling surged out again like the ocean bursting its banks, appearing in this world that should not belong to him!

Fist Collapse Heaven was shocked in his heart, and he didn't understand why such a powerful force suddenly appeared in the body of the weak figure before, and the powerful and powerful shadow power was still rising as it continued to fuse, and the strength of the breath had reached the peak of the late stage of the sixfold inner shadow power, and it gradually broke through

The trend of the seventh realm.

A wry smile appeared on Fist Collapse Tian's face, he dared to attack Lan Han and the others before, only because his strongest was only Li Xiong'an, who had reached the peak of the early stage of the fivefold inner shadow power, and it was basically an overwhelming blow when he moved.

Who knew that this young man actually possessed such a powerful shadow power cultivation, which directly exceeded the level of the peak of his fivefold inner shadow power in the later stage.

"Whoever hurts us, die!" There was a roar of rage in Lan Han's mouth, and a red glow slashed out, and the Li Chu Red Flame drawn from Lan Han's previous blood sacrifice on the Soul Lust Divine Sword wrapped around it, causing the broken red to attach a high-temperature flame.

Fist Collapse Heaven was about to stop it, but that "Lan Han" glared at Fist Collapse Heaven, his mind was in chaos, and the hand he had just raised froze and was unable to move.

"Soul Shock!" Fist Collapse Tian said angrily in his heart.

"Stop it......"

An old and dry voice came, and the next moment, a withered figure flashed in front of the fist crashing into the sky, and a punch blasted out, and the thin right fist flashed with a golden luster and the red shadow bombarded, blocking the fatal blow.

The old man grabbed his fist with his backhand, and his right fist blasted out again, and the golden fist shadow hit with a terrifying fist, colliding with a sword that Lan Han slashed out next, and the sound of an air explosion sounded, and the old man flashed back to the tribe.

The old man shook it, and the sober fist collapsed and immediately stabilized his body, standing beside him, without saying a word, his face full of fear.

"How could this son become so strong in an instant?" Fist Crash exclaimed.

The old man also frowned, wondering why Lan Han could suddenly have such strength, which could only be explained that it must be a secret method in the Demon Slaying Valley.

"I can't imagine that Xiaoyou actually has this strength, and the elders of my clan are reckless, and I hope to save his life." The old man said.

"Heh, your clan elder first killed all of us, it doesn't seem too much for me to take his life, right?"

Lan Han retorted, and looked at Li Xiong'an, who was faintly unconscious with purple in his chest.

"Is your life your life your life, and my life not my life?" Lan Han Road.

"This little friend, it's too early to decide life and death, it's better to bring him into our fist clan for medical treatment." The old man said.