Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

——Eve——

A pitch-black world whose vastness reaches infinity.

Xiao Yan looked around, he felt a little surprised, raised his head, and wanted to tear apart this space to escape, but he couldn't exert any strength.

In the endless dark night, there is no concept of time, only himself. During this torment, Xiao Yan also felt an indescribable loneliness and loneliness in his heart. Apart from his own voice, there was no other voice. The whole world seemed to be isolated from the world. The loneliness in the vast world made Xiao Yan feel a kind of mental fatigue and bewilderment.

Perhaps after living like this for a long time, he will forget his identity, but... for some reason, he feels that it is better to just forget everything.

I don't know how long he persisted, but as time went by, Xiao Yan didn't sleep and kept walking to maintain his consciousness.

"You don't have to go, Junior Brother. It's always been dark here, all of it, forever."

A familiar voice rang in Xiao Yan's ear. He turned his head and saw a face that he thought he would never see again. The young face was pale, which was a kind of overdrawn vitality. Symbol of shortened lifespan.

"Han Feng!?"

Xiao Yan looked at Han Feng in surprise, thinking that this guy is dead, why did he appear here?But he quickly recalled the past, the memory of not being able to avenge his revenge, which aroused his inner anger even more.

"You bastard!"

"You have the right to kill me." Han Feng sighed pitifully: "But think about it, what he did, what you did, must be right? Everyone kills, I kill my teacher, You kill your enemies, no one is different."

"No! They're against me, it's different!"

Xiao Yan roared angrily, and punched him with a punch, but his original strong fighting spirit seemed to disappear at this moment. The strange thing was that Han Feng's body still dispersed like fog under this punch, and disappeared.

"Come out! Come out!"

Xiao Yan turned his head and looked around, as if he wanted to capture Han Feng again. He not only wanted to beat him in fists, but also in words.But after shouting for a long time, there was no response at all. When Xiao Yan felt that he was the only one left, he saw another figure.

Bai Ying was wearing a very simple white robe, the robe was fluttering, his face was distorted by anger, his big eyes were staring, Yun Shan roared angrily: "Why? Why did you kill me! Why did you destroy me? Lanzong!"

"No, it's not my fault!" Xiao Yan trembled in his heart. He recalled that he innocently killed many people in the Misty Cloud Sect, and thus forged a hatred with Nalan Yanran that has lingered to this day.

Looking back now, why did he not find out the facts?Is it because of the worry that my father will be taken away?Is it because of the deception of Yun Yun's pseudonym?Or... because of the resignation of the Xiao family back then, his self-esteem was trampled by the Misty Cloud Sect?

Xiao Yan couldn't help but turn pale, and he argued: "This is the fault of the ancients! They put the blame on you."

"Excuses! It's all excuses!" Yun Shan's aura completely overwhelmed Xiao Yan, and he stabbed towards him with a sword. It was the first time Xiao Yan saw Yun Shan using a sword.Xiao Yan was horrified to find that he had no way to fight back and dodge at all. He seemed to have returned to the feeling of powerlessness he felt when facing Yunshan when he was a great fighter, and he was directly cut off countless flesh by his sword energy.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

The pain like Ling Chi made Xiao Yan howl, he fell to the ground, blood flowed onto the black ground, dyeing the ground crimson.

When the eyes closed due to pain were opened again, Yun Shan disappeared again, as if he had never appeared before.Where he was originally standing, another person appeared again.

"Look at you, with such an ugly look, where did that arrogant guy go?" Gu Yang shook his head lightly, looked at Xiao Yan who fell on the ground, and said lightly.

Xiao Yan looked at Gu Yang, he felt that his body was not injured, the sword wound just now seemed to disappear like Yunshan.

With a muffled groan, he sat on the ground and stared at Gu Yang in a daze.

"Am I dreaming? Ha, you dead people actually came to my dream to scare me."

"Even people like us can scare you. What are you afraid of? Who are you afraid of?" Gu Yang smiled as hatefully as before, and said, "Afraid that I have no way out now? Afraid that I have become a A monkey, no matter how it jumps, it can't jump out of that person's palm?"

"I'll say it again."

Xiao Yan clenched his fists, not knowing who he wanted to convince.

"I'm not afraid of him! I'm Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan from the Xiao Clan!"

"I'm not even afraid of him, would I be afraid of you dead people?!"

The words were too hasty, and after finishing speaking, Xiao Yan gasped for breath.

After being silent for a long time, Gu Yang shook his head, looked at Xiao Yan calmly and said softly: "Sometimes, the death of the enemy is not the fruit of your victory, but the ** you swallowed..."

His body became unreal, but his voice was still clear.

"We are waiting for you, on Huangquan Road."

...Then, Xiao Yan woke up.

He still had the despair in his hallucination just now in his mind, staring blankly at the sky, he couldn't help but shudder.He didn't know what the "dream" just now represented. He hadn't had a dream for a long time. Is there any significance for those people who were killed by him to appear tonight?

Because, tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle with the Soul Clan.

Xiao Yan understands that Soul Xing Meng is more terrifying than that piece of darkness and makes people more desperate. However, Xiao Yan has already made up his mind - if he is darkness, then Xiao Yan will tear open the darkness; We will fight to break the sky!

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……

Although the lava spewed out due to the appearance of the cave, the wind and snow in the sky were getting bigger and bigger, and it was extremely cold when it fell on people.

The wind and snow suddenly tightened, blood stained the snow-white snowflakes, everything became unreal, almost everyone turned red-eyed, but a figure, holding a young child in his right hand, began to rush out of this killing battlefield ——It was Xiao Yan and his daughter Xiao Xiao.

The young arms are as soft as no bones, and the joint-like limbs are extremely smooth and tender, as if they would be broken with a little force. At this moment, Xiao Xiao obediently did not speak, and did not dare to vent her breath, but a pair of small hands seemed to penetrate Xiao Xiao's body. Yan's clothes were tightly held, and his little head was nestled in his shoulders, not daring to look up.

In the stormy and bloody battlefield, Xiao Yan also hugged her small body lightly, Zi Yan and Feng Qing'er were just brothers and couldn't take care of Xiao Xiao.He could only take her out of here by himself.

Xiao Yan waved his left hand and killed several opponents, his eyes became blurred, how long had he been holding his daughter like this, the insignificant weight on his right hand made him feel a little sad.

It must be hard.

Maybe it's because of Qing Lin's special bloodline, Xiao Xiao seems to grow faster than people of the same age, she seems to be about six or seven years old, but she has not even condensed her fighting spirit, and she is close to Xiao Yan who is displaying fighting spirit , even if he deliberately avoided her to relieve him, he would still feel this kind of strong pressure.

But if more than ten thousand enemies are encircled, no matter how powerful Xiao Yan is, he will only die.Not to mention saving his own daughter's life,

"It's okay, Xiao Xiao."

Xiao Yan suddenly said softly.

After hearing her father's words, Xiao Xiao raised her face and showed a sweet smile. She liked being hugged by her father very much. Her body couldn't fly into the sky, but Xiao Yan could easily leap thousands of miles into the sky, and his vision became very high and wide.

"I trust Daddy."

Xiao Yan had a sore nose, hugged his well-behaved daughter, and smiled bitterly.

The snowflakes continued to rustle and fall, and time seemed to stay at this moment forever.

But the cause of that year bears fruit today.

"Xiao Yan, where do you want to go?"

However, Nalan Yanran blocked the way of the father and daughter, with a natural sharp look on her brows, wearing a white dress, and had already drawn a long sword in her hand.

ps: The next chapter, God of War Xiao Yan?Recently, I want to play the fire phoenix again.