"There is no time to test again, Xiao Zhan, Fengshang, Long Yi, Ziying, Qing Muer, you five are now attacking Dan Dacheng with all their strength. It won't take too long. I will find a way to trap the blood armor man first, and I will come over quickly!" Xiao Yan shouted. There is no extra time to arrange for Xiao Yan now. The thousand-foot-in-one Ziying and the Blood Slash of Blood Tu began to collapse inch by inch. The two seemed to be equal.

"bump!"

With a loud bang, the Qianying's rulerless slash and the Crazy Blood Slash collapsed. There was no difference between victory and defeat in this attack.

Everyone heard Xiao Yan's words and nodded. The five people suddenly looked at Dan Dacheng. Five figures instantly turned into long rainbows and rushed towards Dan Dacheng. Xue Tu frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Hmm? Could it be that these seven-star people want to play with the eight-star hall master? Is Xiao Yan crazy? No matter how weak the hall master is, it is still eight-star. The aura of these people is all in the early stage of the seven-star stage. The hall master should not have many problems with these people." Seeing this, Xue Tu thought in his heart. Suddenly, Xue Tu felt his heart shocked and looked at the place where Xiao Yan was staying before. Xiao Yan's figure was gone. A white millstone suddenly appeared above his head, and a black millstone appeared on the ground.

This is Xiao Yan’s strongest soul fighting skill - "Soul Grinding Drip!"

"Yin and Yang are reversed, the heaven and earth are twisted, turn it over!"

As Xiao Yan shouted in his heart, one in the sky and the other on the ground, the white millstone slowly turned against the opposite direction, grinding out a powerful soul power.

The powerful soul power wrapped the blood slaughter in the air like a tide. Xue Tu's pupils suddenly contracted, and Xiao Yan's figure appeared not far from Xue Tu. Seeing that there was an effect, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, his handprints changed rapidly, and constantly released a huge soul power. Xue Tu is a mid-stage eight-star power. Xiao Yan dared not be careless and must trap Xue Tu. Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, and sweat beads were covered with sweat on his forehead. A black and white soul millstone between heaven and earth kept rotating and grinding. The soul power was invisible. But I don't know if it was because the soul power was too huge. As the two millstones continued to rotate, they could vaguely see the soul power like a stream constantly wrapping towards Xue Tu, constantly attacking Xue Tu's mind.

"Damn it!" Xue Tu cursed inwardly, his body trembling constantly, and his face was painful. It seemed that Xiao Yan guessed correctly. When Xue Tu was practicing in terms of strength, it was difficult for him to be able to cultivate the power of his soul and be able to cultivate strong enough. Of course, Xiao Yan was an exception. However, Xiao Yan had his current strength, which was closely related to his own efforts. Although Xiao Yan broke through to the eight stars, he had also experienced the pressure of life and death. The power of his soul could reach the late stage of artistic conception. How many hardships did Xiao Yan go through to have the powerful soul power now. What Xiao Yan experienced was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"The Lord of Xiao Mansion actually... has such a powerful soul power, so it won't work if this continues." Xue Tu's expression and body were twisted. The powerful soul power kept hitting Xue Tu's soul like a wave, making Xue Tu unable to control his body at all. The pain from the depths of his soul was more unforgettable than the pain in the body.
Chapter completed!