Qi refining level one!
The second level of Qi refining!
The third level of Qi refining!
The fourth level of Qi refining!
In the end, Jiang Fan's aura stayed at the early stage of the fourth level of Qi refining.
"Is this the effect of "Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - Suzaku"..." Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly as he felt his soaring spiritual power and the weakness of his body being drained of energy and blood.
The function of "Four Gods' Martial Arts - Suzaku" is to burn the blood in the body and convert it into spiritual power. For each level of spiritual power that increases, nearly 10% of the blood will be consumed. This price is enough to be described as terrifying.
However, the benefits are also very obvious.
That means you can fight across levels!
Jiang Fan knew very well that if he couldn't defeat Sheng Qi with one move, then he would definitely be counterattacked by Suzaku's effect. But Jiang Fan had the courage to use this move, which meant that he was confident enough to defeat Sheng Qi completely.
Soul skills are the moves that consume the most spiritual energy for a warrior. Even if he is as strong as Sheng Qi, he will inevitably fall into a short-term state of weakness after using a soul skill. This is the best chance for Jiang Fan to win.
"Let you see me after my improvement!"
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. In an instant, he appeared in front of Sheng Qi. His right leg swept down with a devastating force and went straight to Sheng Qi's head.
"court death!"
Sheng Qi's eyes suddenly shrank, he shouted coldly, and raised his arm in front of his head, trying to block Jiang Fan's blow.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound, and Jiang Fan's leg was like an iron rod, slashing directly on Sheng Qi's arm. The terrifying power was injected along the arm to Sheng Qi's shoulder, making his entire arm numb instantly, and his body shape was numb. He also staggered back.
Taking advantage of his illness and taking his life, Jiang Fan was not willing to let go of this golden opportunity. He stamped his feet on the ground and used the recoil to bully him again. His right hand turned into a palm, and he gathered all the spiritual power in his body and aimed it at Sheng Qi's chest. Clap it with one palm.
"Snapped!"
The palm force landed on Shengqi's chest, but Shengqi didn't seem to be in any pain. Instead, he showed a ferocious sneer: "Is that all you have?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint red light emerged from the surface of Sheng Qi's body, instantly covering his body, making him look like he was wearing a bloody battle suit.
"No way?"
A palm fell on Sheng Qi's chest, but Jiang Fan felt like it was hit on a steel plate. The shock made his palm hurt slightly. He was startled and wanted to retreat in the next second.
"Haha, it's too late!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Sheng Qi's mouth, and he moved his hands together, instantly grabbing Jiang Fan's wrist, and then swung it outward with force, throwing Jiang Fan several feet away.
Immediately afterwards, Sheng Qi flashed and quickly approached Jiang Fan, stepped out and kicked him hard in the chest.
Jiang Fan was kicked to the ground, severe pain came from his chest, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"This is the spiritual power suit!" Looking at the blood-red suit covering Sheng Qi's body, Jiang Fan couldn't help but shout in shock.
The spiritual power suit is a defensive method that can only be gathered by warriors at the seventh level of Qi refining and above. It can withstand nearly 50% of the attack damage from warriors below their own level.
But this was not the main reason for Jiang Fan's shock. What shocked him was that Sheng Qi could actually condense the spiritual power suit. Doesn't that mean that Sheng Qi's strength has reached the seventh level of Qi refining, or even higher!
"I can't believe you actually hid your strength. You really went to great lengths to kill me."
Jiang Fan struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "But what the dynasty's wanted notice said should be correct. You were at the fifth level of Qi Refining a month ago, so logically you shouldn't be so fast. A breakthrough is the way to go.”
Hearing this, Sheng Qi raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "These are not things you are qualified to know. Before, you used secret methods to forcibly increase your strength. Now you are at the end of your strength. No matter what tricks you have, they are useless."
"Yeah?"
Jiang Fan was unwilling to give up, but at this moment, he was indeed at the end of his strength. Although Suzaku's improvement was obvious, the side effects should not be underestimated. In order to hit this winning blow, his blood had been burned to the point of exhaustion, and his face was even more pale. A dead man.
"Are you going to use that?"
Jiang Fan sighed helplessly. Although he knew that it was the last choice, if he didn't use that thing in the current situation, he had no chance of winning.
A cruel sneer appeared on Sheng Qi's face. He looked at the embarrassed Jiang Fan, raised his palm and shouted: "Die!"
As soon as the shout fell, Sheng Qi's figure instantly appeared in front of Jiang Fan less than half a foot away. The spiritual power surged from his palm and he blasted it out without any hesitation.
"Master!"
At this moment, a girl's exclamation sounded.
Hearing this familiar exclamation, Jiang Fan was startled for a moment, and then he saw a familiar and petite figure, who stood in front of him without hesitation, and then met Sheng Qi's violent palm.
"No, Xi'er!"
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, he roared crazily, and threw himself forward with all his strength, trying to push the petite girl away.
"Pfft!"
But it was too late. Sheng Qi's powerful palm hit Xi'er's chest hard. The sound of bones cracking was heard. Xi'er's chest collapsed, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth. The vitality passed quickly, and the body fell limply into Jiang Fan's arms.
"Xi'er...you...why...why...why..."
Looking at Xi'er's pale face and gradually dimming eyes, Jiang Fan trembled all over, his eyes turned red, and countless crystal clear tears slipped quietly from his eyes.
The moonlight fell on the snow, casting a silvery glow on Xi'er's cheek. She stretched out her slender fingers and touched the tear stains on Jiang Fan's face. She opened her lips lightly and murmured: "Because... Xi'er Son... likes... likes... less..."
The voice was vague and dreamlike. Before Xi'er finished speaking, his eyelids slowly closed, and his breath was undetectable at this time. There was a peaceful look on his pretty face, which seemed to be the secret that had been accumulated in his heart. Say it and have no regrets.
"Xi'er!"
Jiang Fan roared in grief, like a trapped animal, roaring up to the sky, and tears kept rolling down.
In his heart, there are only two relatives in this world, one is Jiang Xiaonan and the other is Xi'er. But just now, Xi'er died trying to save him, which made him feel deep guilt and regret.
Jiang Fan's eyes were scarlet, and he gently put down Xi'er. He stood up immediately, stared at Sheng Qi, and almost shouted in a hoarse voice: "I want to use your head to pay homage to her!"
"Pretending!" Sheng Qi said disdainfully, moving his steps slightly, his swift figure swept towards Jiang Fan again, and the spiritual power lingering on the edge of his fist became more and more intense.
What happened just now was just a small episode for Sheng Qi. He had never taken Jiang Fan seriously. He believed that due to the difference in strength, Jiang Fan would be killed by him with just this last punch.
Facing his violent punch, Jiang Fan did not make any move to dodge. Instead, he stood straight there with an indifferent expression, as if he had accepted his fate.
"Have you given up struggling?"
The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth raised, showing a sarcastic smile, and his fist became heavier, hitting Jiang Fan's chest.
"boom!"
Just when Sheng Qi's fist was about to hit Jiang Fan's chest, a bright and dazzling crimson flame lit up from Jiang Fan's body, like a burning sun, covering Jiang Fan's whole body!
