Douluo's Wanxiang Douluo

The rushing waterfall, smashing rocks angrily, filled with water vapor, shrouded the small valley.

In the open space under the waterfall, a boy with naked upper body was carrying a strange black giant sword on his back.

With a solemn expression, he dodged the attacks from the whizzing wooden stakes, and occasionally jumped and dodges, as agile as a monkey.

The slender and strong body looks quite elegant under the sunlight.

It has been nearly a month since Xiao Yan came to the small valley. Within this month, Xiao Yan spent most of his time on wooden piles.

For this reason, he had many bruises and scars on his body from being hit by wooden stakes.

Of course, there are rewards for your efforts. Xiao Yan is now able to dodge the simultaneous attacks of twelve wooden stakes.

This is already a lot of growth compared to the embarrassing ending of five wooden stakes a month ago.

On a boulder outside the wooden piles, Yao Lao sat cross-legged on it, squinting his eyes as he looked at the young man in the field who was constantly dodging nimbly between the twelve wooden piles, and nodded slightly.

The sleeve robe waved again, and the last three wooden stakes hanging in the air immediately branched out again, and then hit Xiao Yan fiercely and angrily.

The sudden attack immediately broke the balance between Xiao Yan and the twelve wooden stakes!

The small gap that could only be used at first was completely blocked by the newly added one at this moment.

His face was slightly solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the thirteen wooden stakes coming from all directions.

The next moment, the wooden stake quickly approached, and the strong wind pressure made Xiao Yan's breathing stagnant.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit surged wildly in his body, and he dodged the two oncoming wooden stakes with his weird tilt.

Before the arc of the dodge was completely suppressed, Xiao Yan suddenly stepped on the wooden stake with his toes.

His figure quickly floated to another wooden pile, his head tilted slightly to one side, and a huge wooden pile flew dangerously close to his ear.

After a month of adapting, Xiao Yan's evasion speed is far from what it was a month ago.

If Chen Xiuzai appeared behind him this time, Xiao Yan believed that he would be able to react instantly and distance himself from him!

However, "Teacher, did he really let us go so simply?"

Seeing Xiao Yan coming down from the stone platform, Yao Lao shook his head helplessly, "I'm afraid things are not that simple."

"If it's the same as I thought, he should have some kind of thing or ability that can copy the different fire."

"The reason why he let us go is probably because he wants us to collect strange fires for him, and he will enjoy the benefits."

When Xiao Yan heard Yao Lao's words, his face turned bitter immediately, "Then what should we do, teacher, are we going to give up the strange fire?"

Yao Lao pondered for a moment, "No, we still follow the original plan."

"If my predictions are correct, that Rang shouldn't let you die so easily. He still needs us to find a strange fire for him."

"It's the best proof that he didn't take my Bone Spirit Lenghuo, so the current situation is very likely that not only will he not kill you, but he will protect you instead."

Xiao Yan was shocked, "Protect me!"

"How could he protect me? I'm just a small fighter, and he's a big fighter. And he's got a different flame. I'm afraid he can't protect himself now."

Yao Lao shook his head, young man, he is still too young after all.

"Didn't you also hear that rumor before? The Blood Sand Sect was wiped out, and the murderer should be a Dou Huang powerhouse."

Xiao Yan didn't understand, "Teacher, but what does this have to do with that person, you don't want to say that the one who destroyed the Blood Sand Sect is that person!"

Yao Lao nodded, "I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with him. With his skill, he doesn't look like a great fighter at all. If he's a fighter, he probably won't be enough."

"I guess, he may have become like this for some reason, and now he is constantly recovering his strength."

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The Misty Cloud Sect, the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire.

The uninterrupted inheritance from generation to generation has allowed this ancient sect to stand on top of the Jia Ma Empire.

If it is not because of the sectarian canon, the power of the emperor cannot be seized.

I'm afraid that during the past few times when the imperial dynasty changed, the Yunlan Sect had completely controlled the entire Jia Ma Empire.

And it is precisely because of this that the royal family of each generation of the empire is extremely afraid of this behemoth that is so close at hand.

The Yunlan Sect was built on Yunlan Mountain.

On the other hand, Yunlan Mountain is only a few tens of miles away from the imperial capital, and the distance between the two is very close, like two giants confronting each other.

Today, an uninvited guest in a blood-colored robe came to the sky above the Misty Cloud Sect.

His black hair was fluttering in the wind, his eyes were full of murder, and the strong smell of blood was always spreading in the air.

At this time, everyone in the Blood Sand Sect who had been exterminated for a long time unexpectedly followed behind this man alive and well.

If anyone is familiar with the Blood Sand Sect, then you will find that the blood-colored robe worn by this man is the costume of the Blood Sand Sect's suzerain!

That's right, Chen Xiu killed all the high-level members of the Blood Sand Sect by himself, and successfully occupied the Blood Sand Sect by force!

Looking at the bloody flying wings fluttering behind, Chen Xiudao: "Is this the fighting spirit transformed into wings? It's so light, it doesn't feel very good."

On the side, the little fairy doctor in Chen Xiu's arms looked at him with a depressed face, what kind of monster is this man!

She witnessed the whole process of Chen Xiu destroying the family with her own eyes. At the beginning, he was just a big fighter, but as he killed more and more people, his fighting spirit rose like a rocket!

Up to now, Chen Xiu has reached the realm of one-star Douhuang.

He inherited the Blood Sand Sect, although there were only a group of rotten fish and shrimp left under him, but Chen Xiu didn't care.

Chen Xiu brought them here just to make use of waste, and I saw that the Misty Cloud Sect had already treated them seriously.

Yun Yun, the suzerain of the Misty Cloud Sect, was also present. She had something important to do, but because of Chen Xiu's appearance, she was forced to stay in the sect.

"Who is here, how dare you act presumptuously in the Misty Cloud Sect!!" a white-bearded old man beside Yun Yun shouted.

Chen Xiu waved her arms, and her blood-colored robe fluttered with the wind, "I am not talented, but I am the new suzerain of the Blood Sand Sect, and so is the ancestor of Minghe."

The old man next to Yun Yun gave a disdainful smile after hearing this, "What are you, how dare you forget to call yourself Patriarch, today I will let you know what is the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!"

"Mysterious-level low-level fighting skills, wind strangles!"

As soon as the words fell, two whirlwinds shot out from the old man's palms in an instant, and finally gathered together and shot at Chen Xiu!

The corners of Chen Xiu's mouth were cracked, "Is this a fighting skill? What a coincidence, I can do it too!"

"Mysterious-level intermediate fighting skills, blood palm print!"