"Are all the strong men in your world this virtuous, or are only some lunatics like this?" Fang Bie helplessly asked the young man hanging beside him in the air.
Xiao Yan also looked at the mentally retarded man and glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him who was smiling a little sickly, "I don't know, the strong people I met were all quite friendly to me, but they seemed to have quite a few lunatics. "
"What are you still mumbling for? Do you want to die?" the middle-aged man asked fiercely, and the strength in his hands tightened, causing the two of them to feel the pain caused by the oppression of their bodies.
"Anyway, I can go alone. If I don't show you some colors, you think I run a dyeing room!" Just a simple conversation between the two made him feel as if he had lost control of the situation. Decided to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
Fang Bie felt a force slacken in his body, and he fell directly onto the sand without any damage.
Xiao Yan was lifted higher, and the fighting spirit walked up to him. The earth-yellow power in his hands was even more obvious, as if it was all condensed together.
The middle-aged man looked at the beam of light in the distance that still had no reaction and the guys around him who he couldn't afford to offend at all, and his morbid expression became even crazier.
"I want them to see what happens if they piss me off!"
It seemed that he was deliberately breaking the tranquility of this space, and it seemed that he just wanted to demonstrate to those fighting kings. This kind of clown-like behavior really attracted a lot of attention to him.
Fang Bie was really curious about this kind of character. Unfortunately, Xiao Yan had already encountered countless enemies of this type. How could he still have any intention to let him continue?
"Oh!" With a flash of bright sword light, Xiao Yan already had a simple-looking long knife in his hand, and a pair of wings gradually sprouted from his back, "Get out of here!"
The light of the sword flew through the air, knocking this spirit-fighting expert who looked extremely powerful, as if he could suppress the two of them with just one hand, to the ground.
Draw the sword's characteristics, block and counterattack!
"Xiao Yan, since he has drawn his sword, don't give him any chance!" Fang Bie said from the side.
It is true that drawing a sword is extremely powerful, but both of them are just ordinary fighting masters, but they are not necessarily tough. Once they take action, they certainly cannot give the other side a chance to counterattack.
"Of course I know this, why do you have to say it?" Xiao Yan curled his lips. At this time, he even had time to come over and argue. You knew that his current condition was extremely good.
The attention of the surrounding strong men was still focused on this huge beam of light. The spiritual energy here had even been absorbed by Yao Lao. These people clearly felt that the power in their bodies was beyond their means.
The most obvious thing is that the fighting emperors who were flapping their wings have slowly landed on the ground. They also felt that their consumption was a bit serious, and they subconsciously reduced their losses.
And this perverted fighting spirit, who was knocked over by the sword and became a little angry, couldn't even throw out the second punch, and most of the spiritual energy attached to it had been lost.
At this time, we can see the advantages of drawing the sword. There is no energy attached, so naturally there is no need for any energy to be attached.
Xiao Yan swung out his sword and struck it firmly on the hand of Dou Ling, who had become a little sluggish because the energy in his hand was absorbed.
"Baji, collapse!" After Xiao Yan swung the sword, his strong fighting consciousness allowed him to add an attack of his own, and his whole body suddenly hit the person in front of him.
"Peng!" Unexpectedly, instead of knocking the opponent away, he actually inflicted pain on himself and forced himself backwards for a long distance.
"What a weird knife! I, Yang Qian, am going to kill it!" A fanatical light showed on the sick man's face. He no longer focused on the light beam. He knew that surrounded by the group of people around him, he couldn't stand it at all.
There is no chance.
But what was originally a casual and unintentional move made him see a greater temptation.
What kind of sword can make a young boy who is just a fighting master easily overthrow him? If he gets this sword in his hand, wouldn't he be able to fight against the fighting king?
There was fanaticism in his eyes, and he immediately tore off his coat, revealing his strongest fighting mentality.
"Boy, I'm going to tell you today that realm is the capital of nothingness, and all foreign objects can't let you escape!" There were traces of poison after poison on his body. It can be imagined that at the beginning,
What kind of horrific scene did he experience when he was being fed by these poisonous insects?
No wonder he developed such a morbid mentality. The scars that looked like centipedes crawling over him and his purple-blue skin made him look completely different from ordinary people.
He is not so much a person as a disgusting monster in human skin!
Fang Bie looked around with some surprise, no wonder there is such a strong man of Dou Ling level here, there are such strong signs of transformation!
Not far away from them, a big man with an indifferent expression was staring at them, without making any movement or thinking at all, as if he just passed by their bodies and stared at the beam of light in the distance.
Fang Bie calmly walked among a few people and continued to watch Xiao Yan's battle, while focusing part of his attention on that guy.
"It's true that fighting spirits are not something I can deal with now." Xiao Yan tried and suffered a lot, but it did not affect his fighting spirit. "But you guy...it's not your fault that you are so ugly.
It’s your fault for coming out to scare people!”
What didn't match his somewhat handsome face were the scars on his body that looked like green poisonous insects, as well as the tentacles that grew out of his palms, like snake heads.
"Everything will be destroyed in front of my poisonous snake!" He hissed, revealing a somewhat forked tongue!
"No wonder he looks like a pervert, he turns out to be a pervert!" Xiao Yan's eyes revealed a look of disgust, "Today I can be considered as killing evil for the people!"
The traces of monsters on Yang Qian's face were even heavier, with green lines even climbing from around his body towards his face.
"I'm just a little fighting master. I'm a fighting spirit! I swallowed hundreds of different poisonous insects, big and small, before I finally reached this level. What qualifications do you have to fight against me?"
The craziness in his voice was even worse, and his tone was even a little distorted. He also gave up the earth-type attack ability he had shown before, and instead directly put all the power on himself to fight with Xiao Yan.
Engage in hand-to-hand combat!
The long knife cuts across the sky, the light flashes!
Xiao Yan easily resisted his attack with one strike of his sword. Although he might be a little uncomfortable at first, the feeling of wielding a sword so lightly was certainly not as powerful as wielding a giant ruler.
But when each sword can block a first-level attack, each sword can create a line, and each sword can reveal a more powerful style, Xiao Yan has already been immersed in such sword attacks, so what?
Have the previous disgust?
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