Fighting the Supreme Realm

"Your three chances have been used up. If you go in and die inside, you will lose your strength after you come out. You have to think clearly before entering!" Before Xiao Yan entered the memory illusion, Mr. Zhan told Xiao Yan with a half-smile but not a smile. It seems that Mr. Zhan's hobby is watching Xiao Yan make a fool of himself.

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, but he had no choice but to take risks for the sake of the Source Pill. I am afraid there is no faster way to practice than killing people in the memory of His Majesty and getting the Source Pill to condense the stars.

This time, Xiao Yan will not rush in recklessly after entering. Xiao Yan knows that in this memory, the person he wants to save is a woman named Kong Lan, and the strong person guarding him is named Qin De. Xiao Yan sensed fighting spirit, and his speed and strength were beyond what ordinary people could achieve.

In my memory, Your Majesty's body is also extremely lean. It can be seen that even when there is no fighting spirit, Your Majesty has already stood on the head of ordinary people. In a war, one man is really a barrier and no one can get past him!

But compared to Qin De, who has already realized some fighting spirit, it is probably difficult for the mortal body to defeat Qin De.

Perhaps the original fighting spirit has not multiplied to the point that Xiao Yan understands it now. Your Majesty may also have fighting spirit, but Xiao Yan has not sensed it.

So this time Xiao Yan entered the memory of His Majesty again with these questions in mind. First of all, he had to figure out the strength of His Majesty at this time. Secondly, it would take some effort to deal with Qin De.

"You have to fight if you can't beat him." Xiao Yan replied to Mr. Zhan. In the Luan Mo Mausoleum, Xiao Yan had been using sword skills to attack the demons. Only constant training can make his sword skills improve faster.

But Xiao Yan knew that not every weapon could be understood casually, at least it was very difficult to understand its fundamentals.

Xiao Yan's time to practice swordsmanship is not short. He has been practicing for several years on the way to Luan Mo Mausoleum. On the way back, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged again and realized that this time he went to Uncle Zhong to find some I know all the secret manuals of sword skills by heart, more than a dozen of them.

But these are simply theories, and applying them to practice is another matter. However, after reading these secrets, Xiao Yan's knife skills have now gone one step further.

At least when I lifted the knife, I no longer felt unfamiliar. Instead, my whole person had a fierce aura.

"Enter the memory..." Xiao Yan murmured, slowly closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he came to the memory of His Majesty again.

Xiao Yan first searched for some objects around him and made sure that there were no missing objects. Xiao Yan turned over and jumped out. However, he did not enter the city immediately, but went into the forest on the side.

Xiao Yan's figure shuttled among them, and after a while, fireworks rose. Deep in the forest, Xiao Yan controlled the intensity of the flames so that the smoke would not attract attention.

On the fire, Xiao Yan placed the noble's long knife on it. At this time, there was purple liquid boiling with the temperature on the blade. Mottled lines appeared on the originally clean blade.

At this time, Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged, holding a dagger in his hand and applying something carefully.

"Since you can't beat him, you have to give full play to your knowledge potential." The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth raised. On the long knife and dagger were poisons that he prepared at the fastest speed. Even if this poison was not fatal, it would at least be play a certain restrictive role.

After finishing, Xiao Yan sat down cross-legged, immersed in his mind, feeling the blood flowing in his body. At this time, he was unable to look inside. In other words, it was really a mortal body.

"Impossible... Qin De's sword contains fighting spirit. I can't feel it wrong. Your Majesty is also among the best among people. To reach this point, there should be more or less fighting spirit in the body!" Xiao Yan continued to ponder until he was completely After being immersed in it, I realized that there is indeed fighting energy in your body, but it is very thin.

Even the fighting spirit was gone. Xiao Yan tightened his brows and felt the energy flowing around him. Although it was a bit difficult, Xiao Yan still wanted to try it.

He wanted to cultivate his fighting spirit. Only in this way could he be sure to defeat Qin De. Xiao Yan didn't know how much time he was given, but it probably wouldn't be much, so Xiao Yan was prepared to spend half a day gathering his fighting spirit!

The energy around him surged, and the wind howled. I don't know if it was the sound of the wind, or a strange phenomenon caused by Xiao Yan absorbing Dou Qi. Xiao Yan opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a breath of white air.

At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to have returned to the Dou Qi Continent, as if he had returned to his ignorant youth, condensing the vortex of Dou Qi.

Phew~

Half a day passed quickly, and Xiao Yan finally slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the wind around him stopped, but dark clouds gathered in the sky, and there was a flash of thunder.

Most of these strange phenomena were caused by Xiao Yan's cultivation.

If we follow the normal timeline, now is not the time for Dou Qi to appear, but Xiao Yan is practicing forcibly, and in just half a day, Xiao Yan has condensed two levels of Dou Qi.

Feeling the fighting spirit flowing in the body, the feeling suddenly felt different!

"Cut off my left hand with one knife. This time I want to see who cuts whom!" The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth raised. He was completely cheating. However, in fact, the meridians of the Lord had already been opened, and Xiao Yan was just following the clues.

If there is no fighting spirit, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort for Xiao Yan to defeat Qin De.

After poisoning the knife and possessing the fighting spirit, Xiao Yan set out with confidence this time.

With experience, Xiao Yan quickly arrived at the second-floor attic. The windows here were still open, as if they were opened deliberately for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan jumped directly into the attic. He still saw Qin De sitting cross-legged with a long knife on his legs. He also saw Qin De being tied up with iron chains. He looked very similar to Yun Yun. Although he was embarrassed, his appearance was very different. beautiful.

It was still the same conversation as before. Xiao Yan simply didn't bother to answer this time and let Qin De talk to himself.

The momentum of the two people suddenly spread with arrows. Qin De put his thumb on the handle of the knife. Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. It was this knife that cut off his left arm before. This knife was as fast as lightning. Uncle Zhong Tell Xiao Yan that as long as you practice the Eight Breaking Blades to perfection, you can break even the fastest swords!

call out!

It was the same this time. Qin De's knife was so fast that Xiao Yan couldn't see clearly.

But this time, they saw a lightning-like moment, bursting with fire, and a crisp "clang" sound. Both of them stepped back. Xiao Yan took this sword!

It wasn't that Xiao Yan had gathered his fighting spirit, but that he asked Uncle Zhong to imitate this sword countless times. Xiao Yan tortured Uncle Zhong for several days, until Xiao Yan touched the door that blocked the sword!

After being blocked by the knife, Qin De's originally dull eyes suddenly changed, his eyes shrank sharply, and then he said slowly in a cold voice: "Sure enough, you have some strength and can take my knife, but you You may not be able to take my ten swords!”