Exceptional Sovereign Emperor Chapter 82: Do not use all your energy

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Seeing Lin Qian safe and sound, the retreating Zhu Xiaojia exclaimed incredulously: "How is it possible that you are clearly in the smoke of Ma soul smoke, it is absolutely impossible to stand up."

Lin Qian sneered and turned his head, looking at Zhu Xiaojia: "What if I don't invade a hundred poisons? From beginning to end, your so-called Ma Soul Smoke is not effective for me."

"Hundred poisons do not invade?" Lin Qian's words made Zhu Xiaojia's face change. She really did not expect that there is such a physique in the world.

"Hahaha, it's really interesting." And at this time, Fu Heng beside him also sneered. "Even if you are not poisoned, what can you do with you alone, you can deal with the four of us?"

"Xiaoqian, don't care about us, run!" Fu Heng's words made Ye Xin wake up, struggling with her final strength, and shouted anxiously to Lin Qian.

Fu Heng’s grandmother is not only the elder of the Sword Sect, but also her sister.

With such an elder, coupled with his high talent, Fu Heng’s strength is unfathomable.

Although he is more talented, after all, he has just broken through the Nirvana and is far from paying off.

It can be said that this time the six disciples who came from Shenjianzong, Fu Heng is the most powerful of them, and it is completely comparable to the six princes of Tianzizong.

In addition, Zhu Xiaojia, who is also the pinnacle of the inner gate of the Divine Sword Sect, and Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei who are behind Fu Heng.

Lin Qian is one against four, how could he cope with it?

Ye Xin’s cry made Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei behind Fu Heng stare at Lin Qian alertly, in case the other party really escaped.

"Little bitch, what is talkative?" Zhu Xiaojia glanced at Ye Xin with a cruel smile on her face, and said to Lin Qian, "However, today, you are all dead, hahaha."

Ye Xin, snuggling in Lin Qian’s arms, also quickly persuaded: "Xiao Qian, run away, don’t mind me!"

Lin Qian is gently responsible for Ye Xin doing well on the ground, comforting: "Don’t worry, they are nothing."

Lin Qian’s words fell, and Ye Xin saw that the people in front of him disappeared, but only a touch of red gold thunder light appeared in the house.

The next moment, Lin Qian, who was bathed in the soul of Chijin Thunder, appeared in front of Zhu Xiaojia.

Lin Qian suddenly rushed to the front, and the shocked Zhu Xiaojia coagulated the soul in his body.

After all, the disciple of the inner gate of the Divine Sword Sect, the reaction speed is fast enough, and the metallic soul instantly condenses the whole body, like an indestructible barrier.

Just when Zhu Xiaojia breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Lin Qian’s pupil in front of him, with a faint flash of electric light, and a sneering sneer on his face.

"You are too weak!" Lin Qian's words fell, reaching towards the person in front of him.

Cracking...

The Chijin Thunder of Lin Qian’s soul is resounding, and his right hand is also easy to tear apart Zhu Xiaojia’s body soul, and a light push.

Boom!

Zhu Xiaojia stagnated, and then retreated towards the rear, slamming against the wall, sliding down the wall and falling to the ground, with blood spewing out of her mouth.

Zhu Xiaojia, covering her chest, looked up at Lin Qian in horror, her pupils contracted, sitting on the ground like a ghost: "Impossible, how is this possible!"

Because she clearly sees, Lin Qian’s body has the twelve layers of soul flashes of the red gold thunder soul.

The number of layers of the soul awn represents the completion of several rounds of Nirvana before the Soul Warrior broke through Nirvana at the age of 18.

In Zhu Xiaojia's cognition, the soul warrior who can complete nine rounds of Nirvana is the arrogant prince, the arrogant daughter of heaven, and the truly dazzling genius.

Lin Qian in front of him actually has twelve layers of soul, which means that when the other party breaks through Nirvana, he completes twelve rounds of Nirvana.

"How come!" The Fu Heng beside him also shouted loudly, "After nine rounds of Nirvana, there is simply no way to disintegrate the soul. How can you achieve twelve rounds of Nirvana!"

Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei behind Fu Heng are completely scared at the moment, so they are speechless.

"Xiaoqian, you..." Ye Xin, who was so soft on the ground, was also strangely looking at Lin Qian.

She really didn't expect Lin Qian to do such an incredible and totally impossible thing.

Pap!

At this moment, the sound of crisp crackling sounded, and the face of Fu Heng and others changed dramatically.

Because they clearly saw that Lei Gan and others took out a bottle made of transparent crystals, poured the dark gray potion into the mouth, and all stood up.

At the moment, Lin Qian also squatted down, took out a crystal bottle, and fed the dark gray potion to Ye Xin.

After taking the dark gray potion, Ye Xin was surprised to find that the originally paralyzed soul power quickly recovered, and the sore limbs returned to normal.

The detoxification potion in the crystal bottle is just a low-level detoxification potion. It is natural to deal with this simple poison.

Lei Qian also has some low-level potions given by Lin Qian. After all, these things are not valuable to him in any way.

Fu Heng's complexion was horrible at the moment, and there was even a hint of fear in his heart.

Lin Qian in front of him, but twelve rounds of Nirvana breakthrough, what a **** is this, and he now has a deadly hatred with the other party.

Moreover, the poison of Mahunyan can only be relieved unless it is the detoxification pill of Shang Bing. They should not have such a valuable pill, Lin Qian.

As a result, they used a strange liquid to detoxify Ma Soul Smoke.

The situation is unfavorable in an instant.

"Grandma, you really miserable me. Where is Lin Qian's futureless waste? It's a monster." Fu Heng gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Qian in front of him.

Ye Xin, who has returned to normal, has a quiet face, cold and frosty, and a sword-like spirit appears in his body.

At this time, Lin Qian suddenly reached out and blocked her.

"Xin'er, and Lei Gan you, look at the other three people, this pay balance is left to me." Lin Qian stared at the pay balance in front of him, grinning, "You shouldn't have to be, Actually hit my mind on me."

After Lin Qian finished speaking, the breath of his body suddenly weakened, and the oppression of the soul power gradually weakened, gradually turning into a six-layer soul awn.

Everyone on the scene understood that Lin Qian could suppress his own strength, his soul power weakened, and the layers of Soul Mountain naturally declined.

"Xiaoqian, what are you doing?" Ye Xin's doubtful opening saw Lin Qian suddenly suppress his strength.

Lei Gan and the five of them seemed to understand what they were looking at, and looked at Fu Heng with a contemptuous smile: "There are only six layers of souls, it seems that they really don't take this Fu Heng in their eyes."

Lin Qian smiled at Ye Xin, beckoning her to rest assured, and then continued to look at the same suspicious Fu Heng: "If you want to escape a robbery, just fight me, and if you win, I will let you go. "

"Of course, in order to avoid you saying that I bullied you, as you can see, I can suppress the strength." Lin Qian patted his chest and said firmly, "I promise you..."

"I don't need to do my best!"