Fighting the ice saint of Xiao clan

Chapter 245

Looking at Xiao Han who was still spotless in front of him, and even his breathing hadn't changed in any way, Hun Miesheng couldn't help asking.

and……

"Are you a six-star?"

Xiao Han nodded, and the level of Soul Destruction has been raised. It is no problem for him to be the same level as the Ice Saint!

However, Xiao Han also knew that if the six-star strength was shown this time, he would probably be targeted by the ancient race in the future.

Still can't dance too much, Xiao Han sighed deeply in his heart.

Hun Miesheng's brows were tightly knit together.

Although other than this possibility, Hun Miesheng couldn't think of any other way to allow a person to completely receive their ultimate moves without being hurt at all.

But this is also the option that Hun Miesheng is least willing to accept.

in this way…

Their soul clan should reassess the threat level of this ice saint.

The six-star Dou Sheng is a top-notch powerhouse in any ancient race.

Powers that are not good at fighting like Danta are just because they have a six-star Dou Sheng ancestor, even if that one doesn't care about things and even likes to wander around.

Danta is still a transcendent force in Zhongzhou, even the Soul Palace and the Soul Clan are unwilling to provoke it easily.

Hun Miesheng couldn't help but want to scold his mother, he paid an unknown price in order to break through to six stars, he thought he could pretend to be a wave.

who knows……

This Langya Pavilion Master unknowingly ran to the Six Star Fighting Saint.

The scene came to a standstill for a moment.

Since Hun Miesheng no longer chooses to attack, Xiao Han will not take the initiative to find trouble, this time his strength must be stabilized, no more!

But Xiao Han wants to live a stable life, but some people don't want to be honest.

Just when Xiao Han thought it was going to be like this, hello, hello, hello everyone...

"Hun Mie Sheng, you are afraid of a six-star Dou Sheng doll." The annoying old voice sounded, making everyone disgusted.

"The old man has seen you for so many years, and you have cultivated into the stomach of a dog."

"Should I tell the Ming clan to replace you, the master of the Soul Palace..."

"There are many people who want to take this position..."

For Hun Qianmo who relied on the old to sell the old, Hun Miesheng was quite unimpressed, almost the same as the old Hunmo.

Although Hun Miesheng's strength was only slightly weaker than Hun Qianmo's, the latter's seniority was much higher than him. Although he was not afraid of the other party, it was not convenient for him to say anything serious, so he could only snort to express his dissatisfaction.

But Hun Miesheng let Hun Qianmo take a step, Xiao Han is not used to him.

I saw Xiao Han cupped his hands with a smile and said: "I wonder if this senior is the strong man of the Soul Clan?"

"Hmph!" Hun Qianmo snorted coldly, and said quite proudly:
"Little baby, listen carefully, this old man's soul is Qianmo. Thousands of years ago, he participated in the siege of Xiao Xuan, the patriarch of the Xiao Clan, and led to his downfall."

"how?"

Back then, Xiao Xuan was almost the nightmare of the entire soul clan, and he was also synonymous with the strongest in the Dou Qi Continent. Even the other peak fighters, including the patriarchs of the ancient soul clans, were inferior compared to him.

In this way, this record is completely worthy of Hun Qianmo's bragging for a lifetime!He could already imagine that the ice sage cast admiring gazes at him.

only……

"Pfft~" Although the strange voice was slight, it was so clear and ear-piercing to the ears of all the top powerhouses!
Looking at the reputation, I saw the corner of Xiao Han's mouth that hadn't closed yet, and seeing everyone looking over, Xiao Han couldn't help explaining:
"Sorry, I heard a joke just now."

"Little ghost, what do you mean?" Hun Qianmo's face was rather ugly, feeling that he had been greatly humiliated.

"Nothing!" Xiao Han waved his hand,
"It's just that I didn't expect that Xiao Xuan from the Xiao Clan back then would have caused such a huge psychological shadow on your Soul Clan."

"An old six-star fighting saint, who didn't know what cultivation was a thousand years ago, dared to besiege and kill a peak fighting saint, and caused the other party to fall, really..."

Xiao Han shook his head wordlessly.

At this time, silence is better than sound, although Xiao Han did not finish his sentence, the psychological damage caused to Hun Qianmo was quite terrible.

Hun Qianmo's face in the black robe turned blue and white with anger, "Zhuzi, dare you!"

Hun Qianmo's cultural level was pissed off.

The others also looked at Hun Qianmo who was about to go crazy with strange expressions at this time, and even Hun Miesheng, who hated Xiao Han extremely, looked at the former differently at this time.

He never imagined that the usually talkative Ice Saint would be able to annoy this old man into such a state.

At this time, Hun Miesheng just wanted to give Xiao Han a compliment in his heart. An old immortal who has been around for thousands of years is showing off in front of him all day long because of his seniority.

Hun Miesheng, a native of the Hun clan, naturally wouldn't believe Hun Qianmo's siege of Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan's image among the soul clansmen was deeply ingrained and terrifying. According to gossip, even the patriarch Hun Tiandi was terrified of him.

Yes, it is fear, not fear!

But it is precisely because of this emotion that almost everyone in the soul clan wants to step on Xiao Xuan.

The young man boasted that his ancestors besieged and killed Xiao Xuan, and the old Fighting Saint boasted that he had besieged and killed Xiao Xuan.

However, everyone knows that the general Dou Sheng is completely a trick in that kind of battlefield, and Xiao Xuan probably doesn't know someone like Hun Qianmo, who can be killed casually.

One sentence is good, you know him, but he doesn't know you!

Hun Miesheng didn't have the slightest liking for this kind of guy who didn't have any points in his heart and liked to show off.

However, the likes belong to the likes, Hun Miesheng still kept his original intention in mind, and stopped Hun Qianmo who was about to do it:

"Don't act rashly, he is not so easy to deal with."

Xiao Han used to be able to directly pick him and the old soul demon when he was in the five-star battle, but now they are all six-star, and the chance of winning the soul is not very high.

At this point, he already understood that it is impossible to kill Xiao Han. Even if the opponent is not an opponent, he is fully capable of escaping, and he will even lose both sides, and let the people on the side pick the peaches.

"Why, are you going to withdraw?" Just when Hun Mie Sheng wanted to retreat, Xiao Han asked jokingly.

And these words made Qingming Shengzhe and Wuyue old man tremble with fear, these two can't leave, or they are really finished!
Hun Miesheng was about to say something harsh, but his teammates were too upright, Hun Qianmo burst out instantly: "Little baby, you are still young!"

"All souls are buried forever!"

Hun Qianmo's voice fell, and in an instant, with Xiao Han as the center, countless wailing souls gathered in an instant, and endless miserable screams gathered together, opened their huge mouths to bite Xiao Han, making people feel scalp numb.

Feeling the sinister and evil spirit emanating from his body, Xiao Han frowned, and the corner of his mouth opened slightly: "Ning!"

Accompanied by the moment the word fell, as if the words could not be followed, the space around Xiao Han gradually stagnated, as if being separated from the Dou Qi Continent.

Immediately afterwards, the bitter chill spread from Xiao Han's body outwards, climbing step by step to the space constructed by this forest of ghosts.

Under the shocked eyes of countless people, the seemingly indestructible world suddenly stood still, time seemed to be frozen, and then there was a soft "click"...

Ice crystals exploded all over the sky, and endless shards of skates shot out towards the surroundings, which were easily blocked by Hun Miesheng and others.

At this moment, Hun Miesheng's expression changed, "Myriad Soul Prison Armor!"

A huge soul shield of thousands of feet appeared in front of Hun Qianmo in an instant, and then there was a sound of space tearing, and a violent explosion occurred on the gray-black shield, and Xiao Han's somewhat regrettable expression appeared in the endless smoke and dust. Figure with a gun.

"Hey! I thought I could get rid of one of them!" The fluttering words caused everyone on the field to feel intense fear.

Hun Qianmo swallowed unconsciously, looking at the ice-blue spear tip that seemed so close at hand, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He glanced gratefully at the water-sinking Hun Miesheng, if Hun Miesheng hadn't discovered this hidden murderous intent in advance and prepared well, otherwise, he would be incapacitated even if he was hit by this trick!

"How, do you two continue to try?" Xiao Han still had a smile on his face, as if he was hardly aware of everything.

"Back!" Hun Miesheng and Hun Qianmo, who had calmed down, looked at each other, and then left without any nostalgia.

Although retreating now makes the encirclement feel anticlimactic, but the opponent is strong enough, they are just following their inner will.

(End of this chapter)