Eight hundred and fourteenth chapter nine fighting emperors
"Whoa!"
As soon as the words fell from Xiao Yan's mouth, he immediately stepped forward. His whole body turned into a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the old man in yellow robe.
The figure in mid-air suddenly twisted, and a heavy whip, wrapped in the strong wind, struck hard on the head of the yellow-robed old man with a terrifying power that seemed to cut off everything.
Xiao Yan didn't have a good impression of the people from the four major sects. Since the two sides had chosen to stand on opposite sides of each other, Xiao Yan naturally had no need to show mercy, and every move would kill directly.
This kind of battle is the most cruel, life or death, this is numerology!
Seeing that Xiao Yan actually attacked him without hesitation, the expression on the old man's face couldn't help but change instantly. The fighting energy in his body surged wildly. The moment the whip leg fell from above his head, the old man's body moved toward him.
He quickly retreated, his hands covering his head almost as a reflex, and his powerful fighting spirit condensed into a fighting spirit shield to resist Xiao Yan's attack.
"Bang!"
Although the old man's reaction was not slow, when faced with Xiao Yan's Tian Jue Bu, which was a terrifying movement fighting skill, his speed still seemed a bit slow.
In the end, Xiao Yan's blow landed heavily between the old man's arms. The shield with condensed fighting spirit, but it withstood for a short moment, was broken. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan's powerful calf hit hard.
The ground bombarded the old man's arm.
As soon as the blow fell, the old man's body quickly retreated backwards uncontrollably, until he was a hundred feet away, and then he stopped in an awkward state.
The old man looked down with a solemn expression and saw that the sleeves between his arms had been reduced to pieces in the collision. There was a scarlet and bloody scar on each of the two skinny arms.
Although the old man was caught off guard in the first collision, he could conclude based on this alone that the Xiao Yan in front of him was probably not inferior to him in cultivation.
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Recently, he had also heard about Xiao Yan. Ever since he knew that the members of the four major families under Tianjian Sect disappeared together in the Xilin Mountains
Afterwards, his heart was filled with horror towards Xiao Yan. He had never seen such a person who could kill seven powerful Emperor Fighters by himself. This was simply unbelievable.
However, when he saw it now, Xiao Yan's strength in front of him was much stronger than his. Under such a comparison, the old man gradually had the answer in his heart.
"Are you Xiao Yan?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
The words fell from the yellow-robed old man's mouth, and immediately after, Xiao Yan said with an expressionless face and an indifferent tone.
Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the old man in yellow robe nodded solemnly. Then he turned his palm violently, and the light flashed in his palm. The moment a white jade slip appeared, it was crushed by the old man in yellow robe.
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At the same time, in the huge building complex below, figures shot up quickly, but in a blink of an eye they were already suspended in the sky, standing side by side with the old man in yellow robe, lined up in a row, blocking the
Xiao Yan's way out.
Seeing this scene, the expression on Xiao Yan's face did not change at all. His eyes swept over the people in front of him one by one, with a smile on his lips.
Standing in front of Xiao Yan at this moment, there are a total of nine strong Dou Emperors. Except for the old man in yellow robe, whose strength is in the middle stage of Six-star Dou Emperor, the others are all five-star Dou Emperors. The weakest among them has also reached the five-star Dou Emperor level.
In the early stage, there were even two strong men in the late stage of Five-Star Dou Emperor. Such a lineup was enough to sweep away any ordinary forces in the Western Region. Even any of the four major sects had to give in three points when facing such a lineup.
"Your Excellency has a special status. How dare I, Zhan Wuzong, neglect me? I have already received orders from the sect master. If Mr. Xiao Yan wants to pass through me, Zhan Wuzong, you must be stopped here no matter what!"
The old man in yellow robe bowed his hands to Xiao Yan with some respect. Facing such a strong man, they had already lost face by bullying the smaller ones. He didn't want to lose his old face as well.
Gone.
"Haha, it's easy to say. Since the master of the Zhanwu Sect personally ordered it, let's go ahead. It just so happens that I have just broken through to the Five-Star Dou Emperor, and I don't know where my limit is yet, so let me see clearly."
"Are you going to come one by one... or together?"
Xiao Yan raised his eyes, and the smile he had at the previous moment was no longer there. A fierce look emerged in his dark eyes, which gave people an invisible and extremely heavy sense of oppression.
"You're arrogant! You're only in the middle stage of the Five-Star Fighting Emperor. Let me come and meet you for a while!"
As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, a sturdy old man among the nine people opposite him immediately stood up from the team and looked at Xiao Yan with a fierce look on his face.
After the words came out of his mouth, there was just a pop sound, and the red-yellow fighting spirit suddenly rose up on his body surface. At the same time, an aura of coercion belonging to a strong man in the late stage of Five-Star Dou Emperor came from this man.
It spread outward from the old man's body.
No wonder he is so domineering. With the strength of the late Five-Star Dou Emperor, ordinary mid-level Five-Star Dou Emperor powerhouses are really not taken into consideration by him. However, what he is facing now is Xiao Yan.
"drink!"
Immediately afterwards, the old man's body suddenly shook. While clenching his fists, his already strong body actually became a bit taller at this moment. However, in the blink of an eye, the old man's height had increased by several seconds.
Standing ten feet tall, compared to Xiao Yan at this moment, the two figures are like one is an elephant and the other is an ant, there is simply no comparison.
"Oh? Are you practicing physical skills..."
Seeing this, Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a slight surprise in his tone.
He has indeed seen many strong men who cultivate their bodies, but the person in front of him is also the second person Xiao Yan has seen who can exert his physical power to such an extent. The first one is naturally Zhan Wuzong's
The sect leader, Wu Jitian.
"Xiao Yan, I heard that you are also a physical cultivator, but unfortunately, it is difficult to achieve great results by dividing the mind into three tasks. We have devoted ourselves to studying the power of the physical body and have practiced hard for hundreds of years. Today I will let you see how our physical body works.
Awesome combination!"
With the change in body shape, the old man's voice also sounded a bit more thick and domineering. Every word he uttered seemed to make the world tremble slightly. Such power can really be called
The word horror.
"Haha, then please do it!"
Facing the domineering old man, Xiao Yan was much simpler. He stood sideways, with his left hand behind his back. He only extended his right hand with his palm facing up. Looking at this look, it did seem a bit contemptuous.
"court death!"
Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, the old man suddenly became angry. In so many years, Xiao Yan was the first person who dared to treat him like this.
However, seeing this scene in the eyes of the old man in yellow robe, he couldn't help but make the latter frown slightly. Judging from his previous fight with Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan's real combat power was definitely not inferior to him. Now this man
If the strong old man dared to be disdainful in the face of Xiao Yan, the result would probably be very tragic.
It's a pity that when the old man in yellow robe was thinking about this, a huge fist struck hard in front of Xiao Yan.
Seeing the giant fist so close, the smile on Xiao Yan's lips became even bigger, and deep in his eyes, a forest-white fire flashed away.
Immediately, Xiao Yan stretched out his palm and grasped the giant fist that was about to fall. Almost at the same time, a huge palm with obvious outline also condensed out in front of Xiao Yan at the same time.
He held the fallen giant fist in his hand.
This palm that still looks slightly illusory seems to be the body-refining fighting skill that Xiao Yan has now developed.
Lixiang Jue!
In the void, Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm. The strong wind rushing in front of him dispersed automatically before it could reach him. His huge fist was restrained by the illusory palm condensed by Lixiang Jue. The next moment,
Xiao Yan suddenly turned his wrist, and then struck out with a palm. At the same time, the figure of the late-stage Five-Star Dou Emperor in front of him was also shaken backwards by Xiao Yan's palm.