Comprehending the artistic conception is an extremely long process for ordinary monks, and it is extremely difficult for a monk who can comprehend both artistic conceptions in the Soul King Realm!
At this time, the five half-step soul emperors who stood opposite Su Fan had a total of thirteen kinds of moods, and among them, six kinds of moods reached completion.
It shows that one of these five people has at least two kinds of perfect satisfaction!
Su Fan scanned the five half-step soul emperors, and immediately locked his eyes on the one standing on the far right. It was this person who possessed two states of satisfaction, and there was also a third kind of mood on this person, but this The third mood is just Xiaocheng!
"The mood of Jian, the mood of defense and the mood of guardianship?"
Su Fan immediately distinguished the three moods of this person, and he suddenly said: "It turns out to be a defensive monk, no matter it, let me break your tortoise shell with one punch!"
The half-step soul emperor saw that Su Fan looked at him, his expression changed slightly, and he folded his hands on his chest in a defensive form, and his skin gradually hardened with a hint of metallic luster.
"is that useful?"
Su Fan said disdainfully, as soon as he turned his figure, Feng Lei instantly spread out, stepping out a distance of hundreds of meters in one step, and instantly walked in front of five half-step soul emperors!
what!
These five half-step soul emperors suddenly became flustered. They never thought that Su Fan would be so fast, and they were already facing Su Fan before they were ready to release their moves!
"No, we are careless! He is a speed monk, and what he understands is definitely the wind attribute!"
One of the Half-Step Soul Sovereign said loudly, he was the first person to understand the key point.
However, it was too late. Su Fan’s fist had already exploded. The difference was that Su Fan was hitting a series of punches this time. With the blessing of wind and thunder, the shadows of the fists seemed to be densely packed like meteors. The five half-step soul emperors smashed over!
The phantom of the three-headed demon tiger opened its blood bowl and snarled up to the sky, the entire space stirred by the fist wind creaked, and the terrifying energy shot everywhere, and even the ground was torn open. The five half a step The soul emperor and everything around him were directly blown into the air by the air current!
boom!
Su Fan's fists came out together, and a huge fist pressure suddenly headed into the air. The air currents flowing in all directions were suddenly squeezed together, and the five half-step Soul Kings in the center of the air flow were suddenly pressed into five meatloaf!
Wow!
A fishy wind blew, and a large rain of blood fell from the sky, flowing into the cracks of the earth!
Yang Xiaofei looked at Su Fan in shock. He couldn't believe that in just a short moment, these six half-step soul emperors were like six ants, and they were easily killed by Su Fan!
As for Su Fan, he hadn't even made a sword!
You know, Su Fan is a sword repairman!
Killing the Half-Step Soul King by the Soul King itself is a cross-level battle, but Su Fan is better, and the Half-Step Soul King is killed directly!
Yang Xiaofei felt that his Three Views had been completely subverted, and the geniuses he had seen in the past compared with Su Fan, all turned into a pile of rubbish!
What is genius? What a genius!
At the end of the battle, Su Fan returned to the crowd. Yang Xiaofei walked over, pinched several hands on Su Fan, and said with a gloomy expression: "I really don't understand, how could you burst out with your delicate skin and tender flesh? What about such a strong power? That is the power of the Three Demon Tigers, can your physical body bear it?"
"Of course I can bear it!" Su Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a deep smile: "I can bear a strength twice as high as this!"
Yang Xiaofei certainly wouldn't believe it. He licked his lower lip and said: "Come on, you are still breathing when you say you are fat, and you have twice the strength. Don't be funny, there will be another devil The power of your physical body will definitely collapse!"
"Ah!"
Su Fan smiled and didn't excuse himself. Yang Xiaofei didn't believe it or not, he didn't care.
"Master Su Fan, what should we do next?"
At this time, Liao Wusheng asked,
"Let's find a safe place to rest first, and after the prisoners completely mess up Yunhai City, it's time for me to do it!"
A faint cold light flashed in Su Fan's eyes.
"it is good!"
No one had any objections to Su Fan's plan. After that, they found a relatively remote path and left here.
...
Yunhai City, in a magnificent mansion.
Dou Qing, who has the title of "The Flame Leopard King", is practicing in a bedroom with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, his eyes opened sharply, and he whispered with a somewhat restless expression: "Strange, why suddenly feel a little upset? Is something big going to happen?"
When this idea came out, Dou Qing immediately shook his head and said: "This is impossible. This Yunhai City is just a small city. If something big really happens, it can be easily solved with the strength of this king and other deacons!"
"This king must have thought about it a lot, this king should continue to practice, this king has almost felt the opportunity to break through the soul emperor!"
Just when Dou Qing was about to close his eyes and practice, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the room.
"Master Dou Qing, it's not good, something happened!"
A voice came from outside the house, and then the door was opened vigorously, and a figure broke in directly from the outside!
"I don't know the manners! Get out of the king!"
Dou Qing's complexion sank, and a palm shot out. Fire spewed out from his palm and condensed into a flame cheetah, biting at the person who rushed into the house!
boom!
Sparks are flying!
The life of entering the house received Dou Qing's palm and flew out with a muffled hum!
As soon as the person entering the room got up from the ground, his face was flushed, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood. He looked at Dou Qing sitting in the room in horror, with mixed flavors in his heart.
He couldn't understand, why is this?
Why is the same half-step Soul Emperor, the gap between him and Dou Qing is so big?
That's right, the person who was beaten out of the bedroom by Dou Qing was also a half-step soul emperor!
"Come in and talk, what happened!"
After hitting a palm, Dou Qing felt a lot of stuffiness in his chest.
The half-step Soul Emperor tremblingly stretched out his hand and took out a healing pill from his arms, swallowed it, adjusted his breath for a short time, and staggered back into the house.
"Enlightenment... Uh... Master Dou Qing, a large number of prisoners in the Yunhai City jail ran on the street. They beat, looted and looted, killing and wounding many civilians. At present, some areas of the city have fallen into chaos. And this kind of chaos has already spread to the whole city!"
(End of this chapter)
