Chapter 76: Great Harvest

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Chapter 76: A lot of harvest

Looking at the four corpses of the Fangfang Squad, Xiao Fan and the others looked cold, without any regrets at all. These four people are not even as good as animals, they should be killed!

"This poisonous fang team killed a lot of people, and there are so many good things." The fat man found four soul rings on the four of them, which contained a lot of soul stones and soul crystals. They were really rich.

"It's only three million low-grade soul stones, is that too much?" Ling Feng disdainfully weighed two red soul crystals, and said, "These two fire attribute soul crystals belong to me, and you can see the rest for yourself." Do it."

"Xiao Jin, here." The little witch took out a few soul crystals and threw them to Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin let out a low growl and swallowed them all.

"Here is a sword and a set of combat skills." Xiao Fan calmly took out two things from the scar man's soul ring, a long black sword and an old book.

"Third brother, show me this sword." Fatty stared at the black long sword, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Fan threw it over indifferently, Fatty took it, and couldn't put it down immediately, looked at it carefully for a while, looked at Ling Feng and said: "Boss, this Black Wind Sword is a fifth-grade soul weapon, very suitable for you."

Fifth rank soul soldier? That's hundreds of thousands of low-grade soul stones. Even in Yancheng, fifth-grade soul soldiers are extremely rare.

"This sword is not suitable for me." Xiao Fan shrugged. Of course, it's not that this sword is not suitable for him. It's just that this sword can play its greatest role in Ling Feng's hands.

"Thank you." Ling Feng hesitated for a while, but still took it. The Black Wind Sword caught his eye the first time he saw it, but Xiao Fan got it, so he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Fan smiled, looked at the book in his hand again, opened it, and three big black characters were printed in the eyes of several people in an instant.

"Soul Broken Palm?" Ling Feng shrank his pupils and screamed out.

"Boss, do you know this Broken Soul Palm?" Xiao Fan looked at Ling Feng suspiciously, and Ling Feng had reminded him when the Scar Man displayed this combat skill before.

Ling Feng was silent for a while, before he said for a long time: "It is rumored that the complete Broken Soul Palm is a ninth-rank combat skill, with a total of nine levels. When practiced to the peak, it can kill the battle spirit of the battle saint!"

"Bomb the battle spirit of the Saint of War?" Xiao Fan and the others cried out in shock, their hearts were hard to calm down.

Zhan Sheng, that is almost the existence of the pinnacle of the Zhanhun Continent, this Broken Soul Palm can kill the Zhansheng Zhanhun, if it is trained to the peak, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

Ling Feng naturally saw what a few people were thinking, shook his head and said: "That's just a rumor, it is said that there are nine levels, but I have never seen anyone who has cultivated to the ninth level, and, even if this combat skill is very strong, it can blast To kill Zhan Ji Zhan Soul, but also have enough strength, besides, Zhan Sheng will not stand there and let him kill him."

Everyone nodded. They knew what Ling Feng meant. If the strength is not enough, it doesn't matter if you have cultivated the Broken Soul Palm to the ninth level. Moreover, monks of the same level will not stand there stupidly and let you kill them.

If others can't beat it, can't they escape?

"This book is already broken, and it is probably incomplete." Ling Feng said again, "Besides, I also heard that it is very difficult to cultivate this Broken Soul Palm, third child, you'd better not spend too much time on it. "

"Well, I know." Xiao Fan smiled and nodded, but he still put it in the soul ring, thinking in his heart: "Is it difficult?"

If Ling Feng knew Xiao Fan's talent in combat skills training, he probably wouldn't say that. Even he can easily cultivate fifth-rank combat skills, so what about ninth-rank combat skills?

"Little witch, what did you gain from that?" Xiao Fan changed the topic and asked Ye Shiyu.

The little witch Ye Shiyu also took out a book and said, "I only want this combat skill, and nothing else."

"Oh?" The three of them looked at the little witch in surprise. Could it be that this combat skill has a lot of history?

"This is a sixth-grade combat skill soul power restraint. It can restrain a person's soul power, and even a battle spirit. It's just suitable for my cultivation." The little witch explained.

Everyone nodded, and naturally there was no objection. The little witch possesses the eighth-rank battle spirit Silver Emperor Vine, and this soul-binding combat skill is most suitable for her to practice.

"Can you show me?" However, Xiao Fan was a little bit unwilling to give up. As long as it was a combat skill, he would never let it go, because there was an endless war code. He collected low-level combat skills and could evolve into high-level combat skills. technology.

"Smelly rascal, I warn you, you can only watch." The little witch glared at Xiao Fan fiercely, but still handed over the soul power restraint to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan smiled wryly, opened the book, glanced at it quickly, imprinted all the contents in his mind, and thought to himself: I will practice hard when I have time later.

He casually threw the battle skills back to the little witch, then looked at everyone, his expression became serious, and he said, "Do you want to move on?"

A few people frowned, if the bearded man's words were true, if he continued to go deep into the Soul Beast Mountain Range from here, there must be something terrible, but what if the bearded man lied to them and deliberately sent them to die?

"Aren't you going to look for the blood crystal grass? The autumn hunting in Yancheng is coming soon, we must strengthen our strength." Ling Feng's eyes were extremely firm.

"That's right. If we didn't meet the Fangfang Squad, we would also go in. It's the so-called wealth and wealth. If you don't even have the courage, how can you talk about cultivation." Fatty nodded and killed the Fangfang Squad. After seeing a few soul crystals and hundreds of thousands of low-grade soul stones, I felt a little unwilling.

"Then keep going." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said.

"Stinky rascal, you haven't asked me yet." The little witch stomped her feet angrily, unexpectedly Xiao Fan ignored him.

"Don't worry, as long as I don't die, you won't die either." Xiao Fan said indifferently.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener was a little bit, the little witch's face was blushing, as if she was about to drip water, she thought to herself: "Could it be that this guy really likes me? Hmph, stinky rascal, when you like me, I will definitely kick you!" You kick it away, it hurts you to death!"

Ling Feng's eyes flickered, and finally he could only sigh in his heart, a feeling of failure that he had never felt before, the person he liked, liked others, the most important thing was that Xiao Fan hadn't taken the little witch to heart yet. superior.

The fat man smiled cheaply, as if to say it again, there really was adultery.

Xiao Fan, four people and one beast continued on the road, walking to the depths of the Soul Beast Mountain Range. As for the corpses of the Poisonous Fang Squad and the group of Poisonous Wolves, Xiao Fan and the others ignored them. They believed that there would be Soul Beasts to clean up the place soon. .

An hour after they left, three figures appeared here, and the leader of them was Sun Ting, the Patriarch of the Sun family.

"Patriarch, the poisonous fang team is dead, and there are still twenty poisonous wolves' bodies. The person who killed them is probably Zhan Zongjing." A middle-aged man in a green robe said respectfully.

"Zhan Zongjing?" Sun Ting frowned. He knew the strength of the Fang Zun team very well. Even the peak Zhan Zunjing could not be their opponents, which is why he let the Fang Fang team guard here.

"Patriarch, judging from the traces of the battlefield, it should be..." another middle-aged man in black robe observed the scene and said.

But before he finished speaking, Sun Ting disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was next to a broken tree, where there was a piece of black cloth stained with blood.

"It's Xiao Fan and the others!" Sun Ting's expression turned cold, and a strong murderous intent burst forth.

"How is it possible, even we may not be able to easily deal with the poisonous fang team and these twenty-plus poisonous wolves." The middle-aged man in the green robe said in surprise.

"Don't forget, except for Xiao Fan, these people are all possessors of battle spirits above the eighth rank. I didn't expect them to grow up so fast, which is beyond my expectation!" Sun Tinghan said in a voice. Added a sentence: "If you can't kill them this time, maybe you really won't have a chance in the future!"

With a whoosh, the three of them disappeared in a flash, obviously going deep into the Soul Beast Mountain Range.