Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 92: Respectable opponent, victory is already decided!

The young man in black robe slowly struggled to get up from the ruins.

His trembling hands barely supported his upper body:

"boom!"

However, he had no strength left to stand and fell back heavily.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed.

His originally jet-black hair had now turned gray, and his lifespan and soul were almost burned out.

His essence and blood were also exhausted, and his skin and flesh were shriveled and tightly attached to his bones.

Like a dying corpse.

Only those eyes that were flashing with madness still had a trace of life!
However, in such a miserable situation.

He laughed hoarsely and crazily:

"Xiao Yan, you are indeed very strong!"

The sound was as harsh as sandpaper, and every word was pronounced with all his strength.

With an indescribable determination and madness:
"It's my honor to be defeated by a genius like you."

There was a gleam in the eyes of the black-robed young man.

Is the persistence in fighting, and the calmness in facing death:

"Ever since I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have been prepared to die."

His voice gradually became lower, and he looked up at Xiao Yan:

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to see the scenery at the top yet."

A hint of regret flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by madness.

With trembling hands, he slowly pulled out a dagger from his bosom.

The blade shone with a cold light, which was particularly dazzling in the dim sky and earth.
"Strive to make progress in life, and don't be afraid of death!"

His voice suddenly rose, with an almost crazy determination!
Even if life ends, leave your voice behind:
"It is my honor to die in battle!"

"Now, remember my name."

He suddenly slashed the dagger across his neck!

A dry body, but not even blood has flowed out:

"My name is Soul Tribulation!"

The sound stopped abruptly, replaced by a hoarse laugh!
There is reluctance and relief in the laughter:
"Hahahaha!"

With a final laugh, his neck was completely severed.

The head drooped limply, and the soul dissipated.

Xiao Yan stood in the air, and the thousand-foot Dharma image slowly dissipated!
He lowered his head and looked at the withered body in the ruins, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

This was the first time he encountered such an opponent.

An opponent who is willing to sacrifice his life for victory.

An opponent who will fight to the last breath even if he knows he will die.

Xiao Yan sighed softly, his voice filled with emotion:

"You are a worthy opponent."

His gaze fell on Hun Jie's corpse, and there was more respect in his eyes.

Even though they had opposing views, it did not prevent him from recognizing Hun Jie's courage:

"Hun Jie, I will remember you."

He waved his sleeves, and four-colored flames surged out, instantly enveloping Hun Jie's body.

"Chichi!"

The sound of burning flames echoed in the air.

Hun Jie's body quickly turned into ashes in the flames and drifted away with the breeze.

Xiao Yan shifted his gaze from the ashes to the two Soul Palace guardians in the distance.

At this moment, they are already heartbroken:

"Little Lord!"

The two men fell to their knees, tears in their eyes.

Sliding down the cheeks!

They watched as Hun Jie's body turned into ashes, their hearts filled with self-blame and regret.

It feels like thousands of needles piercing my heart.

"The young master is dead, and he even died to buy us time..."

One of the guardians had a trembling voice and his eyes were full of pain.

Self-blame and guilt gnaw at my heart.

"But we have failed the young master's hopes..."

The guardian on the other side clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Blood dripped slowly through his fingers, but he seemed to feel no pain.

Regret and pain in my heart overwhelm everything:
They also don't want to disappoint the young master's expectations of them.

But Xiao Yan was too strong, and he crushed him while fighting against the soul tribulation!
He could even free his hands to cast a strange fire barrier to trap the two of them here!
With their severely injured bodies and strength, Genzuo was unable to escape.

And now:
They knew that even if Xiao Yan let them go, they would not have the courage to live on.

The young master is dead, there is no point in them living:
"Xiao Yan!"

The two men suddenly raised their heads, their eyes burning with crazy anger! "I want you to pay for the young master's life!"

They ignored their serious injuries and madly burned their remaining blood and soul.
A powerful yet desperate force erupted and rushed towards Xiao Yan regardless of everything!
Xiao Yan looked at the two people rushing towards him, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Looks calm.

He waved his hand lightly, and the flame barrier split to the sides.

Let the two of them rush towards him madly.

"boom!"

Xiao Yan clenched his palms, and four-colored flames instantly enveloped the two of them:
"Chichi!"

In the flames, the bodies of the two people quickly turned into ashes.

Until the end, there was only anger and hatred towards Xiao Yan in his eyes.

Xiao Yan quickly calmed down.

He stood in the air and looked around. The land where fierce fighting had once taken place was now devastated.

I felt a sense of emotion in my heart. This is the world of cultivators, cruel and realistic.
"This world is where the strong are respected."

"There is no right or wrong, only different perspectives."

Xiao Yan spoke in a low voice, as if speaking to himself:
"Winner takes all, loser for Kou."

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, this is the feeling he gained along the way:

"As for stupid emotions like being moved or sympathizing with the enemy, I don't have any!"

Xiao Yan clenched his fists:

In a world where the strong are respected, only absolute power can protect everything you cherish:
He only knew to fight with all his strength, which was a respect for the enemy!
Xiao Yan's gaze once again fell on the place where the soul disaster turned into ashes.

There was an extra complexity in his eyes, which was the remembrance of this battle and this opponent.

At this moment, victory is already decided:

Xiao Yan alone killed four top Dou Zong masters from the Soul Palace!
This record is enough to shock everyone!

Everyone who stopped fighting was already stunned.

My heart is filled with shock and awe:
"Master Xiao is too strong!"

"It has come to this?"

Hu Qian muttered to himself, shock written all over his face.

Unable to accept the shocking fact before my eyes.

"Four peak Dou Zong masters were killed by him alone!"

Cries of surprise were heard from both sides of the ceasefire.

Everyone was impressed by Xiao Yan's strength, and felt even more awe in their hearts!

"With such strength, I'm afraid he's close to Dou Zun, right?"

Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief at Xiao Yan's action.

It can be said that it was easy to completely shatter the cultivation concepts and world views that they had accumulated over the years!
You know, Xiao Yan just arrived here.

His cultivation hasn't even reached Dou Zong yet, how long has it taken?!

Not only did he break through, but his combat power even approached the threshold of Dou Zun!
Is that human being? ! !
While everyone was shocked, Yan Yun was the first to react.

He gritted his teeth and a look of determination appeared on his face!
He withstood Hai Bodong's full-strength attack, his body feeling like it was struck by lightning:

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then he turned around, tore through space, and ran desperately!
"Damn it, Han Feng, that bastard!"

Yan Yun cursed loudly in his heart, his eyes filled with anger and fear!

The resentment towards Han Feng erupted like a volcano:
"This Xiao Yan is so strong that he's almost inhuman!"

"You actually let me carry out such a suicidal mission!?"

He was filled with regret and anger.

Regret listening to Han Feng's instigation and getting involved in a deadly situation:

"If I can survive this time, I will make Han Feng suffer a fate worse than death!"

He swore secretly in his heart, hatred flashing in his eyes.

However, he had just torn the space apart:
"boom!"

After running a few steps, a surge of pressure as strong as a mountain descended instantly!

Yan Yun froze in place, unable to move an inch even with all his strength.

His pupils were filled with fear and he could only move his eyeballs with difficulty.

Then, the pupils suddenly contracted:
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing in front of him.

He was a young man with a tall figure, black hair and starry eyes.

Four wings stretched out behind him.

Four-colored flames surrounded his body, majestic and sacred, like a god of war!

Xiao Yan's voice came faintly:

"Now that you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Yan Yun's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his heart was filled with despair:
Completely spicy!!!

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(End of this chapter)