Chapter 127: Despised

The first and second chapters are despised

Seeing the fat guys eager to try, Xiao Fan kept silent, his eyes swept over the Shura sword in his hand from time to time, and a strong murderous aura lingered on him.

Although it was in a special illusion just now, the murderous aura was real. There were too many monsters killed. Even if he woke up from the illusion, the murderous aura remained for a long time.

"Sura Palace, Sura Sword?" Xiao Fan muttered in his heart, "It wouldn't be such a coincidence."

boom!

With a loud explosion, the fat man just rushed to the entrance to the seventh floor when he was lifted off by a **** wave and hit the wall hard, making him scream in pain.

"It doesn't seem to be you." Ling Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Does Fatty really have no relationship with that war emperor inheritance?" Fatty looked unwilling, but he didn't dare to try it easily.

"Ling Feng, try it." The little witch said.

Ling Feng shook his head, turned his eyes to Xiao Fan, and said, "The third child, you go."

The fat man and the little witch looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, they seemed to say again, wouldn't it be you again? Last time I got a divine sword and a combat skill, what can I get this time?

Xiao Fan nodded and walked slowly towards the entrance of the seventh floor. The strange thing was that nothing happened and Xiao Fan slowly disappeared from the sight of everyone.

"Hey, people are more popular than others, so it's the third child's turn to do anything good." The fat man patted his **** and stood up unhappy.

"We didn't get nothing. I just got a combat skill. What did you get?" The little witch giggled, and she didn't care about the so-called inheritance.

"Me too, this combat technique is called Meteor Shaking Sky Fist!" When the fat man said of combat techniques, the decadence on his face disappeared a lot, and this guy changed his face too quickly.

"Me too, Shi Yu, what are your combat skills?" Ling Feng looked at the little witch in favor.

"It's nothing, it seems to be called Saint Soul Art, it is a combat skill of the healing series." The little witch explained, but her eyes swept across the seventh floor entrance from time to time.

"The combat skills of the healing series?" Fatty suddenly exclaimed.

The Battle Spirit Continent is vast, with many people possessing battle spirits, and there are many types of combat skills, but the battle spirits and combat skills of the healing series are extremely rare. Even the combat skills of the third-rank healing series are far more valuable. At the sixth rank of combat skills, one can imagine the preciousness of healing combat skills.

"Anyway, I don't understand it for the time being, or it's okay to tell you." The little witch shrugged.

"No." Ling Feng suddenly spoke with a solemn expression, and said: "Shi Yu, Er Fat, the combat skills you have obtained, it is best not to use them lightly. I always feel that this Asura Palace is very extraordinary. These combat skills are easy to kill. We don’t care about the disaster. After all, in the Great Yan Dynasty, there are few people who can kill us, but what about the third child?"

Hearing what Ling Feng said, the fat man and the little witch were silent. They all understood each other's foundation more or less, and Ling Feng was not talking big.

In this Dayan Dynasty, there were few people who could kill them, but Xiao Fan was different, he was just a child of a small family in a small town in the border.

"I know, but I still said that, whoever touches my brother, I will destroy his nine races." Fatty's eyes were very firm, Xiao Fan, this brother, he confirmed.

The little witch was silent, just nodded, only she knew what she was thinking.

Xiao Jin growled a few times, as if he agreed with the fat man's statement.

When Xiao Fan walked to the seventh floor alone, a stone gate blocked his way, and the Shura sword in his right hand trembled very violently, as if extremely excited.

Xiao Fan looked at the Shimen and looked at it carefully. Finally, his eyes stayed on a small hole like a keyhole. For a while, Xiao Fan didn't know how to get in.

Just as Xiao Fan hesitated, the Shura sword trembled more violently.

"Key?" Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he thought of something in an instant. With a movement of his soul power, a **** token suddenly appeared in his hand.

He didn't hesitate to insert the blood token into the keyhole of Shimen. What was strange was that it was really successful. Shimen trembled a few times and slowly pushed it away.

A breath of vicissitudes and ancient times hit his face, and Xiao Fan trembled all over. At this moment, he felt as if he had experienced eternal years, this feeling was very mysterious.

When he woke up, he found that he had already entered the seventh level, which was different from the other six levels. It was completely a blood fog space, without knowing its margins.

"Buzzing~~" The Shura sword trembled, madly absorbing the **** mist in the space. At this moment, Xiao Fan's body began to burn with golden arrogance, and the flames in the dantian flew out instantly, floating above Xiao Fan's head. .

"Endless Battle Soul?" Xiao Fan's face was slightly dark, and the endless battle spirit actually appeared on the initiative. This rarely happens. Is there any connection between the endless battle spirit and this Asura Palace?

"Have you guessed something?"

Just as Xiao Fan was thinking about it, an old voice sounded. Not far from Xiao Fan, a vague shadow condensed, looking like a person, but extremely unreal.

Xiao Fan was shocked and looked at the phantom on the opposite side with caution, his Shura sword clenched tightly, ready to do it at any time.

"Boy, don't be so nervous, the old man is just a wisp of wisdom born from the Pagoda of Refining the Heart." Xu Ying said, appearing unpredictable.

"Junior Xiao Fan, I have seen seniors, and I ask seniors to solve their doubts." Xiao Fan's face flushed. He was indeed too cautious. With the strength of this phantom, if he killed himself first, there was no resistance at all.

"Boy, don't show off your little IQ in front of the old." The phantom looked at Xiao Fan contemptuously, and said after a short while: "You think it's good, the endless battle book and the endless battle soul are indeed things in the Asura Palace. Even the sword in your hand is a **** from the Temple of Shura! To put it bluntly, if your kid were seen by the people of God City, he would have been dismembered.

Hearing the words of the phantom, Xiao Fan felt hairy all over, is this thing really so precious? Then he looked at the shadow and asked weakly, "God City? Senior, what is God City?"

Void staggered, and almost fell from the void, her voice became sharp in vain: "You don't even know God City?"

"I haven't heard of it." Xiao Fan nodded seriously, "I only heard of Dynasty.,"

"The dynasty? The dynasty is a fart!" Xuying couldn't help cursing, "War Soul Continent, vast and boundless, respected by the **** city, under the **** city, there are nine holy cities, 81 imperial dynasties, 720 dynasties , The dynasty in your mouth is just a small place, thousands!"

Xiao Fan had already opened his mouth wide enough to stuff a duck egg with an incredible expression on his face.

The Battle Soul Continent he thought was huge, but it was not so big. There were more than thousands of forces like the Great Yan Dynasty. What about Xiao Cheng? Is it tens of thousands?

"Boy, are you stunned? You know you are ignorant?" Void looked at Xiao Fan with contempt, "Where are you?"

"Dayan Dynasty." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He found that he underestimated the Battle Spirit Continent.