Refining Qi is heavy!

Refining Qi Double!

Qi refining triple!

Qi refining quadruple!

In the end, Jiang Fan's aura stayed at the early stage of the fourfold qi refining.

"Is this the effect of the "Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - Vermilion Bird"......" Feeling his surging spiritual power and the weakness of the qi and blood in his body being hollowed out, Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The role of the "Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - Vermilion Bird" is to convert the blood burning in the body into spiritual power, and each layer of spiritual power is raised, the blood will also be consumed by nearly one percent, and this price is enough to be described as terrifying.

But the benefits are also very obvious,

That is, you can skip the level of battle!

Jiang Fan knew very well in his heart that if he couldn't defeat Shengqi with one move, then he would definitely be eaten by Suzaku's effect, but Jiang Fan had the courage to use this move, which meant that he was sure enough to defeat Shengqi completely.

The soul skill is the move that consumes the most spiritual power of a martial artist, even if the strength is as strong as Shengqi, after performing a soul skill, it will inevitably fall into a short-term weak state, which is the best chance for Jiang Fan to win.

"Let you see me after the improvement of your knowledge!"

Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, appearing in front of Shengqi in an instant, his right leg swept down with a devastating momentum, and went straight to Shengqi's head.

"Look for death!"

Sheng Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he snorted coldly, raising his arm in front of his head, wanting to block Jiang Fan's blow.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came, and Jiang Fan's leg was like an iron rod, slashing straight at Shengqi's arm, and the terrifying power was instilled along the arm to Shengqi's shoulder, making his entire arm instantly numb, and his body staggered backwards.

Taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life, Jiang Fan was willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and bullied himself again with the help of the recoil force, turning his right hand into a palm, and gathering all the spiritual power in his body to aim at Shengqi's chest is a palm.

"Smack!"

The palm fell on Sheng Qi's chest, but Sheng Qi didn't look like he was in pain, but instead showed a hideous sneer: "Are you just like that?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a faint red light emerged from the surface of Shengqi's body, instantly enveloping his body, looking like he was wearing a blood-colored battle suit.

"Won't it?"

A palm landed on Shengqi's chest, but Jiang Fan felt like hitting the steel plate, and the shock made his palm hurt faintly, and he was shocked, and he wanted to withdraw in the next second.

"Hehe, it's late!"

The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth flashed with a sneer, his hands moved together, and he grabbed Jiang Fan's wrist in an instant, and then threw it outward, throwing Jiang Fan several feet away.

Immediately after, Shengqi's figure flickered, quickly approached Jiang Fan, stepped out, and kicked him in the chest.

Jiang Fan was kicked to the ground, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

"This is the Spirit Power Suit!" Looking at the blood-red suit covering Sheng Qi's body, Jiang Fan couldn't help but be shocked.

The spiritual power suit is a defensive means that can only be condensed by martial artists who refine qi seven and above, and can resist nearly fifty percent of the attack damage of martial artists below their own level.

But this was not the main reason for Jiang Fan's shock, what he was shocked was that Sheng Qi could actually condense the spiritual power battle suit, wouldn't that mean that Sheng Qi's strength had already reached the seventh level of qi refining, or even higher!

"I really can't imagine that you still hide your strength, and you really took great pains to kill me."

Jiang Fan struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly spoke: "However, what the dynasty wanted should be right, you were still refining qi five times a month ago, it stands to reason that you shouldn't break through so quickly." ”

Hearing this, Sheng Qi raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "These are not what you are qualified to know, before you used secret methods to forcibly improve your strength, and now you are at the end of the crossbow, no matter what tricks you have, it is useless." ”

"Really?"

Jiang Fan was unwilling in his heart, but at this moment, he was indeed at the end of the strong crossbow, although the improvement of the Vermilion Bird was obvious, but the side effects should not be underestimated, in order to hit this winning blow, his blood had been burned to the point of almost exhaustion, and his face was even more pale like a dead man.

"Could it be... Are you going to use that? ”

Jiang Fan sighed helplessly, although he knew that it was the last choice, but if he didn't use that thing in the current situation, he didn't have any chance of winning at all.

A cruel sneer appeared on Sheng Qi's face, he looked at the embarrassed Jiang Fan, raised his palm, and shouted, "Die!" ”

The shouts fell, and Shengqi's figure instantly appeared in front of Jiang Fan, who was less than half a zhang away from Jiang Fan, and the spiritual power on his palm was surging, and without hesitation, he blasted out fiercely.

"Young Master!"

At this moment, a girl's exclamation sounded.

Hearing this familiar exclamation, Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then saw a familiar and petite figure, blocking in front of him without hesitation, and then met Sheng Qi's violent palm.

"Don't, Xi'er!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, he roared wildly, and his body rushed forward with all his might, wanting to push the petite girl away.

"Poof!"

But it was too late, Shengqi's palm with great strength hit Xi'er's chest hard, the sound of bones shattering sounded, Xi'er's chest collapsed, a large area of blood spurted out of his mouth, life passed quickly, and his body fell softly into Jiang Fan's arms.

"Xi'er... You... Why... Why... Why..."

Looking at Xi'er's pale face and gradually dimming eyes, Jiang Fan trembled, his eyes became red, and countless crystal clear tears slipped down quietly in his eyes.

The moonlight fell on the snow, casting a silvery glow on Xi'er's cheeks, she stretched out her slender fingers, touched the tears on Jiang Fan's face, her lips opened lightly, and murmured: "Because... Xi'er... Enjoy... Happy... Less..."

The voice was ethereal, like a dream, Xi'er's words were not finished, his eyelids slowly closed, his breath was also faint at this time, and his pretty face showed a serene color, as if he was telling the secrets that had accumulated in his heart, and there were no regrets.

"Xi'er!"

Jiang Fan roared in grief, like a trapped beast, looking up to the sky and roaring, tears rolling down the ground.

In his heart, there are only two relatives in this world, one is Jiang Xiaonan, and the other is Xi'er, but just now, Xi'er died to save him, which made him feel deep guilt and remorse.

Jiang Fan's eyes were scarlet, he gently put down Xi'er, and then stood up, staring at Sheng Qi with his eyes, and shouted in an almost hoarse voice: "I want to use your head to pay tribute to her!" ”

"Pretending!" Sheng Qi said disdainfully, his footsteps moved slightly, and his swift figure swept towards Jiang Fan again, and the spiritual power swirling on the fist became more and more intense.

What happened just now was just a small episode for Sheng Qi, he never put Jiang Fan in his eyes, he believed that with the difference in strength, just this last punch, Jiang Fan would definitely be killed by himself.

I saw that in the face of his violent punch, Jiang Fan did not make any dodging posture, but stood there upright, with an indifferent expression, as if he had accepted his fate.

"Have you given up struggling?"

The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth raised, revealing a sarcastic smile, and his fist was weighted again, blasting towards Jiang Fan's chest.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Sheng Qi's fist was about to hit Jiang Fan's chest, a dazzling crimson flame lit up from Jiang Fan's body surface, like a burning sun, enveloping Jiang Fan's whole body!