Chapter 76: A good harvest (fourth more)

Looking at the four corpses of the Fang Fang team, Xiao Fan's expressions were cold, and there was no regret at all. These four were not as good as animals, they should be killed!

"There are so many people killed by the Fang Fang team, and there are so many good things." The fat man found four soul rings on the four people, and there were a lot of soul stones and soul crystals inside, which is really rich.

"It adds up to three million lower-grade soul stones, is that too much?" Ling Feng disdainfully weighed the two red soul crystals, and said, "These two fire-attribute soul crystals belong to me. You see the others. Work."

"Xiaojin, here." The little witch took out a few soul crystals and threw them to Xiaojin, who gave a low growl and swallowed them all.

"There is also a sword and a set of combat skills." Xiao Fan took out two things from Scar Man's soul ring without a hassle, a black long sword and an old book.

"Lao San, show me this sword." The fat man stared at the black long sword, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Fan inadvertently threw it over, and the fat man took it. He immediately fell in love with it. After looking carefully, he looked at Ling Feng and said, "Boss, this Black Wind Sword is a fifth-grade soul soldier, very suitable for you."

Grade 5 Soul Soldier? That is almost hundreds of thousands of lower-grade soul stones, even in Yancheng, fifth-grade soul soldiers are extremely rare.

"This sword is not suitable for me." Xiao Fan shrugged. Of course, it was not that this sword was not suitable for him. It was just that this sword could exert its greatest effect in Lingfeng's hands.

"Thank you." Ling Feng hesitated for a while before he took it. This Black Wind Sword was caught up when he first saw it, but Xiao Fan got it, so he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Fan smiled, then looked at the book in his hand, opened it, and the three **** characters were instantly printed in the eyes of a few people.

"Broken Soul Palm?" Ling Feng's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed directly.

"Boss, do you know this Broken Soul Palm?" Xiao Fan looked at Ling Feng suspiciously. When Scar Man performed this combat technique before, Ling Feng reminded him.

Ling Feng was silent for a while, before he said for a long time: "It is rumored that the complete Soul Shattering Palm is a ninth-rank combat skill. There are nine levels in total, and it can be used to kill the battle soul of the battle saint!"

"Boom and kill the battle spirit of Zhan Sheng?" Xiao Fan cried out in surprise, and their hearts were hard to calm.

Battle Saint, that is almost the existence of the peak of the Battle Soul Continent, this broken soul palm can kill the Battle Saint War Soul, if you reach the peak, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

Ling Feng naturally saw what a few people were thinking, and shook his head: "That's just a rumor, saying that there are ninth levels, but I have never seen anyone cultivating to the ninth level. Moreover, even if this combat skill is very strong, it can be booming. Killing the holy war spirit, but also has enough strength, what's more, war holy will not stand there and let him kill."

Everyone nodded, and they knew what Ling Feng meant. If the strength is not enough, even if you train Broken Soul Palm to the ninth level, and the cultivators of the same rank will not stand there stupidly and let you kill.

Can't you escape if others can't beat it?

"This book is broken, and it's probably already incomplete." Ling Feng said again, "Moreover, I also heard that it is difficult to cultivate this broken soul palm, the third child, you'd better not spend too much time here. "

"Well, I know." Xiao Fan smiled and nodded, but he was still in the soul ring, and said in his heart: "Is it difficult?"

If Ling Feng knew about Xiao Fan’s talent in combat skills training, he wouldn't have said that. He could easily cultivate even rank five combat skills, even if he could practice rank nine combat skills?

"Little Witch, what did you gain from that?" Xiao Fan turned off the topic and looked at Ye Shiyu.

The little witch Ye Shiyu also took out a book and said: "I only want this combat skill, nothing else."

"Oh?" The three of them looked at the little witch in amazement, could it be that this combat technique still had a lot of origin?

"This is the soul power **** of the Sixth-Rank combat skill, which can constrain a person's soul power, and even confine the battle soul, which is just right for me to practice." The little witch explained.

Everyone nodded, naturally there was no objection, the little witch possessed the eighth-rank battle spirit Silver Emperor Vine, and this spirit power restraint combat skill was most suitable for her cultivation.

"Can you show it to me?" However, Xiao Fan was a little unwilling to give up. As long as it was a combat skill, he couldn't let it go, because there was an endless tome. He collected low-level combat skills and could evolve high-level combat. Technique.

"Smelly rascal, I can warn you, you can only look at it." The little witch glared at Xiao Fan viciously, but she still gave her soul power to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, opened the book, took a quick glance, branded all the content in his mind, and secretly said in his heart: wait until there is time to cultivate.

He threw his combat skills back to the little witch, and looked at the crowd again, his expression became solemn, and he said, "Would you like to keep going?"

A few people frowned. If they had their beards, they would not be fake. From here on going deep into the Soul Beast Mountain Range, there must be something extraordinary, but what if the beards lied to them and let them go to death on purpose?

"Aren't you going to find the Blood Crystal Grass? The Yancheng Autumn Hunt is coming soon, we must increase our strength." Ling Feng's eyes were extremely firm.

"Yes, if we didn't meet Fang Fang, we would also want to go in. As the so-called wealth and danger, if you don't even have this courage, how can you talk about cultivation." The fat man nodded and killed Fang Fang. After arriving at a few soul crystals and hundreds of thousands of lower-grade soul stones, I felt a little unwilling.

"Then move on." Xiao Fan took a deep breath.

"Smelly hooligan, you haven't asked me yet." The little witch stomped angrily, but Xiao Fan ignored him.

"Relax, as long as I don't die, you won't die either." Xiao Fan said indifferently.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was a little bit. The little witch's face was flushed, as if dripping water, she thought to herself: "Does this guy really like me? Huh, stinky hooligan, when you like me, I will definitely kick it." You kick it away and you are so sad!"

Ling Feng’s eyes flickered, and finally he could only sigh in his heart. A sense of failure that he had never felt before rose in his heart. People he likes and others like others. The most important thing is that Xiao Fan hasn’t put the little witch in his heart. on.

The fat man smiled very cheaply, as if to talk about it, he really had adultery.

The four of Xiao Fan and one beast continued on the road, walking towards the depths of the spirit beast mountain range. As for the corpses of the Fang Fang team and a group of poisonous wolves, Xiao Fan ignored them. They believed that spirit beasts would clean up the place soon. .

An hour after they left, three figures appeared here, and the one headed was Sun Ting, the head of the Sun family.

"Patriarch, the Fang Fang team is dead, and there are more than 20 poisonous wolves. The person who killed them is probably from the Zhanzong Realm." A middle-aged man wearing a green robe said respectfully.

"Zhanzong Realm?" Sun Ting frowned. He knew the strength of the Fangs Squad. Even the peak of the Battle Sovereign Realm could not be their opponent. This is why he let the Fangs Squad stay here.

"Patriarch, judging from the traces of the battlefield, it should be..." Another middle-aged man in black robe observed the scene and said.

Sun Ting disappeared before his words were over. When he reappeared, he was next to a broken tree where there was a black cloth stained with blood.

"It's Xiao Fan and the others!" Sun Ting looked cold, and a strong murderous intent bloomed.

"How is it possible, even if we may not be able to solve the poisonous wolves and the Fang Fang team easily." The middle-aged man in Qingpao said in surprise.

"Don't forget that, except for Xiao Fan, these people are all Rank 8 or higher battle spirit owners. I didn't expect them to grow so fast. This is beyond my expectation!" Sun Tinghan said in his heart again. Added a sentence: "If you can't kill them this time, maybe there will be no chance in the future!"

With a swish, the three of them disappeared into the same place in a flash, obviously going to the depths of the Soul Beast Mountain Range.