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Therefore, every diamond mammoth soul master of the Elephant Armor Sect will equip himself with a soul skill that can restrict opponents and kill enemies.
Yang Fan, who grew up in the Pozhi clan, certainly knows this soul skill!
The Diamond Mammoth Soul Master will use his powerful soul power to suppress his opponent while using his strong body to leap high and kill the enemy.
It's now!
The huge flying elephant that appeared in the sky was the fatal blow of death.
"Lao Deng, let's end this!"
A ball of dark white flame rose from the palm of Yang Fan's hand behind his back, and the surrounding air suddenly became quieter due to the appearance of the flame.
The strongest defense?
Come and try the attack of strange fire!
Yang Fan unleashed the strongest attack he could currently deliver.
The moment the diamond mammoth fell from the sky, the fireball condensed in his hand was pushed out from his palm.
The moment the fireball left his palm, everything within sight was visibly covered with a layer of frost.
cold!
Although Yang Fan, the caster, could not feel it, his eyes told him clearly.
In a flash, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire crashed into the huge body of the Diamond Mammoth, and then smashed down heavily.
The collision between the two did not produce huge waves, but the moment Huyan Hai landed, the soul power in his body could no longer support the consumption of his martial soul. The khaki armor defense on his body was burned by the strange fire at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after the defense, it would be Huyan Hai's flesh and blood body that would be burned.
Such a result was not surprising to Yang Fan!
If the strange fire known as the king of fire cannot even break the defense of the diamond mammoth, then what is the point of its existence?
"You...who are you?"
Yang Fan's answer was just a lightning shot.
Huyan Hai, whose defense was broken by the strange fire, was no different from a piece of tofu in front of the Soul-Breaking Spear. In the blink of an eye, he was pierced through the chest.
Until his death, Lao Deng had no idea that the person who would kill him would be a child who was less than eight years old.
"It's amazing!"
This extremely cold flame made the surrounding air freezing cold, but when it touched Huyan Hai, it actually burned.
Yang Fan did not spend too much time studying Yao Lao's flame.
He spread his wings and flew at high speed in the direction of the Elephant Armor Sect's escape.
He and Huyan Hai were fighting fiercely, but in fact the whole battle from the beginning to now only lasted a few minutes.
With the speed of the younger generation of the Elephant Armor Sect, they could only run a few thousand meters in the bushy soul beast forest in a few minutes.
Chase...it’s still in time!
"Go left!"
Yao Lao's voice suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.
Turn left?
Yang Fan was slightly stunned and then carried out the order without the slightest doubt about Yao Lao's command. The power of Yao Lao's soul was so strong that it even surpassed many Titled Douluo on Douluo Continent.
He felt that if Yao Lao awakened his martial soul, it would definitely be a spiritual soul!
One of the benefits of flying is that it allows soul masters to ignore the terrain in the bushy soul beast forest.
Plus Yao Lao's command...
In less than five minutes, he had seen the members of the Elephant Armor Clan fleeing in panic like frightened pigs in mid-air.
"run?"
"Can you run away?"
From the very beginning of the battle, Yang Fan had no intention of letting go of any member of the Elephant Armor Sect.
He would never allow the members of the Xiangjia Sect to go back and tip off the Minzhi Clan and the other three sects.
"You guys go first!"
"Your second uncle and I will stay and stop him."
The moment Yang Fan appeared, they had already guessed the fate of the family elder Huyan Hai.
"Soul King?"
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth curled up in disdain, and then he used the Flame Devouring Wave Ruler to easily kill it instantly.
Even though he is only a second-ring soul master now, when Yao Lao's account is logged in remotely, even the soul king is no longer in his eyes.
The wings flapped violently, and in the blink of an eye it flew a hundred meters forward.
Without the protection of their family elders, the younger generation of the Elephant Armor Sect were defeated by him one by one without any ability to fight back.
When Yang Fan killed the last one, he could clearly see the fear, trembling and despair in the eyes of this teenage soul master.
He can understand!
Even though these young disciples from prominent families usually act arrogantly and are invincible in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, none of them has ever faced death personally.
Thinking back to when he had watched the life-and-death fights in Tiandou City for a whole year, his hands couldn't help shaking when he was killing someone in the end.
Faced with such a pair of helpless eyes, Yang Fan smashed it down with the Xuan Zhong ruler without hesitation.
Ok……
He knew that if he let this guy come out of his fear, the next person to have his head opened might be the Po Yi clan.
"One, two, three, four, five... eight!"
Not one more, not one less!
The stone in Yang Fan's heart was finally put down.
Now that he was certain that the members of the Xiangjia Sect would not go back to inform the enemy, he could continue his cultivation with peace of mind.
It’s a pity that Hu Yanli, the strongest of the younger generation of the Elephant Armor Sect, is not among this group of people. Otherwise, if this guy is killed, the Elephant Armor Sect will have no future in the future.
After getting rid of the escaped Elephant Armor Sect Soul Master, Yang Fan returned to the waterfall again.
Ok……
Most of Huyan Hai's body had been charred by the Bone Spirit's cold fire, and he no longer looked like a human being.
The surroundings were in a mess!
Only the mammoth soaked in water is relatively well preserved.
In addition to the black soul ring hanging above the corpse, the most eye-catching thing is the pair of milky white tusks on the body.
"Master, how do we do this?"
The words fell.
Yao Lao's soul floated out of his body, and at the same time he felt as if most of his body was drained away in an instant.
Yao Lao's power disappeared...
It made him feel like he had fallen from the top of a mountain to the bottom of a valley.
"Not used to it?"
Yang Fan shook his head, then nodded.
It's true that I'm not used to riding a horse!
This is equivalent to a teenager addicted to the internet who is playing with cheats, but suddenly the cheats expire.
Who can bear this?
"Pull this tusk straight out from the root."
Yao Lao didn't say much about the issue of strength, because he believed that his beloved disciple could turn this corner.
“Are you sure you can pull it off?”
At first, Yang Fan was skeptical about his own strength, but he soon discovered that the mammoth after death was like a piece of rotten tofu.
"Slow down, little brat. Don't break the tusk, or it will lose its original medicinal properties."
"Good good!"
Although Yao Lao had always advocated letting him explore on his own in cultivation and alchemy, his guidance on picking medicinal herbs was always meticulous.
I’m worried that his rough hands might ruin something!
Fortunately, there is Yao Lao!
He took out a pair of mammoth tusks perfectly and put them into the storage soul guide.
After doing all this, he erased all traces of the Soul-Breaking Spear left in the Soul Beast Forest.
This step is essential!
If the Soul-Breaking Spear just randomly pierced a hole in the tree trunk, perhaps no one would notice anything, but if it was a move performed in battle, it would be very obvious to the soul master.
Chapter 50: Soul-Repairing Herbs
The scorching sun.
The heat in the air made it hard to breathe.
Although Yang Fan is now in the Soul Beast Forest, he cannot see a single decent tree. The scorching sun makes him look like a salted fish that is about to be roasted dry.
The place was chosen by Yao Lao!
The old man said that this would be beneficial to his future practice.
"Ah—it hurts!"
The burning sensation brought by the burning blood spread from his back to his whole body, forcing Yang Fan to grit his teeth to endure it.
"Stop talking nonsense and practice quickly."