Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 50: Life on the line
"Eight-star Fighter."

Slowly exhaling a breath of foul air, Xiao Yan hid behind a tree, his eyes filled with murderous intent and his face became full of hesitation.

For him, the gap between him and an eight-star fighter was simply too huge.

Before this, the limit he estimated in his mind was only a six-star fighter, and six stars to eight stars was far more complicated than the ordinary two stars. It represented the watershed between mid-level and high-level fighters.

Xiao Yan had no idea about the strength of the high-level fighters. Reason told him that retreating at this time was definitely the right choice.
The purple light in his eyes became more intense. The boy tried to take a step back several times, but he could not make up his mind.

His expression changed, and the boy's bloodstained face suddenly became more ferocious.

"Let's fight! With the power of my soul skills, as long as I can turn that big boss into an idiot, how can I not defeat the few remaining soldiers with fighting spirit?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and he no longer hesitated. He quickly activated the soul power in his mind and poured it all into the purple light.

After injecting three quarters of his soul power, Xiao Yan's gaze became a little distracted. He forced himself to suppress his inner excitement and fixed his gaze on the back of the muscular man's head.

Three, two, one
He silently recited three times in his heart, and a very faint purple light flashed, and instantly shot into the brain of the strong man, directly attacking the deepest and most vulnerable part of his soul.

"Ugh!!!"

Boundless pain as if a sharp object pierced through his entire brain flooded into the sturdy man's consciousness. He fell directly to the ground, and his aura surged out of his body like a madman. Strands of fighting spirit spread on the surface of his skin, turning into pieces of fighting spirit as light as gauze.

His aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it was obvious that he had overdrawn his essence and was activating his fighting spirit at all costs.

"Get out here, bastard!"

He let out a shrill roar, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fine blood vessels in his left eye even burst. Blood instantly filled his entire eye socket and flowed down like a stream.

This extremely weird scene frightened the surrounding subordinates instantly, and their previous playful smiles had long since turned into boundless fear.

"The boss!"

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Damn it, can't you see the enemy attack?!"

The big boss was furious and shouted, "Quickly catch that bastard! If we can't hit him once, he'll be powerless to continue!"

One of the bandits suppressed his inner fear, knowing that his chance to make a name for himself had come. He echoed, "The boss is right. He hasn't appeared yet, so he must be powerless. We don't need to be afraid!"

"Catch that sneak attack bastard and avenge the boss!"

Hearing this, the bandits who were like headless flies around seemed to have found a backbone and went in pairs of three or two to explore the direction of the jungle.

What frightened everyone again was that the first few bandits disappeared without making any sound after entering the jungle.

The next moment, Xiao Yan's blood-soaked figure slowly appeared in the bandits' sight. His extremely young face, dotted with blood, looked particularly terrifying.

He is too big.

Although the power of the soul-piercing attack was extremely great, it did not turn the opponent into an idiot as imagined. Instead, it made the opponent manic and violent.

Xiao Yan secretly activated the Dou Qi in his body, and the previous consumption had been restored a little, but the emptiness of soul power made it impossible for him to control the Dou Qi in his body as well as before.

There is no use regretting. All we can do now is fight to the death.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xiao Yan said in a cold tone: "I heard that you were looking for me?"

The boss, who was originally shocked and angry, suddenly laughed wildly and said fiercely: "So he is just a little bastard with a one-star fighter. He is really looking for death!"

Although he didn't know what means the other party had used to deal him such a heavy blow, the other party's face was extremely pale at this moment, and it was obvious that he had no ability to attack again.

He can kill a mere one-star fighter with just a flip of his hand!

"Get out of my way! I have to kill him myself!"

The big boss growled, forcibly urging the uncontrolled fighting spirit in his body, and rushed forward with a powerful wave.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan felt extremely solemn. He did not dare to be negligent at all. He flipped his palm and a powerful wind pressure swept out.

"Blow Fire Palm!"

After a single blow, even with his Xuan-level fighting skills, Xiao Yan was only able to draw with him, unable to gain the slightest advantage. His expression remained unchanged, knowing that with his soul power extremely depleted, he could no longer use his fighting spirit to the fullest extent as before, so he simply used his most powerful method.

"Baji collapse!"

A pale yellow Dou Qi appeared on Xiao Yan's right fist and hit the opponent's chest at a tricky angle.

The boss's left eye was full of blood, and his only remaining right eye was staring straight at Xiao Yan, as terrifying as a ghost.

He felt the fluctuations of the fighting skills slightly, and his tone was filled with murderous intent and greed: "Little bastard, you actually have so many Xuan-level fighting skills. What a pity, your strength is too weak!"

His figure suddenly stopped, the boss roared, and finally used his fighting skills.

"Iron Stone Hammer!"

First it was palm against palm, then fist against fist. Even though Xiao Yan used the advanced Xuan-level Baji Collapse, he was unable to gain any advantage from the opponent.

The strength of the high-level fighter was indeed beyond his previous psychological expectations. Even though he was seriously injured and his qi was disordered, he could still burst out with such powerful strength.

Seeing Xiao Yan being knocked back, the bandits who had scattered all around started howling.
"Boss, kill this brat!"

The sturdy man sneered and said, "Little bastard, with your fighting spirit, how many more times can you use the Xuan-level fighting skills?"

"Kill you, that's enough!"

Xiao Yan took a breath for a moment, then rushed towards the strong man again, forcibly activating the Eight Extremes Collapse.

"Oh!"

After another collision, Xiao Yan no longer had the strength he had before, and was sent flying backwards during the fight.

If you look inside his Dantian, you will find that the bright cyclone in his body has long become extremely dim, and even the previous crazy rotation speed has become as slow as a turtle.

After using Xuan-level fighting skills many times, Xiao Yan, who is still a one-star fighter, has already reached his limit.

Being able to keep fighting for such a long time is a miracle.

Seeing Xiao Yan fall to the ground, the bandits in the distance immediately showed their expected sneers, obviously sneering at what Xiao Yan had said before.

In their opinion, with a cultivation gap of seven stars, no matter how extraordinary Xiao Yan was, he would never be able to turn the situation around.

The boss wiped the blood from his left cheek, his face full of resentment and playfulness.

"Little bastard, even if you tricked me, the strength of an eight-star fighter is far beyond your reach. Hand over your fighting skills honestly, and I'll leave you with an intact body."

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The sudden silence made the boss feel a little confused. He subconsciously rushed towards the direction where Xiao Yan was, and suddenly discovered that there was a strange lavender light emerging from Xiao Yan's eyes hidden by his hair.

"die!"

The familiar fluctuations shocked him so much that he looked terrified. He no longer cared about his fighting skills. With a flip of his palm, a huge long sword suddenly appeared in his hand and he chopped it down madly.

The cold light struck, causing Xiao Yan's pupils to shrink suddenly, and his planned plan was instantly disrupted -

Najie? !
Looking at the entire Xiao family, only Xiao Zhan and the Great Elder possess treasures like the storage ring.

This person is just a high-level fighter, but he can own a ring. You can imagine how much resources this gang of bandits has looted.
After his desperate sneak attack failed, Xiao Yan's eyes turned into madness. He simply gave up on defense completely and was determined to condense the last of his soul power into a soul-piercing attack.

If I die, I must drag the other person down with me!
"buzz"

A slight buzzing sound was heard, and the long sword that was chopped down with great force suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Xiao Yan looked up and saw two white jade fingers holding a sharp blade, which looked extremely incongruous.

The girl in black dress who appeared out of nowhere looked normal, smiling as she looked down at Xiao Yan lying on the ground.

"Third Young Master, the trial is over. You have failed."

(End of this chapter)