Chapter 965

"Boom!"

Even Xiao Yan couldn't completely stop the roar of a nine star fighting emperor. In the end, he was forcibly shocked and flew out by the aftershock caused by the huge hammer, and the mysterious heavy ruler originally held in his hand also got out of his hand.

"Dang!"

The massive ruler fell to the ground, and the heavy ruler was rigidly embedded into the ground nearly an inch deep. The Obsidian tower made of obsidian was unbearable in front of the Xuanzhong ruler.

Xiao Yan's figure rubbed the ground and retreated again and again. At the same time, the pressure he could feel around him became more and more terrible. His muscles were tight and his fighting spirit surged up madly. Only then did he remove the terrible strength in his body. At the same time, he also resisted the terrible pressure on his head. However, even so, Xiao Yan still made a burst of Qi and blood churn in his body, His face turned pale.

When he looked up, he saw that the sight of the South Hall Lord fell on the Xuan heavy ruler.

After repeated collisions, he naturally felt the extraordinary of Xuanchong ruler more intuitively. If his Bingnan hammer had not been blessed with fighting spirit, he would have been deformed long ago. The hardness of this strange ruler can be described as the most terrible he has seen in so many years. If he can get such a weapon, his combat power will be improved!

With this in mind, the Lord of the South Hall did not hesitate to go to the Xuanchong ruler, stretched out his hand and wanted to lift it.

"The great nine star fighting emperor, has he been reduced to robbing me of a seven star fighting Emperor..."

"Well? When I hit Qingtian, he could still stand up..."

Seeing Xiao Yan standing up from the ground, the master of the South Hall couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. He immediately smiled coldly and said:

"Just as the so-called strong man is respected, your ruler is an extraordinary thing. Anyway, it will only be buried in your hands. It might as well belong to me and let it bloom its due light in my hands!"

The master of the South Hall bent down while sneering. His palm had been pasted on the handle of the Xuanchong ruler. Immediately, he held it in his hand and just wanted to lift it

"Buzz!"

The terrible weight suddenly came from the giant ruler. The Lord of the South Hall exhausted his strength and didn't move the Xuan heavy ruler by a penny!

What shocked him even more was that at the moment he held the Xuan heavy ruler, he clearly felt that the cyclone in his body, including the fighting energy flowing rapidly in the meridians at the moment, actually slowed down in an instant.

"This... What's going on?!"

The master of the South Hall was just about to let go, but the next moment, a sneer suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Hehe, South Hall Lord, it seems that you are not qualified to control it. Let me do it!"

At the moment when Sen Leng's words fell, the Xuanchong ruler under the palm of the South Hall Lord was suddenly out of control, and the ruler handle was out of the latter's control. However, in the twinkling of an eye, it had returned to Xiao Yan's hand at the moment.

"Seven broken sky ruler!"

At the moment of starting with the giant ruler, Xiao Yan's backhand showed seven times to break the sky ruler.

Sen's white foot awn was like a startled goose, tearing the void and hurling it at the front door of the South Hall Lord.

For the latter, Xiao Yan will not have the slightest pity.

The sudden attack made the Lord of the south hall look surprised. He didn't care much. He hurried to one side and dodged. His feet were like a rainbow. He narrowly passed by the Lord of the South Hall. The smell of terror made the Lord of the South Hall feel cold.

"Boy, die!"

When a seven star fighting emperor was shocked and retreated, the heart of the South Hall Lord immediately surged up with a humiliating anger. With a big hand move, Bingnan hammer immediately returned to his hand and swung a huge hammer. A more powerful blow than before was a heavy fall.

"Optimus strike!"

"Boom!"

The violent explosion sounded in the hall, and the terrible energy ripples swept like a storm. A huge hammer shot out, smashing Xiao Yan's three feet and awns in one fell swoop. Finally, the remaining power also shook Xiao Yan out.

"Hum..."

With the help of Jin Xiang Jue and the protection of different fire, Xiao Yan didn't suffer too much damage, but the strong power still made a burst of Qi and blood churn in his body.

With one blow, Xiao Yan retreated, and the body of the main body of the South Hall suddenly sank. The pressure in the hall became more terrible. Even if he no longer hesitated, he turned fiercely and ran to the ladder leading to the first floor without hesitation.

Now, all he needs to do is to guard the exit on the first floor. As long as Xiao Yan can't leave the Obsidian tower within three days, then he can only be sealed in it and wait to be crushed to death by the terrible pressure in the Obsidian Tower!

As for the Xuan heavy ruler, it's something that makes him excited. But since he can't get it now, he can only wait for the next start of the Obsidian tower five years later.

Soon, the South Hall Lord disappeared in the sixth floor, while Xiao Yan was still breathing in place.

The terrible pressure in the hall made it difficult for him to breathe, and the recovery speed of the injury in his body slowed down. He had to spend more time breathing.

Nearly an hour later, Xiao Yan's breathing gradually became stable. The pressure on his head was as heavy as a mountain, which slowed down the flow of Qi in his body.

Stand firm and walk, put away the Xuan heavy ruler, and Xiao Yan wants to walk in the direction of the South Hall Lord.

But then, the steps just raised stopped again, and the soles of his feet stopped in the air. Xiao Yan stared at the ground in front of him, as if he were thinking about something.

Suddenly, Xiao yanmeng turned back, his body turned, the soles of his feet turned, and then stepped heavily behind him, which was close at hand, on the ladder leading to the seventh floor!

Since he has extra strength, Xiao Yan will not easily return. He has come. Of course, he should try whether he can step on the seventh floor!

"Buzz!"

As the soles of his feet fell, the heavy pressure on his head suddenly soared. At the same time, Xiao Yan's shoulder sank slightly uncontrollably, but then he was carried up by him.

"Drink!"

The bottom of his heart gave a low cry. Xiao Yan clenched his teeth. His pale face suddenly turned red. The green veins on his forehead agitated, and his body trembled slightly. It didn't calm down until several breaths later.

"What a terrible pressure! The pressure on the steps is nearly twice as strong as that in the hall!"

Xiao Yan could not help feeling dignified at the bottom of his heart, but even so, he still had to try to see where his limit was.

A few minutes later, Xiao Yan raised his feet slowly with the pressure on his head.

It should have been a simple action, but Xiao Yan spent nearly five minutes, and in the process, he was under unprecedented terrible pressure.

"Step!"

Second order!

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