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Chapter 1986: Battle Thirty-five times

Xiao Yan rubbed his fists and feet, and his body slowly swelled up, moving his muscles and bones. Xiao Yan showed a strange smile on his face, looking at Zhenshan with a smile, without any fear of him.

"In the Baimen, I fought Zhenshan thirty-five times. Although I only won once, this time is enough." Xiao Yan sneered in his heart. In the actual combat sect, he had already challenged the virtual Zhenshan. Through the Zichen Xuling Tower, there was no difference in the Zhenshan that Xiao Yan fought in the actual combat sect. This is the most powerful thing about the Zichen Xuling Tower. It can easily dialyze anyone and virtually come out 100%.

"So what if you fight against the beating? With your strength, it's only a matter of time to kill you. Let's go together and don't waste time." Zhenshan snorted coldly. Although Xiao Zhan's performance was beyond his expectations, Xiao Zhan only took his attacks and consumed Zhenshan slightly, but it did not cause any substantial damage to him.

"We didn't fight alone at the beginning." Xiao Yan smiled slightly when he heard this. It was obvious that Zhenshan didn't know their fighting style. Although everyone seemed to be watching on the surface, in fact, through the Tiangang Li Xuan Formation, a connection that ordinary people formed was invisible to ordinary people, and the fighting spirits changed with each other.

Xiao Yan's aura began to rise rapidly. Now, with him as the eye of the formation, he broke through Xiao Yan, who was in the late stage of the One-Star Douxian. Through the mysterious power of the Tiangang Li Xuan Formation, Xiao Yan's strength was greatly improved to the middle stage of the Two-Star Douxian. Xiao Yan felt the surging power in his body and began to be excited.

"In the actual combat sect, I was better than Zhenshan once in the late stage of the One Star Douxian. The strength of the Two Star Douxian in the middle stage of the Two Star Douxian would be even greater." Xiao Yan thought to himself, Zhenshan didn't quite understand. He was always wary of the illusion of Xiao Yan and others.

"Today I have prepared a spirit-avoiding pill, and your soul power can't do anything to me, so, you're dead this time!" Zhenshan said coldly, his eyes becoming sharp and full of murderous intent. Looking at Xiao Yan, he wished he could beat him into meat sauce with one blow.

"Don't be afraid, today we will let you let you not die too quickly, and then you will lose your fun. We don't use the power of our souls, and you don't have to be scared to this look. It's so pitiful." Xiao Yan smiled gently and said with a soft face. Zhenshan was once again attacked by Xiao Yan's anger.

"You are looking for death!" Zhenshan moved his body, and the sledgehammer waved: "With your weak power, I want to fight against me?"

Xiao Yan was not anxious or slow. Looking at Zhenshan's figure in his pupils, he hit him with a hammer. Xiao Yan turned sideways and dodged to the extreme. Zhenshan's eyes also showed a hint of surprise. However, the hammer did not fall down, but continued to chase after Xiao Yan's figure. Xiao Yan's figure was gentle and flipped rapidly in the air, and he was also easily avoiding again. At the same time, Xiao Yan's toes slightly pointed on Zhenshan's hammer. With the seemingly light movement, Zhenshan's entire body was directly out of control. He hit the ground with a bang, and his footsteps fell deeply into the ground, and then he stabilized his body.

"Hmph, no matter what power you are, there is nothing you can't deal with in my eyes." Xiao Yan sneered, and the figure was hanging up. The flames rose in his palm, and the ancient ruler of the sky fire slowly condensed out. Zhenshan was confused by Xiao Yan's strange power just now.
Chapter completed!
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