The defensive formations set up by his puppets also had no effect on Xiao Yan, let alone blocking his fists in the slightest.
Just when Yan Yuan rushed towards the demon coffin in the red mist at the fastest speed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then was replaced by endless darkness.
Although Yan Yuan's strength is at the eighth step, it is not significantly different from Xiao Yan's strength, so Yaobeng's effect is enough to limit him for a few breaths.
When Yan Yuan recovered from the panic of darkness, he found that his figure was reflected backwards, his chest was completely dented, and almost all the bones in his body were broken. When he was about to fall, a powerful palm like
He grabbed his neck tightly like pliers.
"Your puppet refining technique is really interesting. I want to learn it."
Xiao Yan looked at Yan Yuan who was seriously injured and said with a smile.
"Why do you want to learn everything?"
Yan Yuan didn't speak, but Jin Huanshen's angry voice came.
"You know nothing. You have so many skills that you can't overwhelm yourself."
Xiao Yan cursed angrily. Yan Yuan thought he was scolding him and his eyes became very strange.
"I'm not saying that, it's just that it stinks to play with these corpses. Let my friend come out."
Xiao Yan waved his hand. The puppets are indeed a good combat power on the battlefield. They are not afraid of life and death. If they have a huge number, their combat power is also extremely amazing.
It's just that Xiao Yan doesn't need to do it himself to refine the puppet. Ye Tiancai in the Soul-Suppressing Banner is a professional.
But we have to find a chance to convince Ye Tian, or find a way to suppress it so that it has no effect in the soul-suppressing banner.
Such a devil is wasted.
"If I release him, can you spare my life?" Yan Yuan said in a hoarse voice. At this moment, he was completely suppressed by Xiao Yan and could not move at all. The bones in his neck were crushed, and they were crushed again after recovering a little.
"That depends on what my friend thinks."
Yan Yuan gave a bitter smile, Yongdong was beaten so badly by him, it would be difficult not to cut him into pieces after being released.
"But tell me, is it really powerful to refine the original god into a puppet?"
Xiao Yan suddenly looked at Yan Yuan and said, the latter was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looking at Xiao Yan became even weirder.
"Isn't he your friend..."
"That's not very familiar."
"...As for whether the puppet is strong or not, it depends on how it is nourished. It must be fed with powerful blood. Over time, it will naturally become stronger than itself. At least one thing, it will absolutely obey its master."
When Xiao Yan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. It sounded good.
Immediately, Xiao Yan loosened his grip on Yan Yuan's neck. Yongdong was defeated by Yan Yuan. The suddenly broken finger contained a lot of tricks. Xiao Yan knew it, but what he couldn't figure out was what purpose Yongdong was for.
What exactly do you want to hide?
According to Jin Huanshen, the Star Killing Finger is one of the core fighting skills of the Genshin clan. Maybe he could do it before, but he just couldn't use it.
Yongdong cannot be regarded as an enemy yet. After all, he has never framed Xiao Yan, and Yongdong is the only Chimi clan that Xiao Yan knows so far. Regardless of the original god or Chimi, Xiao Yan does not want to be the two
the enemy of.
After all, the two races are powerful, and Xiao Yan possesses the powerful abilities of both races, so it goes without saying.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you let my friend out?"
Yan Yuan didn't know what Xiao Yan was thinking about, but he was suddenly shouted coldly by Xiao Yan. The latter raised his hand and released the blood-red coffin that sealed Eternal Winter.
But when Yan Yuan raised his hand, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
He looked at Yan Yuan's hands and followed his gaze. Yan Yuan's hands were all shiny. Ten of his fingers were wearing Na rings, and some even had two rings on them.
"You're quite fat. You didn't notice it. You robbed a lot of people along the way, right?"
Xiao Yan did not rush to release Yongdong from the blood-red coffin, but instead looked at the ring on Yan Yuan's finger.
"Of course not. These are the treasures I have accumulated over the years."
Yan Yuan hurriedly shook his head and denied. Xiao Yan smiled slightly and then raised his hand towards Yan Yuan.
Yan Yuan gritted his teeth, and he naturally understood Xiao Yan's actions. After doing it for a long time, Xiao Yan was really here to rob.
"I will give you all these rings, can you exchange my life?" Yan Yuan knew that Xiao Yan seemed to be an understatement, but in fact he was also a ruthless person.
To be precise, who can make it this far and become one of the strongest people standing at the top of the world? After all, they don’t want to leave any future troubles.
"How about making friends? Many enemies are not as good as many friends. If you are afraid of my revenge, I am willing to sacrifice the blood of three souls and seven souls. If you want me to die, you can do it at any time!"
Yan Yuan had a strong desire to survive in his eyes at this moment. Although his injuries healed quickly after Xiao Yan let him go, he knew that if Xiao Yan didn't let him go, there would be no chance of escape.
"It's not interesting to kill you, so show me some sincerity, enough to exchange for your life."
It doesn't matter whether he is a friend or not. It is not difficult for Xiao Yan to kill him, but it is not necessary. It is better to collect some useful treasures or information from him, which is more cost-effective than killing him indiscriminately.
After all, this person didn't cause any damage. If he touched one of Zhonggu, he probably wouldn't be able to leave alive.
When Yan Yuan heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed.
Even though he clasped his fists and handed them over, he seemed to see the hope of rebirth.
"Brother, look at this Demonic God-Sealing Coffin. The puppets made from this coffin can get twice the result with half the effort, and can seal the immortal existence of gods. This coffin is definitely considered a divine object!"
Yan Yuan looked at the demon coffin beside the red mist and said seriously and solemnly,
"Well, this coffin is pretty good." Xiao Yan nodded in approval, and then looked at Yan Yuan.
"anything else?"
Yan Yuan's eyelids twitched, he could only grit his teeth and kept taking out various weapons and treasures.
But in Xiao Yan's eyes, apart from the demon coffin, nothing else caught his eye. It wasn't that there were no high-grade treasures, but that most of them were of no use to him.
"That's all, hand over all your Najies and I'll spare your life."
Yan Yuan was shocked when he heard this. These were his lifeblood. If he handed them all over... wouldn't that cost him half his life?
"These are the treasures that have accompanied me all the way... they are memories..."
"Then do you want to live or remember?" Xiao Yan said.
Yan Yuan showed pain on his face and could only grit his teeth and pull out all the Najies on his hand.
With a wave of his hand, he threw them all to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan grabbed Na Jie, but his eyes still stayed on Yan Yuan.
"It's best to hand over what's hidden, otherwise if I look for it myself later, I'll have to look for it on the corpse."
Yan Yuan was stunned when he heard this. The expression on his face at this moment seemed to be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
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