Chapter 992: Ye Feng

Chapter Ninety Two
As soon as Xiao Fan walked into the room, in a courtyard adjacent to Xiao Fan, a black-clothed man had a sneer on his face, showing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Xiao Fan, this game, you will definitely find it very interesting." The man in black grinned, and then his expression became cold again. "I will give you a gift first. You have to enjoy it. Don't let me be so quick. Playing to death!"
As soon as the voice fell, the man in black slowly disappeared into the darkness.
By the way, Xiao Fan's face grew gloomy when he entered the room, and the anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger, his mind moved with the Soul Locking Orb, carefully sensing the changes in his soul power.
"I hope the third child is with Xiaowu, otherwise things will be troublesome!" Xiao Fan prayed in his heart, the soul-locking beads had the aura of the fat man's soul power, as long as the fat man was within thousands of miles, he could sense where he was. .
"Om~"
What made Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief was that three rays of light on the Soul Locking Orb fluctuated. Xiao Fan knew that two of them belonged to Ling Feng and Little Witch.
As for the third strand, it's naturally Fatty, because they have all entered the inner courtyard of the Kamikaze Academy, and the Soul Locking Orb has their soul power imprint.
"The third child is okay!" There was a smile on Xiao Fan's face. Originally, he was worried that the fat man had an accident in the Slaughter Ancient Land, but he did not expect that he was still alive and still in this unparalleled holy city.
In his hands, a ray of light flashed in front of Xiao Fan, and a figure appeared. If others were to see it, she would definitely be surprised, because this figure was also Xiao Fan.
Two identical Xiao Fans appeared in the room, except that one of them had no spirit power aura on them for the time being, there was almost no difference between the two.
"Ghost No.1, you are here to protect you, I will save the third and the fifth." Xiao Fan said to him who was exactly the same.
That person was the Ghost One, the soul sculpture that Bei Lao once gave to Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan always thought that the Ghost One was just the peak of the Emperor of War.
It wasn't until he broke through the Legendary Soul Carver that he discovered that Ghost One was not only a seventh rank, nor an eighth rank, but a ninth rank soul sculpture.
Even Xiao Fan himself didn't know where its bottom line was, but it was definitely not just as simple as the early stage of Tier Nine. The reason why he was able to kill Gongsun Yan before was also a great contribution to Ghost One.
But think about it, Bei Lao is already the pinnacle of a legendary soul carver, and he has carved a ninth-order soul carver. What surprises it?
It was only because Bei Lao worried that he was too dependent on the soul sculpture, so he told him that Ghost One would be able to exert the power of the peerless war emperor at best.
Of course, although the first rank of the ghost is very high, the consumption of soul stones is extremely terrifying, even if the power of the early stage of the battle is used, the time of a stick of incense will consume 150,000 of the best soul stones, which is more than the consumption of the nine ghosts. It's 50,000 more.
Fortunately, Xiao Fan had a lot of the best soul stones, and he had obtained millions of best soul stones by killing Ling Tian and the people in the Temple of War.
In addition, there is a reward for the first place in the Southern Territory Competition. He has as many as tens of millions of soul stones, and there is no shortage of soul stones in a short time.
Of course, it can't withstand the long-term consumption of Ghost One and Jiuyou Demon Tiger, which is more than 200,000 yuan each time, which is not something ordinary people can bear.
What Xiao Fan was curious about was how many soul stones would it need to consume if Ghost One played its strength in the middle stage of the battle.
Curious to curiosity, Xiao Fan didn't want to go to this step anyway, because at this step, he was not only consuming the best soul stone, but his life was worrying.
"Yes, Master!" Ghost One nodded respectfully.
Xiao Fan probed his hand a little, and the ghost war soul suddenly came alive, and a wave of spirit power burst out from his body.
"Master, be careful!" Suddenly, Ghost One instantly slapped Xiao Fan with a palm, and pushed the other palm forward, an extremely terrifying breath burst out of it.
If the spirit power aura on his body just now was like a calm lake, but now the aura on his body was like a galloping sea, completely different.
Xiao Fan, who was photographed flying, looked back, but saw a stream of light emerging from the void. It was a small blood sword. If it weren't for Ghost One to react quickly, it would directly penetrate his soul sea.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was already sweating. Fortunately, he activated the Ghost One in time, otherwise the only thing waiting for him is death.
"How is it possible!" At this moment, a cry of exclamation sounded, and only an old man was holding a blood sword, and he was dragged tightly by Ghost One. The old man couldn't move at all!
"It's you?" There was a fierce look in Xiao Fan's eyes. He recognized the old man at a glance. Wasn't it Ye Feng who wanted to worship him as a teacher before and kowtow to him?
"There is a war-sage realm powerhouse by your side!" Ye Feng also looked depressed, glaring at Xiao Fan. Originally, he was ready to kill Xiao Fan, but no one would have thought that there was a war-sacred realm hidden beside Xiao Fan. The strong.
What Ye Feng didn't understand was that his spirit power probed the room just now and found that there was nothing except Xiao Fan. However, in just an instant, there was one more Saint Realm powerhouse. How could this make him believe?
Could it be that Xiao Fan has turned into a battle-sacred realm powerhouse out of thin air? If this is the case, then this is too bad.
He finally understood why Xiao Fan was able to kill Gongsun Yan. It was not Xiao Fan who killed Gongsun Yan, but this Battle Saint Realm.
"Ghost One, don't let him run away!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly. He would never show mercy to anyone who wanted to kill him.
"Run? Is it possible that a battle in the early stages of the Holy Land can still keep me?" Ye Feng looked disdainful, dropped the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and pounced on Xiao Fan again.
"At all costs, as long as you don't kill it!" Xiao Fan's expression was cold and he raised his hand to kill with a sword. At the same time, he pinched a fingerprint.
The next moment, the momentum of Ghost One's body skyrocketed again, and the entire void fell still.
Ye Feng's figure stopped, his pupils shrank suddenly, feeling that even breathing was a little difficult, and he was horrified: "In the middle of the battle saint? Impossible, except for the Temple of War, there are absolutely no people in the middle of the battle in Wushuang Holy City."
Breaking through the battle sacred realm, every small realm is a great moat, and it is very difficult to break through, otherwise, the war sacred realm powerhouse will not be so rare.
Similarly, after breaking through the battle sacred realm, it is very difficult to jump to battle.
Xiao Fan didn't expect to force him to let the Ghost One display the strength of the mid-stage battle of the Holy Realm. Just now he was still thinking that once he displayed this power, he would definitely die forever.
Xiao Fan walked up to Ghost One, glanced at Ye Feng, and shouted coldly, "Kill him!"
Ye Feng heard the words, his legs were weak, he didn't know much about Xiao Fan, but judging from Xiao Fan killing Gongsun Yan before, he really dared to kill him.
If he died in this little unparalleled holy city, it is estimated that he would be poked in the backbone.
The first thing he thought of was to escape from here, but in the midst of the Battle Saint Realm, he didn't have any resistance at all. To escape, it is estimated that he will only die faster.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng knelt on the ground with a thud, begging for mercy: "Senior forgive me, Senior for my life, I am from the Hall of Souls, and if I die, I will bring you disaster."