Rao is Xiao Yan trying his best, but under the absolute strength of the strong man in the North wasteland hall, he is still unable to return to heaven despite his struggle!

"Bang!"

The body wrapped by different fire hit the earth heavily. The circulation of fighting spirit in the body and the support of different fire were broken in an instant. Xiao Yan's power was like a child's playfulness in front of the latter. However, with the Kung Fu of waving, Xiao Yan had been defeated in the hands of middle-aged people again!

The incomparable horror rose in Xiao Yan's heart. The strength of the middle-aged man was the only strength he had seen among all his opponents all the way. Even if he still had spare strength, he already felt that he could not do what he wanted.

This has confirmed that in the face of absolute power, any means are regarded as furnishings.

In the past, this sentence was usually given to his opponent by him, but now, Feng Shui has finally taken turns and put it back on Xiao Yan himself.

"Boy, it's not the end yet. You can't just fall down like this!"

At this time, the voice of Xiao Xuan's solemn voice finally came to simultaneous interpreting the profound voice of the latter.

Fifth order soul power!

"Boy, you must stand up. Do you still remember that your wife fell into the opponent's trap and she is still waiting for you to rescue. As a man, you must stand up now. Even if the opponent in front of you is so powerful, I still have to face it with you!"

"Stand up!"

The sound of shouting was heard at the bottom of Xiao Yan's heart. The body crushed under the earth suddenly trembled violently, and the surging fighting spirit surged wildly, shaking the surrounding gravel into a pile of stone powder. The body falling head-on was also straight and slowly up.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the mighty soul power turned into an invisible wave and swept around with Xiao Yan as the center. The terrible pressure that landed on Xiao Yan's head was resisted by the latter again!

The fallen body stands up again!

"Eh? Is there another soul hidden in your body? Hum, it's just a heresy. The borrowed power is not yours after all. Even if there are five levels of souls, it can't change the fact that you are a fighting emperor!"

Slightly surprised, he raised his eyebrows. Then, the middle-aged man still sneered.

"How can you know if you don't try!"

At the moment of raising his head, a low cry came from Xiao Yan's mouth. Almost at the same time, the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and terrible forces poured out. The ground under Xiao Yan exploded directly, and his body turned into a dark light, like a ghost, and rushed towards the middle-aged people.

"Hum, stubborn!"

With a cold hum, the middle-aged man's body also shot forward at this moment, clenched his right hand into a fist, and collided with the blow ushered in by Xiao Yan.

"Buzz!"

The surging soul power swept across the world like the wave of the sea. The body shape of the middle-aged man who rushed forward quickly slowed down in Xiao Yan's mind. While Xiao Yan clenched his right hand, the soul power between his left palms surged wildly, condensed into an invisible palm, and grabbed the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Towering hand!"

The heart whispered, but in the twinkling of an eye, the invisible palm had firmly grasped the body of the middle-aged man. The body shape of the latter rushed forward also stagnated for a moment, and then it was easy to break the control of the towering hand.

"Well? Soul power?"

Just when the middle-aged man was frightened and suspicious, Xiao Yan's body suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost. He hit with his right fist and hit the middle-aged man's chest with a heavy fist!

"Bang!"

The dull sound sounded, but the expression on Xiao Yan's face solidified in an instant.

At the moment when his fist fell, the surging source gas condensed rapidly in front of the middle-aged man's chest. In the twinkling of an eye, it condensed into a circular shield to easily stop Xiao Yan's blow!

However, the latter punch fell on Xiao Yan without reservation!

"Bang!"

With one blow, the black robe worn by Xiao Yan's upper body burst, and the whole chest was severely depressed. The red blood gushed out of his mouth. The power just gathered in his body was impacted and dispersed again!

This time, Xiao Yan's body finally fell down completely!

"I said, even if you have five levels of soul power, the fighting emperor is only the fighting emperor after all. The gap between you and me cannot be made up with foreign objects."

The middle-aged man stepped heavily and approached Xiao Yan step by step. This time, the latter's body was completely paralyzed. The means of the person in front of him were far beyond his imagination. He thought he could temporarily control the latter with the help of soul power, but what Xiao Yan didn't expect was that the person in front of him was hardly affected by the towering hand!

"Although you are not worth mentioning in my eyes, I still have to praise you. You are the first to touch my body with the cultivation of Dou di."

Although he knew that he must kill Xiao Yan in front of him, what the middle-aged population stated was the truth. At least, in the past, no fighting emperor dared to fight him, let alone touch his body in the battle.

"Cough... Should I be honored?"

Hard to support the body, Xiao Yan madly condenses the discrete fighting spirit in the body and wants to launch the final impact.

In front of life and death, Xiao Yan decided not to be an indecisive person.

At the same time, Xiao Xuan in the depths of his body is also ready. Once the person in front of him kills Xiao Yan, he will try his best to delay the latter, so that Xiao Yan can leave.

However, when the middle-aged man came to a distance in front of Xiao Yan, his face couldn't help but change slightly. The soles of his feet suddenly retracted. At the same time, his body also quickly retreated backward.

"Bang!"

While his figure retreated backward, the ground where the middle-aged man settled the moment ago suddenly exploded, and the startling explosion rang through the sky. The middle-aged man's face also became gloomy at this moment.

When he stopped, his eyes lifted up, and his gloomy eyes quickly fixed on a figure in black.

"You are also a strong person in Huayuan territory. You don't want to fight against my Beihuang hall just for a mere fight against the emperor!"

The middle-aged man's tone is low, and the cold words contain the meaning of warning.

Looking at the northern wasteland, even those who are strong in Huayuan territory dare not step in easily whenever they mention the northern wasteland hall. His words are already a threat.

"Hehe, the person who hurt me threatened me not to intervene. Do you really think that this northern wasteland is your Qin Xu's world?"

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