Chapter 434： Soul Fighting Skills (7)

Chapter 79: Soul Fighting Technique, Cold Sky (7)

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, and a helpless expression appeared on the faint confused face: "Should I say that this fighting technique is magical, or the surname of the person who created it? I have never heard of such a cultivation method, Shouldn't it be fake? "

"However, as far as I can comprehend the situation, the power of the soul at the peak of my emperor's realm, coupled with two ghosts that are not low in rank, can indeed exert a lot more power than Huang Quantian's fury. . From this point of view, this fighting technique seems to be really the same. "Xiao Yan closed the fighting technique and muttered to himself, feeling that one head was as big as two.

"Let's ask Zhan old."

But when Xiao Yan turned his head to think of the word "menopause", he immediately dismissed the idea. If Zhan Lao Ken said, he would have told himself already. Since he refused to say, why should he go to trouble himself.

"You can use it better than what you use now. You will always know what's going on when you practice." Xiao Yan tilted his head slightly, comforted himself, but vowed in his heart that he would never dare to use the terminology on earth ... ........

"Come in for so long, it's time to go out."

There was nothing in the tower. Xiao Yan was concerned about the situation of Xiao Fu. After bidding farewell to Zhan Lao, he touched Long Mao's head again, his body flashed and appeared in Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu is still quiet, with springs on both sides and flowers blooming, making this beautiful place a little more agile.

"It seems that everyone hasn't come back yet." Xiao Yan walked along the path paved by Xueyu, watching the beautiful scenery on both sides. After hard work, the beautiful scenery is pleasing to the eye, but it is also a kind of relaxation.

Crossing the bridge and turning the corridor, Xiao Yan's eyes fell on a small pavilion not far away.

The kiosk is beautiful, and there are a few delicate bells hanging on the slightly upturned corner of the pavilion.

But Xiao Yan's gaze didn't stop on the kiosk, but looked at a figure in the kiosk.

The figure looked a little Xiao Suo, with the deep marks left by the years, but the waist was quite straight, and it was Xiao Yao who was watching the goldfish in the pool against the rail.

"Ancestors." Xiao Yan greeted and left.

Hearing Xiao Yan's voice, Xiao Yao looked back with a smile, suddenly stretched out his palm, and pressed in the air.

In the midst of the air, a palm print condensed by fighting spirits zoomed in quickly, blocking all the retreats of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was shocked, Yin Mang flashed under his feet, the palm of his hand was flipped, and the sky-fired ancient ruler waved a fire shadow and blasted out.

"Boom" made a loud noise, the palm print disappeared, Xiao Yan's footsteps were erroneous, and he even backed up by dozens of feet to stabilize his footwork.

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