Legend of Xiao Yan of Douluo

234 - Chapter [-]

Qingyuan Mountain is an inconspicuous place outside Wutan City, but it is also somewhat famous because it is close to Wutan City.This is mainly because of the beautiful scenery of Qingyuan Mountain, and there is a mysterious sect developing in it.

Qingyuan Mountain is not really a mountain, but a small mountain range, and the main peak in the middle is called Qingyuan Mountain.

Qingyuan Mountain is surrounded by water on three sides, and the island is full of green trees, making it appear verdant and verdant. The waters on three sides pour down from the upper reaches, making it look magnificent. There is also a large wide rocky beach around the waters.

If you look at this mountain range from a high place, it is also vast and majestic, the atmosphere is magnificent, and the area is not considered small.

It was noon at this time, the dazzling sun shone on the jasper-like waters, and sometimes a soft spring breeze blew across the waters, making the water surface shone with fine silver light like fish scales. On the waters, it will immediately go with the waves.

More than a dozen figures appeared in Qingyuan Mountain, and they were Xiao Yan and his group.

Today can be regarded as a visit to the Xiao Clan, and by the way, to test one's own strength initially.After all, after several accidents, it is difficult for Xiao Yan to judge his own strength now.

On the way, Yihua introduced a lot of Xiao Clan's current strength. Although there were no strong people, they recruited a large number of geniuses suitable for fighting qi.Douluo Dalu doesn't have much power to compete with him for such a talent.

"My lord, we have a good location in Qingyuan Mountain." Yihua looked at Xiao Yan and said.

"Well, yes, there are mountains and rivers, and the place is relatively quiet. It's really good to use as a sect. If you have time, you can enjoy it." Xiao Yan nodded and said.At this time, there are already many buildings around the mountain peak.

Approaching gradually, these buildings are mostly palace buildings, with a total of [-] to [-] scattered buildings.The Xiao Clan is still in its infancy, and it is true that there are not many disciples.Only a few figures were seen in the distance.

"My lord, they should all be practicing fighting skills in the square at this time." Yaoyue said.

"Well, I'll go and have a look first." Saying that, Xiao Yan quickened his pace, and with a flash of his figure, he entered the Xiao Clan's training ground.

As soon as Xiao Yan entered, he attracted the attention of many people present, and everyone looked at Xiao Yan in astonishment.Because the Xiao Clan only has more than 100 disciples, so they all know each other.However, Xiao Yan's black robe was obviously out of tune with the people present who were all dressed in white.

"Boy, where did you come from? Do you know what this place is? Leave quickly." A strong young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old frowned and asked.Xiao Clan's rules are very strict, non-entry disciples are not allowed to enter this place.This is also to prevent Xiao Clan's secrets from being learned by others.

"This is Xiao Clan, I know." Xiao Yan smiled and said casually.

"Knowing that we are the Xiao Clan, why don't you hurry up and leave? Our fists are not made of dough." The young man clenched his fists tightly. Suddenly, all the veins burst out, and the bones crisscrossed one after another. It seemed quite for scary.At first glance, he looks like a trainer.

"It looks very powerful." Xiao Yan rubbed his chin and said.

"It's good to know. If you leave now, I won't hold you accountable. I guess you are just a disciple. You can't come to our martial arts training field before you officially become a disciple." The young man saw that Xiao Yan was not very old. , naturally thought that Xiao Yan was a disciple who had just started.After all, their Xiao Clan is different from other sects, and new disciples will appear from time to time, so he is not surprised.

"Then what if I don't go?"

"Not going? Then I have to ask you to go." The young man said with a cold snort.I didn't expect the new junior brother to be so ignorant of flattery.

The movements on Xiao Yan's side naturally attracted the attention of all the disciples present, who watched the show with great interest.

"I said, Leng Li, you can't do it, even the new junior brother looks down on you." A tall and thin man behind the young man whistled and said that it was a big deal.

"You should be of the thunder attribute, majoring in palm techniques. Thunder attribute battle energy is rare and you are lucky. How about it, if you can beat me out, I will give you a hundred gold soul coins." Xiao Yan looked at the front The young man named Leng Li said lightly.As he spoke, he shook the golden soul coin in his hand.

"One hundred gold soul coins?" The young man was taken aback, and a trace of fire flashed in his eyes.You must know that although their ordinary disciples also have a high subsidy in the Xiao Clan, they only have one gold soul coin per month.One hundred gold soul coins is definitely a huge asset for him.The heat in his heart made him temporarily forget why Xiao Yan knew about his Dou Qi and the fighting skills he cultivated.

"Leng Li's luck is too good. How come such a good thing doesn't happen to me every time." A man said enviously.

"The younger brother who came this time looks like a local tyrant. Hey, I haven't suffered at home, and I don't know the dangers of society." Another man shook his head.He has seen a lot of children from big families like Xiao Yan.I am used to being domineering and domineering at ordinary times, and I have never suffered from the help of my family.But here in the Xiao Clan, it is still necessary to rely on fists to speak.People here don't care whether he is a child of a big family or not.

"Maybe, judging by the demeanor of this junior brother and the tone of his speech just now, he should not be an ordinary person." A woman with good strength frowned and said.

"Pfft, Lianyan, don't you look at how old he is, what strength can he have at such an age?"

"Hmm. Maybe." The woman nodded slightly.

Hearing what the disciple behind him said, a smile appeared on his cold face, "Boy, this is what you said, so I won't be polite."

"Am I very similar to a soft persimmon?" Xiao Yan asked in astonishment.They shouldn't think of me as the stupid son of the landlord's family.

"Junior Brother, please." Leng Li did not answer Xiao Yan's words, but directly followed Xiao Clan's rules, bent slightly towards Xiao Yan, and said loudly.Although the young man looked respectful, when he looked at Xiao Yan with his eyes, there would always be a flash of doubt, and there was a faint disdain on his face.

Xiao Yan looked playfully at the cold and stern martial artist, nodded, and under the watchful eyes of many disciples in the martial arts training ground, he said with a soft smile: "Then come."

Seeing Xiao Yan agreeing so straightforwardly, the corners of his eyes twitched coldly, and an inexplicable uneasiness quietly rose in his heart.But at this moment, the arrow is on the string, and there is no room for regret.

Both palms stood up slightly, with a faint fighting spirit lingering on them, let out a cold and deep breath, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and slammed straight at Xiao Yan.

There is no dazzling feeling in low-level battles, everything is the simplest confrontation.

"Thunder Palm"

Thunder Demon Palm, a high-level yellow-rank fighting skill.

The figure quickly rushed to Xiao Yan's side, on the right palm of the cold, thunder light flickered, and with a wave of the right palm, it slashed towards Xiao Yan's chest.

A gust of wind blowing towards Xiao Yan's forehead lifted the strands of hair on Xiao Yan's forehead, revealing a pair of jet-black pupils underneath. His eyelids blinked, and Xiao Yan's slightly squinted eyes stared lightly at the palm that was getting closer.When the palm of his hand was about to reach his shoulder, Xiao Yan took a step to the left without haste, just in time to avoid the cold and harsh attack.Turning his body slightly to one side, Xiao Yan's palm was casually imprinted on his shoulder through his cold and formidable arm, like picking leaves from flowers.

(End of this chapter)