Chapter 202

Italian level low level fighting skill: broken heart palm!

Xiao Yan looked at the nine soul shaking characters emerging from the void in front of him, and his heart was full of surprise!

On the one hand, he went all out to open the ring. On the other hand, the most important thing is to find heimu's proud Italian level fighting skill!

The Italian level fighting skills surpass the terror of human level fighting skills and spirit level fighting skills. This kind of fighting skills is not a small semi emperor of Xiao Yan. Even the more powerful Yuanhuang and Yuanzong will never let go!

Although there are a lot of treasures in the whole Najie, if you really say it, the jade slip in Xiao Yan's hand is enough to compare all the things in the Najie!

From here, we can see how precious this Italian level fighting skill is!

After taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan slowly put the jade slips in his hand back into the wooden box. His mind swept the whole Najie again, hoping to find another Italian level fighting skill of catching heaven claws, or something more precious.

It's just a pity that good luck will never land on his head again and again. The pie also depends on his own hands. Xiao Yan's harvest of this war will end here.

Xiao Yan was not discouraged by this. He was satisfied to find a volume of Italy level fighting skills he wanted. As for others, there would be none.

After all, he still knows the truth that he can't chew too much. Only when he knows satisfaction, he won't be dazzled by desire. This is also the word Xiao Yan has been telling himself.

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After three days of cultivation, Xiao Yan's breath returned to its peak again.

Moreover, because of the harvest of the ring three days ago, Xiao Yan's complexion looked more ruddy than before, and his breath became more and more thick.

Seeing the two of Luo, Xiao Yan talked with him lightly. The two elders also knew that it was time for Xiao Yan to leave, so they didn't say more. Only when Xiao Yan could bring them an expected surprise after the medicine refining master's meeting.

"Hehe, OK, go. Remember, you must come back with the champion and thank me!"

Xiao Yan and Luo Lao stood in the void. Luo Lao opened the space channel connecting the outside courtyard, then faced Xiao Yan and smiled slowly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded and smiled. His eyes slowly swept over the two elders, showing a respectful smile on his face. He hugged his fists, arched at them, and said with a loud smile:

"Two elders, I'll leave now. If I have something to do in the future, I'll bother you again!"

Qingmu burst into laughter when he heard the speech, slapped Xiao Yan on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Well, what will happen in the future? It's so close. If you miss the old man, I'll shout outside and naturally welcome you in, ha ha!"

Xiao Yan smiled and turned around to step into the space channel. At the moment when Xiao Yan entered the channel, Xiao Yan's figure appeared again in the dilapidated courtyard in the wild city outside.

Looking at the familiar scenes outside, Xiao Yan once again raised a smile around his mouth. In the final analysis, only here is the stage where he can really show himself!

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A moment later, Xiao Yan walked slowly on the streets of the wild ancient city, listening to the words of the people around him. Xiao Yan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

At the moment, all these people are talking about his participation in the herbalist meeting with Mo Zhai. At this time, Xiao Yan and Mo Zhai seem to have become the most famous two people in the wild ancient city.

However, more words heard in Xiao Yan's ears are disdain and sneer at him. Among the people, he is just a coward who is as timid as a mouse and dare not come forward to fight

In this regard, Xiao Yan is too lazy to explain, because the more explanations, the more people will mistakenly think you are really cowardly. In contrast, it's better to prove it with facts.

At this moment, there was still a moment before the beginning of the herbalist meeting. Therefore, Xiao Yan was not in a hurry. He walked slowly and regularly in the street until he was broken by a sudden riot.

Suddenly, at the end of the crowd, there was a sound of fighting over the destruction of houses. Xiao Yan was indifferent to this. After all, this kind of thing is very common in the mainland. He doesn't need to take care of it, let alone see it more.

However, just as Xiao Yan continued to move forward regardless, a figure fell from the sky, stepped on the street in front of Xiao Yan, and forcibly shook the bluestone road in front of him into a pile of powder.

The figure fell to the ground. Without hesitation, it flew by Xiao Yan's side in an instant, and quickly flew away outside the wild ancient city like running for his life.

But at the moment when the figure flew past Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan suddenly stopped at this moment, stood on the ground, looked straight ahead, and a smile slowly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe, unexpectedly, I met an old friend as soon as I came out..."

When Xiao Yan's voice fell, on the void above Xiao Yan's head, several figures flew by quickly. The terrible speed made the people below fall to the ground by the oncoming hurricane.

When the public saw that Xiao Yan was safe and sound under the hurricane, they all looked at Xiao Yan with surprise, and their eyes were full of shock.

Those who flew over their heads just now are genuine semi imperial strongmen. The storm brought by their actions is enough to blow an ordinary Saint fighting strongman away, but the young man in front of him can stand still. What kind of terror should his strength be!

After a few breaths, at a distance of 100 feet behind Xiao Yan, at the moment, four figures are surrounding an old man who is embarrassed and weak with blood breath at the corners of his mouth. The retreat of all parties has been blocked by all the four semi imperial strongmen. At present, the old man has no way to escape!

"Ha ha! You can run very well? Don't stop, keep running! I want to see where you can go! A three-star and half emperor still wants to escape from the four of us. You overestimate yourself! Ha ha ha!"

At the moment, one of the strongest of the four, who has reached the mid-term of the four-star half emperor, is looking at the embarrassed old man in the field with scornful eyes.

"Hum! Qin Zhong, I still advise you to be sensible and take the initiative to hand over the void thunder pool post. I promise I will never kill you, but otherwise... I will never be soft hearted!"

Before the words fell, the old man's body suddenly burst out. His right palm spread out and bombarded Qin Zhong's chest. He didn't mean to give Qin Zhong a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Qin Zhong suddenly changed his face. With his strength and the state at the moment, he was not the opponent of the man in front of him, so he had to try his best to avoid it.

However, just as Qin Zhong was about to escape, the other three and a half strong emperors set off quickly and blocked Qin Zhong in place, and the blow from the air also hit Qin Zhong's chest.

"Pooh!"

Immediately, Qin Zhong's face suddenly turned red. A mouthful of bright red blood gushed out of his mouth, and his breath weakened rapidly

However, just as the old man was about to give Qin Zhong a second palm, among the four people, there was a sudden flash of light, Qin Zhong's body disappeared instantly, and a cold voice came out slowly.

"Which hand did you hurt him with just now?"