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Chapter 994: After three days of separation, people should look at each other with admiration
Hearing Jiang Guifan's unwilling voice, Bi Fan and others smiled slightly. They had won this battle.
Xi Jing gently raised his hand and guided the small orange-red flame out of Dian Yinchen's body and returned to the sea of his soul. The breath he was holding in his heart was finally relieved.
For him, this game is personal and he may not have any pressure.
It's just that this battle belongs to Hu Suye, and it can even be a matter of concern for the face of the entire Fox clan. He has to be cautious and cautious, and he cannot let himself lose under any circumstances.
Dian Yinchen is definitely not an easy opponent to deal with. His cultivation is on par with his own, and he also carries a genuine spiritual treasure weapon. He really has no advantage at all.
As a last resort, he could only take out his most hidden trump card, which was a secret that even Xi Boyun didn't know.
Fortunately, in the final result, he did not disappoint everyone.
In Hu Suye's slightly proud and shy eyes, he smiled, walked over with a somewhat frivolous pace, looked at Bi Fan and cupped his hands and said: "Fortunately, it lives up to expectations!"
Bi Fan looked at him and smiled bitterly and sighed: "Brother Xi is hiding so deeply that he even has the flame of the soul! It really puts me, an eighth-grade high-grade formation mage, to shame."
He smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it. The origin of the Soul Flame is quite coincidental. We can discuss it with Brother Bi Fan after the war."
Bi Fan smiled and said: "I don't mean to blame. Brother Xi has such an opportunity, which is the best for our entire team. We can also discuss things. I have a soul cultivation method. Brother Xi may
You can practice."
Hearing this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Just when he was about to ask happily, Bucha gently pulled down his sleeve with a small hand. He immediately came back to his senses, nodded with a smile, and said nothing more.
In the distance, Dian Yinchen reluctantly adjusted his condition and walked back with a pale face.
Jiang Guifan frowned slightly and looked at him. Even though he felt a little unhappy, it would not be appropriate to rub salt into the wound at this time. He coughed and asked in a neutral voice, "Are you okay?"
He nodded in shame: "I can't die. Sorry, I failed. I didn't expect that guy to hide such a trick."
Kong Congnan handed him a pill: "Take it. It will improve your condition somewhat."
Dian Yinchen was a little unable to face everyone. His failure came too suddenly and unexpectedly.
As the chief core member of one of the top ten demon clans, his status in the clan is the same as that of Jiang Guifan, Nangong Hongye and others. Now that he has been picked off like this, he is somewhat embarrassed about his face.
He immediately took the elixir silently and turned his back without saying a word.
Mao Wanchou comforted him: "Brother Yinchen, don't be too discouraged. You can condense the soul flame. This guy is not an ordinary person. If it were me, I would probably lose."
He sighed deeply, said nothing more, and sat down cross-legged to adjust himself.
Jiang Guifan didn't look good, his eyes fell on Kong Congnan, and said: "You go up next. Hongliuyun is the chief core disciple of the Hydra clan, and he has no room for substitution. You and he are old
You are your opponent, and you have won much more in the past. We cannot afford to lose again at this stop!"
"Yes!" Kong Congnan nodded almost fiercely, walked out and shouted: "Brother Hong, you and I have been facing each other for many years, let me challenge you in this second match!"
Hong Liuyun was already ready to go. Hearing his provocation, he just snorted and said coldly: "I've been waiting for a long time!"
Immediately, he jumped up and landed in the center of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Kong Connan narrowed his eyes and held something like a flute in his hand. This was his side weapon, the mid-level Lingbao Soul-Eating Flute.
This flute may seem ordinary and inconspicuous, but it is actually a rare mental attack treasure. It has the effect of seizing souls and bewitching people's hearts, and is extremely difficult to deal with.
Hong Liuyun looked at the flute with wary eyes. He had suffered a lot from this thing over the years.
When an old rival met, he would use his spiritual power to defend his sea of soul first to avoid being accidentally attacked.
When Kong Connan saw this, he just smiled coldly and was not in a hurry to use the soul-eating flute. Instead, he shook his hand and a stream of spiritual power was thrown horizontally like a horse.
Hong Liuyun snorted disdainfully. In terms of spiritual power, he was not weak to this person. It was only because of his soul-eating flute that he suffered many losses. Now that he had to fight head-on, he was certainly worthy.
Facing the menacing attack, he stretched out his hand without fear and slapped it with a heroic palm!
"Bang!"
A violent explosion of energy exploded instantly, and the head-on battle between two peak spiritual realm cultivations was like shaking the earth.
The two men immediately retreated. There was no winner or loser in one move, and the upper and lower winds were not obvious. After all, the two people with similar cultivation levels were evenly matched.
Kong Congnan snorted and said, "It seems that we have made some progress these days."
"Three days apart, you should look at each other with admiration." Hong Liuyun grinned and sneered: "Do you still think that I am a core disciple competing for hegemony?"
"So what if it's different? Your result won't change!" Kong said from the south, a burst of spiritual power surged out, but unexpectedly he stretched out his finger and scratched it hard, and blood suddenly flowed from his fingertips.
, the whole palm turned red instantly.
He raised his head and let out a bat-like roar that resounded around him. A strange red light shot into the sky from his body, and a strong smell of blood filled the air and spread instantly, making people feel indescribably disgusted by the smell.
"What move is this?" Bi Fan asked with a frown.
Ling Xiaoxiao held his waist with one hand and his chin with the other and introduced: "This is the blood bat clan's inherited skill, the Yin Bone Blood Bat Technique. The flute in his hand is a rare spiritual treasure that can match his skill.
Weapon. This person is not easy to deal with."
Bi Fan watched silently and said nothing. He had already prepared for the worst.
Even if they lose this time, they will still have three people next. What's more, with Feng Xuanzhi, he feels that if he loses another game, he can tie it 2 to 2. In the final contest, he will personally take the field. No matter who he faces, he will
All have a certain degree of certainty.
On the battlefield, Hong Liuyun saw his opponent activate the inherited technique, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
In many battles, he suffered losses due to this technique. After each defeat, he would draw conclusions from it to improve his way of dealing with it. This time, he didn't know if he could turn defeat into victory.
Under the surging red light, Kong Connan's whole person became a little weird, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth looked even more penetrating.
He held the flute with his blood-stained hands and slowly brought it to his mouth to play. Unlike ordinary flutes that emitted a clear and sweet sound, the Soul-Eating Flute sounded like a sobbing sound.
Just like a lonely soul deep in a person's heart, slowly crawling out of a deformed state that has been suppressed by negative emotions for many years, the strange and penetrating voices are telling something...