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Chapter 640 Old Demon Su

Su Yan was wearing black clothes, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were full of strangeness. He was slightly panting, and the corners of his eyes were flashing with excitement, and a strong sense of fighting!

Smooth, this is the real battle. After this battle, he learned a lot of skills and combat experience. Facing Wang Li, he kept suppressing his own cultivation and used only the cultivation level of the late Nirvana Realm, and did not even release the Great Perfection. As long as he improves the power of the realm, Wang Li will be defeated long ago.

He believed that the special soul power given by the system, coupled with the extraction of the Heart-Devouring Gu, was much higher than the same realm. Just like now, in the late stage of Nirvana, facing a true Great Perfection, you can easily face the real Great Perfection.

"After all, it's still a waste!" Su Yan said domineeringly again in the face of the howling Wang Li.

"Crazy, he's crazy!" someone said tremblingly.

"Hurry up, carry Senior Brother Wang to treat him. Who has anything to do? Let's go find Senior Brother Wang's senior brother."

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Until lunch time, Su Yan was completely powerless, but his condition was unprecedentedly good. It seemed that invisibly, something that had been bound for a long time was completely released, that is, war! war! war!

He was like a combat machine, fighting tirelessly and challenging. Every scream of others and the smell of blood made him intoxicated and excited.

His divine source was not won away by anyone, but even more. He defeated 62 disciples from the outer courtyard, among which thirty were in the Great Perfection of Nirvana Realm.

The seventeen disciples in the inner courtyard were all fully armed with Nirvana, but even if they were still defeated in the round battle, they were defeated... terrible!

Seeing Su Yan on the stage, holding a long sword of flames, kneeling on one knee, sweating profusely. Everyone watching was both timid and expectant. Several people even wanted to take this opportunity to become the first person to defeat him and become all heroes.

But Su Yan slowly stood up, then jumped off the stage, and let everyone retreat together. He collected the long sword and all the divine sources, but left two provocative wooden signs there.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I have the courage to come and win!" After Su Yan finished speaking, he tidied up his messy clothes and dragged his tired body towards Lingyan Peak, and everyone's fists clattered.

For a moment, the nickname of Old Demon Su suddenly resounded throughout the outer courtyard. Every time he took action, he was too vicious, as if he was facing an enemy, and he would not give up until he saw blood. He was wearing black clothes and black lines, like a demon, full of derogatory meaning. It was said that he would come again in the afternoon, and everyone started looking for other senior brothers who had not come out yesterday.

Not to win the God Source, but just to exhale a vent. Before we knew it, this has formed a battle of honor.

As Su Yan's senior brother, these seventeen inner disciples were also sent back to their respective mountains. The elders were furious, but when they heard that they were beaten by Su Yan who had entered the door for less than a year, they were still in the formal fighting arena, in the form of a wheel battle, and they suddenly became speechless and even felt a little embarrassed.

Although they took action more heavily, they are newcomers, and they are still in the late stage of Nirvana. Are you all the Great Perfection that you have learned from me for so many years?

What do you ask the disciples of the outer courtyard to think of you? What do you ask that old man Ling Yu to think of us? It’s embarrassing to have a soldier and a nest of bears!

Ling Yu didn't know about the storm caused by just half a day. He took some classics and devoted himself to studying the phoenix bones. If there was really nothing inherited, he would be ready to find someone to refine better armor or weapons.

The next day, Su Yan, the clone, seemed to have nothing happened. He held the books and was politely like a good student studying well. He sat quietly on the cushion in the corner, looking at his books, and occasionally encountered something he didn't know, so he respectfully asked Ling Yu for advice. Of course, Ling Yu wanted to say a few more words.

After finishing learning, he went to the canteen to get food like a lonely cold-blooded killer. As soon as he entered the canteen, the originally chattering canteen was silent. Such a strange scene scared the chefs who were making food in the canteen, thinking that something had happened.

Until Su Yan came, got a meal, sat alone at the dining table and ate silently. After eating, he drank some soup, sat and digested for a while, and then walked out.

"He went to the fighting arena, he really went!"

"Hurry, what else can I have to eat? I heard that Senior Brother Jiang Li and Senior Brother Chuan Luo who went out to perform the mission yesterday have both returned. They are expected to advance to the outer courtyard disciples of the Great Saint Realm in the past one or two years."

"I have heard of it, and the two senior brothers often perform difficult tasks in the mission hall. They are not like us, they are really people who lick blood on the edge of the knife."

"Not only them, but also Senior Brother Shangguan, Senior Brother Lin Chen, Senior Brother Yan Li and others are all waiting for the Old Demon Su to come. They were not here yesterday. I heard that this Old Demon insulted our outer courtyard, so I was ready to go."

"Haha, there must be a good show today. I think there are people who are going to suppress the bets."

"It must be true. When I came here this morning, I found that many senior brothers from the inner courtyard were there. My junior brother was beaten like this, how could I not come to avenge my previous shame?"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

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On the fighting arena, Su Yan's battle stage was completely attracted by the attention of the battle. Nearly 30,000 disciples from the outer courtyard gave up their affairs and rushed here to cheer and see others give him anger.

"ah--"

Lin Chen, who was highly anticipated in the outer courtyard, was knocked away from the platform. The powerful impact force directly knocked the approaching battle platform into a human-shaped hole, bleeding from the six orifices, and life and death were unknown.

Bang!

Yan Li drooped his two dislocated shoulders, and had iron pieces tied to his abdomen after his weapon broke. He fell from the stage and fell down. A group of people hurriedly stopped the bleeding.

One from the outer courtyard or the inner courtyard, one from the outer courtyard was up and one fell down. Each of them had no bleeding on their bodies, and they were embarrassed to come down.

But it was strange. The Su Yan on the stage became more and more courageous as he fought. Even if other people's blood splattered on his face, he would lick it with his tongue, and his fighting spirit became even higher and even more... bloodthirsty, and the momentum alone made people shorter.

This is really a complete madman. He is not only cruel to the outer court, but also to the senior brothers in the inner court. He only stops when he sees blood falling to the stage.

However, everyone also discovered that they were a little awkward in the fight yesterday, but now they are becoming more and more skillful. Everyone finally understood that they were practicing with them as whetstones.

The humiliation became even worse. They didn't want to be whetstones, but they just couldn't beat them.
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