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Chapter 295 Wu Fang's Strength! (Four more, add more for the blue thin mushroom boss, 1520)

"Little guy, I've been observing you since you appeared. The fire element in your body seems to be very active. Have you thought about joining my Yan clan?" The red-haired old man came to Xiao Yan's side and asked with a smile.

"I'm from the Xiao family." Xiao Yan sized up the red-haired old man in front of him, and he also sensed a familiar aura from the blue-purple flames outside the opponent's body, which belonged to the aura of different fires.Apparently, the red-haired old man in front of him also had a different fire.

"The Xiao family?" The red-haired old man frowned.

"It can also be said to be the declining Xiao clan." Xiao Yan replied lightly.

"You are from the Xiao clan!" Not only the red-haired old man, but also colleagues from the other four clans including Hun Mie Sheng showed astonished expressions.

"What your Soul Clan did to my Xiao Clan, I will get it back in the future!" Xiao Yan said slowly as his eyes fell on Hun Miesheng.

"I'm afraid you won't live until that day." Hun Mie Sheng's murderous intent emerged, and he was one of the people who participated in the siege and killing of Xiao Xuan back then.

"Who are those guys? I feel that the aura of the leader among them is not weaker than the master of the Soul Palace!"

"Five of the eight ancient clans! On the surface, the soul hall of the mainland is the strongest, but some truly terrifying forces have their own small worlds, and their clansmen rarely move around on the mainland. Among these terrifying forces, some Doudi was once born, that is, the eight ancient clans!"

"The descendants of Emperor Dou! No wonder, no wonder the aura of these guys is no less than that of Hun Mie Sheng!"

"From this point of view, isn't that Wu Fang who saved us even more terrifying? After all, even Hun Miesheng didn't discover their existence, but he did."

"It's hard to say, maybe he just smashed the soul consciousness better than the soul dies."

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When Xiao Yan and Hun Mie Sheng looked at each other, the people below were talking about it.

"The remnants of the Xiao clan, die!" Sen Han's voice full of killing intent fell, and the figure of Hun Mie Sheng moved.

At this moment, countless gazes from the Emperor Soul Mountain Range cast their gazes from Wu Fang to Hun Miesheng.

After all, in the current battlefield, the master of the soul hall, Hun Miesheng, is also one of the protagonists.Moreover, such characters are well-known in the mainland, and they also want to see the means of this influential figure.

"Your current opponent is not me." Xiao Yan's eyes intertwined with Hun Mie Sheng's, and then moved his body to stand behind Wu Fang.

"Kill you first, then kill him!" In an instant, Hun Miesheng had appeared within ten meters of Xiao Yan, his right palm was raised, and his fighting spirit surged.

"Little guy, are you ignoring this seat?"

However, just as Hun Miesheng was about to slap the palm, Wu Fang's flat voice sounded.Between the words, there is a strong majesty.The power of an emperor looking down on the world makes people unable to help but pay homage to him.

The next moment, the giant hand of seven-color flames hovering not far away trembled, and the temperature in the sky above the square instantly rose.Immediately afterwards, a mini fire snake with long fingers broke away from the giant palm.

Accompanied by a low-pitched sonic boom, the mini fire snake rang in Hun Mie Sheng's ears as fast as lightning.Moreover, at the moment when the sonic boom sounded, the space in front of him squirmed, and the mini fire snake appeared like a ghost.

Looking at the sudden attack, Hun Miesheng's eyes flashed with astonishment.In the next instant, the jet-black grudge on the surface of his body condensed almost like a conditioned reflex, and quickly turned into a solid black shield.

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The mini fire snake hit the shield fiercely, and after a burning sound, the mini fire snake pierced through the shield directly, shooting towards the latter's head like a thunderbolt.

Looking at the mini fire snake that was penetrating through the shield and getting closer, Hun Miesheng's expression was startled, and his instinctive right hand condensed the fighting energy, and slammed it up.

The miniature fire snake flickered past, and the thick black battle energy on Hun Mie Sheng's right hand immediately melted away.

"Damn it!"

Hun Miesheng frowned, his figure trembled slightly, leaving afterimages in place.When it reappeared, it seemed that the distance from Wu Fang had been widened.At the same time, looking gloomyly at the palm of his hand, a scorching mark about half an inch long appeared in his palm.

Looking carefully, there was no blood seeping out near the wound.This is not because the power of the miniature fire snake is too small, it is precisely because the power is too terrifying. At the moment of contact and collision, all the blood vessels in his palm were incinerated by the high temperature of the fire snake.

"The strength of this guy..."

Although this was only a short fight, the people of the five ancient clans still saw the clues, and they all looked at Wu Fang with surprise and astonishment in their eyes.

In Wu Fang's fight with Hun Miesheng earlier, Hun Miesheng was obviously injured.Although there is no shortage of reasons for the former's sudden attack, but in the real sense, the other party can't be regarded as a shot.

Because the other party stood indifferently from the beginning to the end, without any movement, as for the mini fire snake, it just attacked the soul death spontaneously under the other party's joking voice, as if it had produced a spiritual wisdom.

But even the inconspicuous little fire snake with only fingers, Hun Miesheng still failed to catch it, and even burned his right hand.

"There really are two brushes."

Hun Miesheng glanced apprehensively at the two huge palms not far away, and after his figure retreated violently for a distance, the majestic pitch-black battle energy exploded from his body again.

I saw these pitch-black douqi, under the horrified eyes of many in the field, turned into countless soul phantoms.These phantoms formed a strange formation, surrounded Hun Miesheng in the center, and then knelt down with a devout face.Almost at the same time, these soul phantoms released a piercing soul sound wave from their mouths.

"Worship of all souls!"

Countless soul sound waves condensed in front of Hun Miesheng, and immediately turned into a substantial sound wave sharp arrow, which shot out in the direction of Wu Fang.

The sound wave's arrow was as fast as lightning, and the overwhelming sound of soul humming immediately sounded wherever it passed.Even under the aftermath of these sonic sharp arrows, the complexions of the strong men below Dou Zun who were lower than Dou Zun all turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.Immediately, with a face full of horror, he aroused the battle energy in his body, and firmly protected his soul consciousness.

They didn't expect that the soul attack of Hun Mie Sheng would be so powerful, and the aftermath alone made them vulnerable.

"I didn't expect that Hun Mie Sheng had learned such a light, this kind of soul attack, even if it was me, I wouldn't dare to take it hard."

An old man from the Lei Clan looked at Hun Miesheng in surprise, but as soon as the words of sobs fell from his mouth, Hun Miesheng's face turned pale suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, his body was shaking, and the vindictive energy outside his body fluctuated for an instant From the peak to the bottom.

That's right, although it was Hun Miesheng who launched the terrifying soul attack 'Worship of All Souls', the one who was seriously injured was not Wu Fang in the distance but himself!
(End of this chapter)