Chapter 172: Break through the middle of the battle

Chapter 172 Breakthrough in the middle of the battle

Xueyue Imperial City, where the imperial palace is located, in a magnificent palace, a young man was reading a book intently when he suddenly heard a voice outside the door.

"Enjoy your Highness the Three Princes, Zhang Luan begs to see you."

Looking through the doors and windows, two faint figures can be vaguely seen.

"Come in." The young man spit out a word, still staring at the book in his hand.

With a creak, the door opened, a figure walked in, but the other person stepped back respectfully.

"I'll pay my respects to the third prince." A middle-aged man suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, his whole body trembled, forcibly calmed himself down, and said: "My big brother is dead!"

Hearing this, the young man trembled a little while holding the book, then slowly put down the book in his hand, and slowly turned around, a beautiful face appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

The young man's sword eyebrows and star eyes are as abundant as jade, and invisibly exudes the majesty of a high-ranking person. His eyes are as deep as the sea, which is impenetrable.

This person is exactly Xueyulong, the third prince of the Xueyue Dynasty, the person who is most hopeful of inheriting the throne of the Emperor in the future.

"How did you die?" After a while, the third prince Xue Yulong spoke, his tone still very calm.

"Killed by one person!" The middle-aged man did not dare to face the three princes, and then explained the changes in detail on that day. From beginning to end, Xue Yulong didn't say a word, his expression was unwavering.

"The third prince, we saw him again outside the imperial city today. This man is murderous and ruthless in his shots. Coupled with his inexorable physical and combat skills, he is most likely from the Xuelou." The man took a deep breath.

"Xuelou?" Xue Yulong's face finally changed, as if lost in thought, the middle-aged man didn't even dare to breathe.

"You don't show up for the time being, this palace will take care of it, go down." Xue Yulong waved his hand, as if lost in thought, the middle-aged man retired respectfully.

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Xiao Fan and his entourage found an inn to live in. Xiao Jin and Nian Nian had a great time playing. When Nian Nian fell asleep, Xiao Fan confessed to the fat man and left the room with Xiao Jin.

Soon, one person and one beast reappeared outside of the Xueyue Dynasty. Xiao Fan sat on the snow and quickly entered a state of meditation.

The endless battle technique quietly circulated, holding a few Tier 5 soul crystals in his hand, and a black shadow suspended above his head, madly absorbing the soul crystals in his hand.

A wave of majestic power penetrated into Xiao Fan's meridians, and a trace of sharp sword aura emerged all over him.

After cultivating in the inner courtyard of the Kamikaze Academy for a few days, his cultivation has been stuck at the peak of the early stage of the battle sect. After more than a month of experience, there is a faint tendency to break through the middle of the battle sect.

The so-called initial peak and mid-term peak are only a sheet of paper away from the next level, which is called the peak. Once you pierce this thin layer of paper, you can step into a higher level.

After more than a month of polishing, Xiao Fan's spirit power finally reached a peak. It might have broken through the first two days, but it has been suppressed by him.

At this moment, his spirit power is already full, and it is impossible to make progress without using the fifth-order body refining fluid and soul quenching fluid. It is meaningless to stay in the early stage of the Zongzong Realm, so he chose to break through.

As the spirit power spread all over his body, Xiao Fan frowned, and the meridians would expand as a result of the breakthrough in his cultivation, which was an extremely painful process.

Xiao Fan used his Infinite Battle Technique with all his strength, one week, two weeks, and there were few Tier 5 soul stones left. Xiao Fan did not hesitate to take out several soul crystals and millions of lower-grade souls. stone.

The soul power contained in the lower-grade soul stone is very thin, but there are only the last few fifth-order soul crystals left in his body, and the lack of it can only be made up by the soul stone.

The night of Xueyue Imperial City, under the reflection of Baixue, was like daytime, Xiao Fan was afraid of disturbing others, so he deliberately found an extremely remote place.

In the cool breeze, Xiao Fan's soul was surging, and a majestic momentum swept away in all directions.

After a few breaths, within a range of tens of meters centered on Xiao Fan, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly agitated, and a gust of wind blew in the void, like a wind and cloud change.

The soul crystal in his hand and the soul stone around him are shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a hurricane of soul power, circling along Xiao Fan, and slowly turning into a whirlpool funnel, like a tornado, roaring, Roar.

When Xiaojin not far away saw this, he couldn't help but growl low, showing a trace of fear.

Huhuhu!

Heaven and earth roared, soul power roared, Xiao Fan’s ice crystals shot out from all directions, and the ice on the ground quickly melted.

"Hey, someone is breaking through!"

There was a scream in the distance, but the figure gradually moved away, and the breath radiating from Xiao Fan made the other party a little scared.

Xiao Fan's face was like water, and he had been very calm, but as the surrounding spiritual energy and soul power storm shrank towards his body, waves finally appeared on his face.

"Break for me!"

Xiao Fan roared, roaring like a dormant real dragon, there was a rumbling sound in his body, and his soul power rushed in all directions like a flood of a bank.

Xiao Fan's face was extremely red, and the blood in his body was completely boiling.

"boom!"

With a blast, it was as if some kind of shackle had been pierced, and a violent aura radiated from Xiao Fan, rushing straight in all directions.

"Kakka~" The ice on the ground shattered, and the cracks rushed in all directions like a spider web.

On the surface of his body, golden flames were burning, and the whole person exuded brilliant golden light, with a majestic appearance, and soul power swords shot out from his body, piercing the void, making a sharp, ear-piercing sound.

The endless war technique ran wildly, guiding the torrent of soul power in the body to wash through every inch of meridian.

Ten Sundays!

Twenty weeks!

Forty-nine weeks, the breath on his body finally calmed down, and Xiao Fan finally showed a smile on his face.

"After more than a month, I finally broke through to the middle of the Zongzong Realm. It's really not easy. No wonder Mo Lao said that the more difficult it is, the more difficult the breakthrough." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, he was not satisfied with his current cultivation level.

Breaking through the middle stage of the Battle Sovereign Realm, and the late stage of the Battle Sect Realm, the peak, and this is still not his ultimate goal.

War king, war emperor, and even war emperor, that is the realm he yearns for.

"Huh!" Xiao Fan let out a foul breath, and the surrounding wind slowly calmed down and calmed down. The fifth-order soul crystal in his hand and the millions of lower-grade soul stones disappeared completely, and the impurities turned into The powder disappeared in the air.

"It seems to be very difficult to break through with the fifth-tier soul crystals in the future, and the soul power contained in the lower-grade soul stones is also very thin, and you must use the middle-grade soul stones to cultivate." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said with a bitter smile on his face.

He finally understood a sentence, the poor are in literature, and the rich are in martial arts. If you want to set foot on a higher realm, it is impossible to rely on the aura of heaven and earth without sufficient resources.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin came to Xiao Fan's side with a low growl, and was also happy for Xiao Fan.

"Go, it's time to go back." Xiao Fan looked at the pale sky and walked towards Xueyue Imperial City with his head held up.