The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 227 Xiao Yan's Strength, Soul Palace Powerhouse

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and there was fire flowing in the pupils of their respective eyes. In the space where the gaze was focused, it seemed that even the air gradually became hotter.

"puff!"

The four looked at each other, and after a while, a flame exploded out of nowhere in the space between the two, and the aftermath of the flame directly burned the tables and chairs beside them into ashes.

The flames exploded, Xiao Yan's body trembled slightly, and a serious look flashed across his face.

As expected of a genius of the Yan Clan, it really wasn't easy.

Xiao Yan took a deep look at the woman in the red skirt. There were many people in the attic of the restaurant, and he didn't want to stay too long, so he turned around and walked outside the pavilion. followed.

"Huozhi, how are you?" Seeing the backs of Xiao Yan and others leaving, the man in white robe smiled slightly and said.

"His strength has improved." Huo Zhi said softly, his bright eyes that were as calm as a deep pool fluctuated faintly, "Almost four years have passed since the battle in Zhongzhou, and under this battle, our A Dou Sheng actually failed to gain the upper hand in his hands."

Regarding what she said, the white-robed man felt: "This Xiao Yan should be a member of the Xiao clan. I didn't expect that such a person could appear in a race that has almost become a waste of blood. It is really unbelievable, Ba Xingdou It is not easy for Zun to gain the upper hand with you in this regard."

"The Xiao Clan was the closest to the Gu Clan back then, but that was when they were strong and powerful. The friendship between clans was always based on similar strengths. In recent years, if not for the fact that some elders of the Gu Clan objected Otherwise, I am afraid that even the tomb of Xiao Xuan left here will be forcibly broken open by them."

The man with a slender face smiled, and said: "Even the ancient clan can't resist the tomb of the peak Dou Sheng."

"It's just some radicals, and you don't need to overthrow everyone with a stick." The man in white robe shook his head, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "I am most interested in the celestial tomb that is opened every 20 years." , although the tomb is within the ancient world, according to the agreement of the year, people from the eight clans are all qualified to enter it, and Xiao Xuan's tomb is also in it. I don't know if anyone can really break into it this time. Go last."

"Well, I don't know if people from other clans have also arrived. According to common sense, they will not be absent for such an important event." The man with rough eyebrows also nodded and said.

"Never mind them. If we don't come, there will be fewer competitors. Let's go too." The man in white curled his lips, then stood up, and walked out of the attic. The people behind him were not in a hurry followed.

The geniuses of the ancient race are basically stronger than him.

This made Xiao Yan feel a little frustrated, but he quickly continued to cheer himself up.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the fists in Xiao Yan's sleeves were also clenched suddenly, and just in an instant, his steps suddenly stopped, as if sensing his body, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the forest in front of him. At the end of the path, there were three figures in black robes standing casually, and a sense of danger quietly permeated the air.

When Xiao Yan discovered these three people, Yao Chen was also aware of it, and the battle energy in his body was circulating in an instant.

"You are that Xiao Yan from the Xiao Clan, right?"

The figure at the head of the three black robes trembled slightly, and a slightly feminine laugh came out slowly, the laughter was not old, obviously its owner should not be some old monster.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yan asked, frowning slightly.

"Hehe, I thought you should have a deep memory of us." Hearing this, the leading man in black robe said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's face darkened slightly, his eyes swept over the three of them carefully, a familiar feeling crept into his heart, which made his expression suddenly darken: "People from Soul Hall?"

"Compared to this name, I still prefer to hear you called Soul Clan." The black-robed man laughed, but there was an undisguised ghastliness in that laughter.

Xiao Yan's face was ice-cold, and he stared at the three of them fiercely. The battle energy in his body was circulating rapidly. Unexpectedly, here, he could still bump into someone from the Soul Palace!

"You don't need to make such an appearance. I shouldn't be here for the task of catching you, so I don't want to interfere. I came here just to meet the Xiao clan who suppressed my soul clan back then. What does it look like now?" The black robed man smiled.

"If you read it, then get out!"

Yao Chen sneered, and shook his big hand, the vast fighting energy condensed into a long whip of fighting energy in the palm, and with a violent shake, it pierced through the space and rushed towards the man in black robe.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing Yaochen, the Fighting Saint, dared to make a move, the other two figures also let out a cold shout, their sleeves trembled, and there was only a crisp sound of rattling, two pitch-black chains flitted out like poisonous snakes, and then fought with the The fighting spirit whips collided fiercely.

"Oh!"

The two collided, and the terrifying wind swept away, and the surrounding trees were instantly shaken into powder.

But Yaochen's fighting spirit whip tore through their chains at once, and charged straight at the three black-robed men.

Today, Yaochen's five-star Dou Sheng strength is not something they can compare with.

Of course, Yao Chen was also aware of the rules that five-star Dou Sheng couldn't strike at will, so he only used a small amount of strength this time, and didn't kill him.

Just trying to teach them a lesson.

But when the long whip was about to hit the three black-robed men, streaks of blood-colored vindictiveness erupted, blocking Yaochen's vindictive whip and preventing it from advancing.

"Yaochen, the abandoned son of the Yao clan can actually grow to this extent, it is really surprising."

The blood-colored battle qi was like a ferocious mouth, after swallowing the long whip of battle qi belonging to Yaochen in one gulp, the Blood River Saint from the Hall of Souls slowly emerged from the sea of ​​blood-colored battle qi.

The aura emanating from his body is actually more terrifying than Yaochen!
Six-star fighting saint, this is the current strength of the blood river saint!

"Xiao Yan, don't think that you can be saved by just Yao Chen." The Blood River Saint looked at Xiao Yan who was behind Yao Chen with a sinister smile, "My lord wants your life, it's just a thought That's all."

"However, I advise you not to be so desperate and challenge our bottom line again and again. After all, we are very busy and have no time to play house with you."

The moment the Blood River Saint appeared, a fairy figure in white also stood behind the man in black.

The little fairy doctor also came here.

Her strength, now boosted by Hun Tianchen, has reached the peak of Seven Star Fighting Saints.

Only one step away, you can enter the Eight-Star Fighting Saint.

(End of this chapter)