Destined Martial Lord

"Brat, consider yourself lucky. Let's wait and see!"

When Fan Zhan Yang saw Qing Yi appear, he coldly snorted and turned to leave.

"Wash your neck and wait!"

The blue-robed youth laughed coldly, then left as well.

"Ye Fan, help me kill him!"

Mu Rong Xin'er stared at the back of the blue clothed youth and said viciously.

"This guy is not weak, what good is there in me killing him for you?"

Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"He mocked you like that. Don't you want to kill him?"

Murong Xin'er asked.

His eyes suddenly became ice-cold.

"Sometimes dogs are more hateful than people! Help me kill him, and I'll reward you with something good. "

Murong Xin'er said in a deep voice.

"Could it be your kiss?"

Ye Fan intentionally said this with an exaggerated expression.

"Pui!" "What are you thinking about? Didn't you want to learn how to hide the rank of a Battle Soul? I'll teach you."

Mu Rong Xin'er said snappily.

"Since you let him die, I definitely won't let him live until the fifth fragment of the night."

Ye Fan smiled as he agreed.

Qing Yi glanced at the burned-out incense before ordering people to close the doors to the huge building. The second round of the trial had officially ended.

"Three thousand four hundred and eighteen people passed the second round of the trial. Now, each of you can go back and rest for a day. The day after tomorrow, you can go to the Profound Heaven Sect for the third trial."

After the count was over, Qing Yi took away the qualification list. With the disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sect leading all the participants to a safe path, they quickly returned to the outside of the Mysterious Sky Sect.

At the entrance of the Mysterious Sky Sect, Ye Fan and Murong Xin`er clasped their hands in farewell. The two of them had been teaming up to begin with, so naturally, they would part ways once the trial ended.

"I want to stay in the same inn as you. Right now, everyone thinks that I'm in the same group as you, so I can't beat them."

Murong Xin'er had no intention of leaving as she spoke to Ye Fan.

"I stayed at the Gao Sheng Inn, but it was already full."

Ye Fan frowned as he spoke.

"It's okay. Don't you have a room to stay in?"

Murong Xin'er didn't wait for Ye Fan to reply and directly walked towards the Gao Sheng Inn. Ye Fan could only bitterly smile as he followed her.

Gao Sheng Inn, Ye Fan's room.

"You sleep on the floor while I sleep on the bed. Do you have any objections?"

Murong Xin'er said to Ye Fan.

"Rinse well and rest well. I'll go to the roof to cultivate, and I'll also help you keep watch."

Ye Fan smiled and went up to the roof. He took out the corpse of the trial-takers and used the Star Battle Spirit to devour them.

Rank five martial spirit, King Kong Ape Soul. Strength increased by 50%, defense increased by 30%.

Ye Fan was rather satisfied with this battle of souls, so he began to absorb and refine them. He only saw the shadow of the Raging Flame Panther soul slowly enter the black star, its original position replaced by the body of the King Kong Ape.

It seemed that controlling five soul fragments at the same time was already the limit for a Astral Battle Soul. However, a high level battle spirit would automatically replace a low level battle spirit. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about the number of Astral Battle Souls.

After seeing this, Ye Fan picked out the remaining soul pieces and switched them with fifth grade soul pieces. The remaining soul pieces were all devoured by the black star.

And after devouring the thirteen low-grade soul pieces, Ye Fan's Astral Soul also underwent a strange change. The black sphere actually began to emit a mysterious pattern.

After looking at it for a long time, Ye Fan still couldn't figure out what this pattern represented. It seemed like it was a part of a particular diagram, and it seemed like he needed even more soul pieces in order to light up the entire diagram.

Ye Fan decided to not continue his research and instead took out a bottle of Soul Concentrating Pills and began refining them. After about half an hour, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and gently stood up.

"What are you doing?"

Murong Xin'er's voice suddenly rang out from within the room. She was currently taking a bath and was obviously on guard against Ye Fan. If Ye Fan made any unusual movements, she would immediately sense him.

"I'll be right back!"

Ye Fan lightly smiled and leaped off the roof, disappearing into the darkness with a few leaps.

In the dark alley, the two half drunkards were chatting wildly, completely unaware that death had already arrived.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, the blue-robed youth saw a figure standing in front of him. He shuddered, and the alcohol immediately became more than half clear.

"The person who wants your life!"

Ye Fan gently turned around and said to the blue-clothed youth.

The blue-clothed youth could not help but sneer. He activated his martial spirit and six bright red fireballs appeared around him, instantly illuminating his surroundings.

"Are you in a circus?"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth as he appeared beside the blue-clothed youth like a ghost. His hand had already grabbed the youth's neck.