Volume 1, Chapter 62: Xiaocheng in the Realm of Wind
A black energy storm swept across the world, covering most of the sky, causing the entire sky to suddenly become dark.
The eight black figures were all blown away by this energy storm, and each of them was seriously injured.
The third palace master climbed up from the ruins, opened his mouth wide, and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face under the mask twitched, and he took a deep breath of air that smelled slightly of blood, and then he moved again and appeared on the sky.
The three hall masters glanced around, and everything they saw was filled with dust and mist.
The third hall master endured the bursts of pain in his chest and waved his broken sleeve robe fiercely, and the diffuse dust mist was blown away.
After the dust and mist cleared, eight giant pits appeared. In seven of them, a human-shaped black shadow was still vaguely visible.
The third hall master ignored it, but glanced elsewhere again, and then his brows under the mask frowned.
"How could it be, where is Xiao Yan? He was the closest to the Balrog at that time, and the Balrog was seriously injured. How could he be okay? Could it be that Xiao Yan was directly killed by that blow?"
The third hall master suddenly had doubts in his heart, but he was also a little helpless. He could neither see Xiao Yan's body nor detect Xiao Yan's aura.
As a result, the master of the third hall was not sure whether Xiao Yan was alive or dead, and he was actually a little worried.
Xiao Yan is dead, but there is no body. This makes it difficult for the three hall masters to deal with each other. I am afraid that they will suffer some hardships when they return.
Xiao Yan was not dead, but he could not detect the slightest breath of Xiao Yan. In this way, Xiao Yan could not see anyone alive or dead, and the three hall masters became even more worried.
"Hmph! It's all this fire demon's fault. If Xiao Yan can't be found, the master of this palace will definitely kill you!"
The third hall master became angry and blamed the old flame demon.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the expression under the mask suddenly changed, and he turned around and looked behind him.
At this moment, thousands of feet behind the third hall master, a figure in white slowly emerged in the space, it was Xiao Yan.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's clothes were also a little torn, his face was a little pale, and there were traces of blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
But overall, Xiao Yan's condition is much better than that of the Third Hall Master and others.
Seeing that Xiao Yan was fine, the Master of the Third Palace's face changed again, and he frowned solemnly.
Xiao Yan's ability was obviously beyond their knowledge, which made him, the master of the third hall, feel solemn towards Xiao Yan at this moment.
Xiao Yan showed his body, first wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then turned to look at the third hall master.
Seeing the embarrassed look of the third hall master, Xiao Yan grinned, but he didn't show the slightest hint of worry.
Just standing in the void, with the corner of his mouth raised in an arc, the third hall master was filled with anger.
The face of the Third Palace Master twitched violently under the mask. If it weren't for the mask, people would probably think that this person was suffering from some disease.
Under Xiao Yan's provocation, the third hall master became really angry. He moved and punched Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was unmoved when he saw this, which made the anger in the heart of the third hall master even more intense, and the force of his fist became even more cruel.
"boom!"
The giant fist brought with it a strong wind that tore apart the space, and landed on Xiao Yan's body with a fierce punch.
But the third hall master didn't have time to be happy. The next moment, the expression on his face became wonderful again.
It can be seen through the mask that the eyes of the three hall masters at this moment are full of incredible looks, and the expression on the face under the mask is also replaced by surprise.
After being stunned in the air for a while, the master of the third hall finally came to his senses and said with dignity in his voice:
"Afterimage, how...how is it possible? With Xiao Yan's strength, how is it possible that he can be faster than me!"
The next moment, the eyes of the three hall masters turned to another place, where, accompanied by a whistling sound of wind, Xiao Yan's figure appeared again.
And when Xiao Yan's figure appeared, the third hall master finally reacted and said quietly:
"No wonder, no wonder you were able to dodge my blow so easily just now. It turns out that's the case. It turns out you got the Tian Jue Step. No wonder you can easily surpass me in speed with such strength."
When Xiao Yan heard this, the smile that should have appeared on his face never appeared. Instead, his brows furrowed, and the look he looked at the third hall master was replaced by murderous intent.
Xiao Yan was already very clear about Tian Juebu's affairs, and the Liu family also gave Xiao Yan numerous warnings, never letting others know about Tian Juebu's affairs.
But now, I have just succeeded in cultivating the first level of Tianjuebu, the Wind Moving Realm.
Unexpectedly, he would be recognized by these three hall masters. Based on this alone, Xiao Yan would never let these three hall masters stay.
Yes, Xiao Yan, who had been in a state of extreme wind, entered the state of small success just when the violent storm swept across.
Although the Xuanming Soul-eating Palm move of the old flame demon was blocked by Xiao Yan again, the energy burst out from it was enough to make Xiao Yan seriously injured and dying.
But the opportunity came by such a coincidence. Just now, Xiao Yan actually broke through Tian Jue Bu's wind state in such a dangerous situation and reached the stage of small success.
Xiao Yan also took advantage of this great opportunity to avoid this fatal blow.
Although Xiao Yan did not completely dodge due to the suddenness of the breakthrough, compared to the serious injuries suffered by the likes of Flame Demon Old Ghost and others, Xiao Yan was much better.
Xiao Yan looked at the Third Hall Master, murderous intent rising in his heart, and the Third Hall Master seemed to have sensed the impending danger, and the already solemn expression on his face under the mask darkened a bit again.
The fighting energy in the body circulates throughout the body, ready to face Xiao Yan's attack at any time.
Xiao Yan ignored the actions of the Third Hall Master, but calmed down and took a deep breath of cool air. The air carried the lingering smell of blood in his mouth and passed through his throat, leaving behind bits and pieces of fishy sweetness.
The Dou Qi in the body circulates slowly, and streams of energy flow gather between heaven and earth, forming a huge energy vortex around Xiao Yan.
The third hall master frowned. What on earth does this guy want to do? He dares to practice at this time. Is he not afraid of death?
Normally, this would be the best time to attack, but the Third Hall Master was facing Xiao Yan at the moment, so how could he dare to be careless again?
Therefore, even though he saw Xiao Yan practicing, the master of the third hall did not dare to act rashly at all.
Sure enough, the technique in Xiao Yan's body only ran for a few breaths and then stopped.
Feeling the slightly mottled energy of heaven and earth around him, Xiao Yan raised his hands, looked straight ahead, and began to change his hands. One by one, the seals were struck by Xiao Yan one by one under the change of Xiao Yan's hands.