When the cold white mist enveloped the house, something bad flashed through Xiao Yan's heart, because he could sense that the mist actually made him lose his sense of direction, and when the diffuse mist eroded his body
Afterwards, Xiao Yan clearly felt that his speed had slowed down a lot.
Before the official confrontation, Xiao Yan was restrained by the other party. Xiao Yan felt a little awe-inspiring. With a thought, the purple vortex in the lower abdomen in his body suddenly differentiated into wisps of purple fire fighting energy. The purple fire fighting energy quickly followed the meridians.
It was flowing, and after a moment, Xiao Yan's body shook slightly, and the faint purple Dou Qi gauze completely wrapped his body in it. On the surface of the Dou Qi gauze, wisps of purple fire rose up, burning those who invaded the body.
The coming icy mist burned into nothingness.
Possessed by Dou Qi Shayi, Xiao Yan clearly felt that his condition had improved a lot. At that moment, he tightly held the Xuan Zhong ruler behind his back with his palm, and pulled it hard. With a soft sound, the ruler was stuck on the ground.
A deep mark was left.
Holding the heavy ruler tightly in his palm, Xiao Yan's eyes cautiously scanned the cold mist surrounding him.
When Xiao Yan was possessed by the purple fighting spirit gauze that was braving purple fire, a low scream was clearly heard in the surrounding white mist. Obviously, the mysterious old man did not expect that Xiao Yan actually
Can summon a fighting spirit gauze with flames.
"Old sir, I have no ill intentions, and I don't want to disturb the old man's seclusion. It's just that this residual picture is extremely important to me, so please be accommodating to me!" Xiao Yan shouted loudly as he glanced around.
"Hmph, I worked hard to get this thing back then. Although I have been studying it for more than ten years, I still don't know what its exact use is. But I can at least know that the secrets it contains are definitely not small. I want to make it clear.
Leave it to you. Dream!" The old man sneered in the permeating cold mist.
Frowning slightly, Xiao Yan was about to speak again, but his heart suddenly trembled. He quickly inserted the heavy ruler in front of him, and then quickly hid behind him.
"Poof..." With a slight sound of breaking wind, several white ice spikes shot out from the mist, and finally hit the Xuanzhong Ruler in front of Xiao Yan with a clanging sound.
After the ice spike hit the body of Xuan Zhong's ruler, it suddenly turned into a pool of ice water and covered the body of the ruler. At this time, Xiao Yan's palm holding the handle of the ruler felt an icy coldness.
The feeling keeps coming to my body.
His face changed slightly, Xiao Yan flicked his fingers, and purple flames suddenly emerged from his palm. Then he quickly touched the body of the ruler, melting away all the frost and cold air on it.
"Huh? Purple flames? I didn't expect that you would be carrying so many strange objects at such a young age. No wonder you are so courageous." Looking at Xiao Yan's actions, the old man hidden in the mist said in surprise again.
Xiao Yan squinted his eyes slightly and did not answer. He fixed his eyes tightly on the white mist around him and walked slowly backwards according to the previously remembered route in his mind.
"Although the strength of that damn thing is not what it used to be, it's not difficult to deal with a young boy like you!" Sensing Xiao Yan's secret actions, the old man sneered in the white mist and said:
Bai Ying suddenly rushed out, almost like a flash of lightning, approaching Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was slightly startled by the sudden rush of the old man. Holding a heavy ruler tightly in his palm, he hit the figure in front of him without any courtesy.
Looking at the giant ruler that came with the sound of oppressive wind, the old man quickly formed a seal with his withered hands and shouted softly: "Ice-condensing mirror!"
As the old man's handprint ended, the white mist in front of him suddenly stirred rapidly. In an instant, a transparent ice mirror about half a meter long and wide suddenly condensed in front of him.
"Bang!" The heavy ruler struck down hard. Finally, it hit the ice mirror hard. Suddenly, Xiao Yan's face suddenly changed. He found that in his perception, when his heavy ruler struck the ice mirror,
When he was above the mirror, a strong rebound force shot out strangely, and finally caught Xiao Yan by surprise, causing him to be shot backwards.
Looking at Xiao Yan, whose face was slightly pale, the old man sneered again. With a wave of his hand, dozens of spiral ice spikes quickly formed in front of him. Then, with the old man's wave, they were overwhelmingly facing him.
Xiao Yan roared and shot away.
The soles of his feet rubbed on the ground for a distance. Xiao Yan looked up and looked at the large number of ice spike attacks mixed with the cold atmosphere. He frowned slightly and suddenly stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet. With an explosion of energy, his body rushed up.
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Dodging the ice spike attack in mid-air, Xiao Yan's body suddenly spun, and with the help of the power of the rotation, the Xuan Zhong Ruler in his hand came out, and he shot angrily at the old man.
The heavy ruler flew out, and under the blessing of several layers of power, it was like tearing through the air, with a faint purple ruler arc emerging on its surface.
Looking at the Xuan Zhong ruler that shot towards him, the old man raised his brows in surprise. The young man in front of him gave him too much surprise.
However, he was surprised. The old man did not show any mercy when he moved his hands. When he opened and closed his palms, countless tiny ice threads condensed. When he threw his palms, the ice threads shot up into the sky, and then wrapped around the heavy ruler overwhelmingly.
After leaving, it only took a moment for the heavy ruler to be wrapped in a thick layer of white ice silk.
Encircled by this overwhelming ice thread, the ferocious energy carried by the heavy ruler was being rapidly resolved, and when it was only half a meter away from the old man's head, it finally came to a complete standstill.
Glancing casually at the heavy ruler above his head that was tightly wrapped in ice silk, the old man sneered and flicked his palm. Under the entanglement of the ice silk, the heavy ruler whined in a circle in mid-air, and then
He suddenly turned around and struck hard at Xiao Yan, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to rely on.
The heavy ruler was under the trend of the old man, and the energy it carried was not much weaker than Xiao Yan's previous throw with all his strength. If it was hit, Xiao Yan would not be able to escape serious injury.
Looking at the heavy ruler getting closer and closer, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, his back shook slightly, the Ziyun Wing suddenly shot out, his wings flapped, his body quickly rose up, and finally he hit the flying ruler.
The heavy ruler dodges and passes by.
"Huh? Fighting Qi transformed into wings?" Looking at the wings ejected from Xiao Yan's back, the old man narrowed his eyes and said in shock. After a moment, he shook his head and frowned: "It doesn't look like fighting Qi transformed into wings, could it... be flying?
Fighting skills?"
"Good guy, why is this kid covered in treasures?" The old man said in astonishment, shaking his head slowly.
Ignoring how much shock Ziyunyi gave the old man, Xiao Yan took advantage of his clone and suddenly jumped down. The purple flames on his palms burned away. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of purple fire shot out, and finally
Burn all the ice threads connected to the heavy ruler and break them.
Losing the driving force of the ice thread, the Xuan Zhong Ruler fell rapidly. Xiao Yan flapped his wings. His figure quickly rushed down. The purple fire on his palm flickered between his ten fingers. Wisps of tiny flames burned the Xuan Zhong Ruler.
All the ice fibers were burned away.
After completely clearing the ice threads, Xiao Yan dared to hold the Xuan Zhong Ruler in his hand again. Holding the weight rule, his wings vibrated rapidly again, and Xiao Yan's body suddenly rose into the sky.
Standing below, the old man looked at Xiao Yan, who was about to break out of the house, and couldn't help but feel a touch of ridicule and teasing on his face.
Xiao Yan's figure rose rapidly, but just after the Ziyun Wing vibrated twice, he suddenly felt that a cold air was constantly emanating not far above his head.
Feeling the cold air, Xiao Yan's heart tightened slightly, and the heavy ruler in his hand suddenly stabbed away above his head.
"clang!"
The stabbed heavy ruler seemed to have hit something. There was a crisp sound, and at the same time, a few small ice cubes slowly fell, and finally hit Xiao Yan's face, the ice was cold.
The feeling made his heart sink slightly. He didn't expect that the old guy could turn the entire room into a hard ice cellar in such a short period of time.
Xiao Yan gave up his plan to forcefully break the hole. Xiao Yan flapped his wings slowly and dropped a lot. He looked coldly at the old man standing in the white mist.
"Tsk, tsk, rare flying fighting skills, strange purple flames, weird body fighting skills, far beyond the strength of ordinary fighting masters, boy, are you the descendant of the sect leader of Yunlan Sect? Or are you one of those transcendent big families?
Young master? Or someone from the royal family?" The old man asked as he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yan with purple-black wings flapping in mid-air with interest.
Xiao Yan licked his lips, looked at the old man cautiously, and did not answer.
"But even if you are what I said, you won't be able to leave here today with the fragment of the map." He touched the scar on the old face with his palm, and the old man's voice began to gradually become colder again.
"Although you have many unique skills, you are just a fighting master. Although my strength is greatly reduced now, it is not difficult to deal with you." The old man said calmly: "Hand over the things, I will let you
I don’t want anyone to ruin my years of seclusion if I leave.”
Looking at the stubborn old man, Xiao Yan sighed helplessly and said with a wry smile in his heart: "Teacher, it seems that you are the only one who has taken action. I am indeed not his opponent. Even if his strength is no longer what it used to be, he is just as good as before."
He said that it is not difficult to deal with me."
"Haha, it's really not difficult. After all, you are two levels apart, and that guy's fighting skills are no weaker than yours. The previous confrontation was just a trial. If he really becomes serious, you
I can't last five rounds." Yao Lao's voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.
Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and nodded, and had a brief confrontation with the old man. He naturally knew how strong he was. If he hadn't been unable to transform his fighting energy into wings now, he might have been captured long ago.
"Well... leave it to me, I will control your body temporarily."
Regarding this, Yao Lao did not refuse. He knew that even if he wanted to use actual combat to train Xiao Yan, there was a limit. With Xiao Yan's strength, which had just reached the level of a fighting master, to challenge a fighter whose fighting consciousness was once a fighting spirit.
A strong man at the level of an emperor is undoubtedly just looking for abuse.
"Old sir, I told you that I am bound to get this map fragment!" Xiao Yan nodded slightly at first, then lowered his head and shrugged at the old man, and suddenly slowly closed his eyes.
Looking at Xiao Yan's strange behavior, the old man was slightly stunned and frowned slightly. After a moment, his expression suddenly changed. He found that a ferocious aura that was not inferior to his was suddenly slowly coming from the young man's body in mid-air.
emanating from within.
"How is that possible?" Feeling the rising momentum, the old man's plain face finally showed a touch of shock.