Chapter 405 Close Combat
But if it were someone else, even if they just stood there and let you hit them, they probably wouldn't be able to achieve such a result.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed. The aura emanating from Xiao Yan became weaker and weaker, which meant that he didn't have much fighting spirit left in his body, and he probably couldn't even use his fighting skills.

Xiao Yan's situation naturally could not be hidden from the five Soul Palace elders who were observing him every day. Seeing that Xiao Yan was no longer a threat, the five of them looked at each other and prepared to send someone in to capture Xiao Yan.

"Moli, go into the formation and capture Xiao Yan!" The five of them discussed for a while, and finally Moli took the lead.

"It's always like this! I'm destined to be a laborer!" At this time, Mo Li also thought that Xiao Yan was no longer a threat. Without fighting spirit, it was like a car without oil. No matter how good the car was, it would be useless.

"Haha! Go quickly! We brothers are taking care of you, why don't you take the credit?" One of the old men in black robe laughed.

Hearing this, Moli burst into laughter. The five brothers helped each other in the Soul Palace and made a name for themselves. Relying on the formation, they killed many young talents in Zhongzhou.

Mo Li formed seals with his hands and flashed into the formation. Looking at Xiao Yan who was still sitting cross-legged, he sneered and said disdainfully: "I thought he was so powerful! In the end, this is it? Zhaixing Old Ghost and Black and White Heavenly Venerable are getting worse and worse."

After complaining about Zhaixing Laogui and the others, he flicked his magic sleeves and a pitch-black iron chain shot out, transforming into a giant black snake that shot towards Xiao Yan, preparing to tie him up.

However, just as the giant black snake was about to reach Xiao Yan, it was firmly grasped by a huge hand and could no longer move at all.

“Haha, do you really think that after losing my fighting spirit, I will become a lamb to be slaughtered? Fighting spirit is my weakest means of attack.” Xiao Yan curled his lips into a sneer, and a ball of black and white flame suddenly emerged from the hand holding the black iron chain. As soon as the flame appeared, the space was immediately burned and distorted, and the iron chain was directly melted.

"Hmph! So what if you have a strange fire? I wonder how many times the fighting spirit in your body can support you to use the strange fire!" Mo Li was not too surprised to see that the iron chain he had thrown was destroyed. Although the strange fire consumed less fighting spirit and mainly consumed soul power, with the fighting spirit Xiao Yan had stored now, it obviously could not be squandered at will.

In fact, just as Mo Li said, using strange fire does not consume much fighting spirit, but it cannot be used frequently.

Xiao Yan took out a pill that restored his fighting spirit from his storage ring and put it in his mouth. He then flashed in front of Mo Li and blasted his fist towards Mo Li with a strong sonic boom. Using his physical body to fight was most suitable for his current situation.

Mo Li looked at Xiao Yan's fist, a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "What a desperate struggle!"

The seals on the magic hand changed rapidly, and the right hand became bigger and bigger, and then it swung towards Xiao Yan.

The magic power is aided by the formation, and the fighting spirit can be spent at will, so naturally fighting skills are needed.

"Bang!" The two fists collided fiercely, causing ripples of energy, which dispersed a lot of the black fog around and left a clean open space. However, in the blink of an eye, the open space was occupied by the black fog again.

"I didn't expect your physical body to be so terrifying!" Mo Li took two steps back, waved his numb arms, and said to Xiao Yan.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan did not answer. He tapped the ground with his toes, electric lightness surged under his feet, and his body rushed towards the magic power rapidly. When he got close to the magic power, he punched the magic power again.

Mo Li was well aware of the terrifying physical body of Xiao Yan, and a head-on confrontation would be too disadvantageous, so he simply dodged the attack by leaning sideways.

However, just as Mo Li avoided Xiao Yan's fist, he found that a strong wind was whistling around his neck, and Xiao Yan's elbow attacked his throat fiercely.

Mo Li looked at the elbow that was getting bigger and bigger, stomped his feet on the ground, and retreated backwards. If he was hit by this, he would definitely die or be injured!
However, Xiao Yan would not let the magic power escape so easily. He kicked out with his legs alternately, sweeping away the enemy with one blow, just like taffy, holding on to the magic power.

Xiao Yan was like a windmill, getting faster and faster, and soon caught up with the magic power.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Xiao Yan's leg kicked directly onto Moli's arm. The powerful force caused Moli to draw a deep groove on the ground.

"Damn it!" Moli felt that all the bones in his body were about to be kicked apart by Xiao Yan. He knew that he was no match for Xiao Yan in close combat, so he began to form seals quickly with his hands, preparing to use fighting skills.

But when the seal was just halfway formed, Xiao Yan approached again and slammed his hard elbow towards the magic power's temple.

Seeing this, Mo Li stomped his feet on the ground and retreated violently.

"You want to use fighting skills? Have you got my consent?" Xiao Yan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. He tapped the ground with his toes, and his body spun quickly, turning into a gyroscope and quickly attacked the magic power.

"The wind blows and the building is broken!"

Xiao Yan's feet were as powerful as thunder and his footsteps were as fast as lightning. He kicked directly through the hand that was forming a seal with magic power and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There were continuous muffled sounds, and Mo Li only felt that there were leg shadows all around him. He didn't know which one was real and which one was fake. In just a moment, he was kicked all over.

"Damn it!" The magic power cursed loudly, and the fighting spirit in the body surged, sweeping around as if it was free of charge.

Xiao Yan was pushed back several steps by the powerful energy of magic power. Looking at the magic power that had been beaten into anger, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he stomped his toes into the void and rushed towards the magic power again.

Mo Li looked at Xiao Yan who was rushing towards him again, his eyes full of resentment. Then he looked at Xiao Yan unwillingly, and then turned into black mist and disappeared.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yan kicked in the air and suddenly felt a little unsatisfied. Looking at the darkness around him, he did not rush in and just sat down cross-legged to continue practicing.

Xiao Yan had also thought it through. Instead of wasting energy on breaking the formation, it would be better to stay for a few more days. The Dan Realm would only be open for ten days anyway.

It is impossible for other people to stay in the Dan Realm for a long time, but for Xiao Yan, that is not a problem.

Mo Li walked out of the formation with injuries all over his body, which immediately aroused the doubts of several others. One of them asked, "What happened? Why didn't you take down Xiao Yan? Why were you injured by Xiao Yan instead?"

"Hmph! Xiao Yan has a body that is comparable to top-level magical beasts. Even without his fighting spirit, his combat power is still very strong. Coupled with his superb close combat skills, he was injured like this." Mo Li looked at old man Mu Gu, obviously blaming him for not explaining himself clearly.

When Elder Mu Gu saw this, although he felt a little contempt in his heart, he could only smile awkwardly and said, "Xiao Yan didn't show the horror of his physical body before, so I don't know either."

(End of this chapter)