Chapter 421: The Verge
Hearing this, Yan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Then, let out a chuckle.
"Hehe, Brother Han, do you think I'm a greedy person who is afraid of death?"
"My current strength, although here, is not enough."
"But I'm Yan, I'm definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and I also have the blood that a man should have. It's just a death, I'm afraid of him as a bird! ”
Yan's eyes glanced around, the fighting intent continued to spread in his heart, and there was determination in his eyes, and he looked like he was fighting to the death.
"Heh, if I can survive, I will drink with you when I go back."
Jun Xuehan didn't say anything, and after exchanging a look with Qianyue, Qianyue understood what Jun Xuehan meant in an instant.
"Martial Soul True Body!"
"Angel True Body!"
Qian Ling Xue and Yan each released their own martial soul true bodies, and they were always ready to fight.
Angel Field!
Elemental Realm!
Killing God Realm!
The three realms were released from the bodies of Qianrenxue, Jun Xuehan, and Yan respectively.
The Angel Realm, with the blessing of the Martial Soul's True Body, can provide Jun Xuehan and Yan with a 30% increase in attributes, and suppress 10% of the attributes of the entire place.
In the elemental realm, it can increase the fire attribute of the eight-winged angel of the Thousand Thousand Snow Martial Soul, as well as the fire attribute and earth attribute of the Yan Martial Soul Flame Lord.
As for Yan's god-killing domain, because Yan's own strength is too low, it is ignored.
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Yan: Damn, I'm so hot-blooded, author, you can't add a close-up to me.
Author: That's pretty much it, I'll add it to you later, what more bike do you want, get ready, don't make a show.
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The Great War is imminent!
The second soul ring under Jun Xuehan's feet flickered in an instant.
A large amount of ice, without warning, stabbed out of the ground, stabbing at the surrounding Evil Soul Master, as well as the King of Slaughter.
"Second Soul Skill: Polar Ice Shadow!"
At the moment when the soul skill was released, the figures of Jun Xuehan, Qian Lingxue, and Yan also moved.
A sword light slashed down, and the icy cold air made the surrounding frost appear in the surrounding areas.
The Reverse Scale Killing Spear turned into several spear shadows, and pressed forward against the Evil Soul Master.
"Eighth Soul Technique: Angel Phantom!"
The eighth soul ring under Qianyue's feet flickered, and a huge angelic phantom rose from behind, and countless rays of light with purifying power flew like a rain of arrows.
The angel sword in his hand slashed directly toward, an evil soul master, the power of purification on the angel sword, constantly converging, and the sword carried the power of purifying everything.
Yan's gaze looked around, directly locked on the body of the Killing King.
Blazing flames appeared on his body, and his fists turned red at this time, exuding an unusually high temperature.
The figure rushed directly towards the King of Killing, and with a punch, it brought a hot and howling wind, and there was a large amount of magma on the ground, rising into the sky.
"Mere Soul Saint!"
"Dare to be presumptuous in front of this king!"
"I don't know how thick the sky is, I don't even take this king in my eyes."
The crimson light of the Killing King's body shone brightly, and several soul rings under his feet flickered constantly.
Directly waved his hand to catch Yan's attack, and Yan's fist was hot and hot, without any effect on the King of Killing.
The strength of the King of Slaughter here, although it is not the strongest, is not much different from those Super Douluo.
Yan is just a soul saint, and in the case of too large a gap in strength, there is no threat to the king of killing at all.
The white palm grabbed Yan's neck, and a huge force erupted from the hands of the King of Slaughter, and Yan's body was lifted and smashed heavily on the ground.
Then he kicked out, and his fist fell like a storm, either on Yan's face or on his body.
Bang.
Yan's body leaped out, breaking four ancient trees and slamming heavily to the ground.
Yan raised his head with a blue nose and swollen face, and looked at the King of Slaughter in the distance, he had the intention to fight, but the difference in strength was too great.
The scenery in front of me gradually blurred.
There was even a wave of vertigo in the brain.
In the end, it was dark in front of him, and his body lay down weakly, and he passed out.
After the King of Killing glanced at Yan disdainfully, he looked at Qian Ling Xue and Jun Xue Han.
Qian Renxue was alone, facing two Titled Douluo.
For the time being, it did not show defeat, but it was evenly matched.
And Jun Xuehan, who was armed with the Reverse Scale Killing Divine Spear and the azure blue long sword, was facing two Extreme Douluo, three Super Douluo, and three Titled Douluo alone.
The soul bone battle armor emerged from Jun Xuehan's body.
The spear is like a swimming dragon!
The long sword slashes out the cold!
The front sting behind is even more elusive!
From time to time, he stabbed at unexpected people, so that the evil soul master who was besieging Jun Xuehan could not be guarded against.
Although it has fallen into the disadvantage, there is still no sign of defeat for the time being.
One by one, powerful soul skills were released.
The ripples of energy, like the waves of the sea, are endless, endless.
The surrounding boulders and ancient trees were shattered by the energy ripples at the moment they touched the energy ripples.
Glows of all colors bloom in mid-air!
Put the silver light in the middle and surround it in the middle.
The Demon Tortoise Martial Spirit behind Qingtian constantly emitted black light.
The nine soul rings under his feet kept flickering.
Relying on the strong defense of his martial soul, he directly resisted Jun Xuehan's attack in the front.
The martial soul behind the charm fox: the demon fox, released a charming breath, and the huge tail on the hips brought a whistling wind between waving.
The soul ring under his feet, while lighting up, attacked one after another spiritual attacks, attacking Jun Xuehan's spiritual sea.
Yin Gong held a pale green longbow, and when his fingers pulled the bowstring, emerald green arrows were forming, flying towards Jun Xuehan in the encirclement.
The Reverse Scale Slayer Spear blooms with various elemental light.
One after another, elemental attacks erupted from the tip of the spear.
The sky was full of fire and rain.
The wind howls like a steel knife.
Because of the sharp crystals, splashing everywhere.
Pieces of earthy yellow boulders rose from the ground.
Pure black blades of light sped through the air.
The golden half-moon-shaped blade of light, as if it was raindrops, kept falling from mid-air.
The icy cold wind, palm-sized snowflakes, fluttered in the air.
In the entire forest, the energy collided, and the roar produced was constantly resounding.
With their battle as the center, a vacuum appears around it.
Ancient trees, boulders, all destroyed.
There is no grass on the ground.
There were even sporadic drops of blood, dripping from mid-air and being swallowed by the ground.
Shout!
Shout to kill!
Ringing in mid-air!
The sound was like thunder, and the eardrums of the people who shook hurt them.
It's like a mountain!
It means that the people who fight here are all standing at the top of the continental pyramid, even the strongest.
(End of chapter)