Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

"You haven't recovered yet, do you really want to risk your life regardless of the consequences? I'm here to help!" The gray-robed boy snorted coldly, his eyes cold.

Wei Yang seemed not to be in a hurry to take action anymore. Instead, he asked with curiosity: "What's the meaning of that cold black airflow on your body? When combined with the Qingming Cangyan, the power is not inferior to the same." There’s a level of strange fire.”

"Hehe, I'm not talented. The mere Nine Nether Cold Qi is incomparable to the Alien Fire. But, combined with Qingming Cangyan, it can barely compete with it." The gray-robed boy said with some pride.

"Nine Nether Cold Qi? Is it a rare thing from heaven and earth?" Wei Yang nodded clearly.

This is not surprising.

Although the strange fire is indeed unique, there are not only strange things in the world such as strange fire.

Things like the Ice Spirit Cold Spring, the Heavenly Cold Qi, and the Jiuyou Cold Qi currently used by the gray-robed boy, etc., also belong to the category of wonders of heaven and earth.

Like strange fires, their power also has high and low levels.

The low ones may be able to barely compete with the strange fires in a short time, while the high ones may not even be inferior to the different fires of the same level.

For example, something like the Ice Spirit Cold Spring is relatively ordinary and common. It is not very rare and rare, and its power is also relatively average.

As for Tianhanqi, it is obviously one level higher than the Ice Spirit Cold Spring, and it is also rarer. It is a rare thing from heaven and earth whose power is comparable to that of strange fire.

I remember that in the original work, Han Feng used Tianhan Qi to suppress or even severely injure the Fallen Heart Flame, which completely exploded and was almost uncontrollable. The power of the Fallen Heart Flame was greatly reduced, and it had to escape back to the underground magma world, where it was eventually picked up by Xiao Yan.

If it weren't for the cold weather energy brought out by Han Feng, which severely damaged the Fallen Heart Flame, it would not be that simple for Xiao Yan to conquer the Fallen Heart Flame.

And now the Jiuyou Cold Qi used by the gray-robed boy seems to be quite powerful. It was also very rare. At least, Wei Yang had never heard of its existence before.

…

Many thoughts passed through my mind quickly, but in fact, the outside world only passed for a moment.

Wei Yang looked at the gray-robed boy and shook his head, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "I haven't answered your question just yet. It's not that I want to fight you desperately, but that there is someone else."

"Huh?" The young man in gray robe was startled when he heard this, and seemed to have noticed something. He quickly turned to one side, looked back, and shouted: "Who is sneaking around, come out!"

Wei Yang also looked at it with a smile.

There, the originally peaceful void suddenly became distorted.

Immediately, a graceful and plump figure slowly emerged from it and stepped out.

A cold and pleasant voice slowly came from the stranger's mouth: "As you wish!"

The visitor was seen wearing a purple robe embroidered with gold patterns, with slender and straight legs, a plump and exquisite figure, and a peerless face. A pair of narrow lavender eyes contained a touch of nobility and majesty, and he glanced over.

Her eyes passed over the gray-robed boy and paused on Wei Yang. A beautiful smile suddenly appeared on his cold face, as if a glacier had melted. She bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Wei."

"You're here." Wei Yang smiled and nodded.

Here comes Medusa.

She came just in time. With her here, Wei Yang didn't have to work so hard. As a one-star Dou Huang, he just had to take care of himself.

And as a dignified sixth-grade alchemy master, it is really disrespectful to fight against others at every turn.

The boy in gray robe felt a little uneasy and asked Medusa coldly: "Who are you?"

"My king, Medusa." The smile on Medusa's face quickly faded, and she regained her arrogance as a queen, and replied calmly.

"Medusa?" The gray-robed boy took a deep breath.

He has naturally heard of this name.

The queen of the Snake Tribe is a person with a formidable reputation in several surrounding empires.

Unexpectedly, she also entered the Douzong.

He couldn't help but feel a haze in his mind.

Here comes another Douzong!

This Jia Ma Empire is so damn poisonous, right?

I'm just here to get a sixth-grade elixir recipe, so it's like poking a hornet's nest, right?

"Medusa, I don't remember when I provoked you."

The young man in gray robe frowned and said, "My coming to the Jia Ma Empire has nothing to do with your snake tribe, right? You want to stop me too?"

"It's true that you didn't provoke me, the Snake Tribe, and your coming to the Garma Empire has nothing to do with me." Medusa glanced at him lightly, "However, you took my things."

"Took your things?" The young man in gray robe was startled, then frowned and said, "Did you make a mistake? I have never seen you. When did I take your things?"

Regarding this question, Medusa seemed to be disdainful to answer at all. In the palm of her right hand, seven-colored light gradually emerged.

Immediately, the seven-colored light converged into a slender seven-colored snake sword.

"Mr. Wei, do you want to die or live?" Medusa raised her hand, pointed her sword at the gray-robed boy, and looked at Wei Yang and asked.

"Anything is fine," Wei Yang said nonchalantly.

"Okay." Medusa smiled and nodded.

"Medusa, you!" The young man in gray robe was suddenly shocked and angry.

Uh-huh!

However, what responded to him was a colorful sword light several feet long.

"Damn it, Medusa~" the gray-robed young man roared, and the blue-white flames on his body suddenly surged up with the support of Jiuyou's cold energy. He shot out a palm and smashed the attacking seven-color sword light into pieces.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Several more sword rays struck.

"Ah~" The young man in gray robe was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to be forced. His face was filled with aggrievedness, and he started fighting with Medusa inexplicably.

Wei Yang crossed his arms and looked on with a smile.

The internal martial arts principles began to operate silently and quickly, absorbing the energy of the surrounding world and the essence of the sunset, and restoring the previously consumed fighting energy.

It's a pity that it is already dusk, otherwise, his recovery speed will be faster.

…

boom! boom! boom!

In the void, explosions sounded from time to time, and terrifying energy aftermath spread from time to time.

The colorful rays of light and the blue-white flames collided continuously, causing ripples in the surrounding space.

This is a Dou Zong level battle.

Very intense.

Wei Yang crossed his arms and looked at it quietly.

In the field, the young man in gray robe was obviously at a disadvantage and could barely resist.

Even he before could not resist Medusa for too long, let alone now?

At this time.

Um?

Wei Yang turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the imperial capital.

There, on the horizon, a burly figure was rushing towards this side quickly, and beside the burly figure, there was a familiar light blue shadow.

It's one-horned and blue-scaled.

It seemed that they had already dealt with their opponents and rushed over immediately.

Wei Yang was completely relieved when Dujiao came over.

Dujiao is a six-star fighting sect!

Wei Yang looked farther away. On the other side of the sky beyond his field of vision, the faint fluctuations of the battle seemed to be gradually weakening.

Presumably, the battle on Xian'er's side is almost over.

After all, it was four against three, and they had an absolute advantage.

Uh-huh!

Soon, Dujiao and Qinglin came to Wei Yang's side.

"Master." Qinglin saw that Wei Yang's clothes and hair were a little messy, and the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he asked anxiously: "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's just that the consumption is a bit high." Wei Yang waved his hand and said casually.

Qing Lin was slightly relieved after hearing this, but he still checked carefully from left to right, up and down, and only felt relieved after making sure that he was not injured.

Immediately, Qing Lin ignored the battle not far away and began to carefully arrange Wei Yang's robes.

"We'll do it later after the fight is over," Wei Yang said.

"Oh." Qing Lin responded, but his hand movement did not stop and he continued to sort it out.

Wei Yang smiled when he saw this and let her go.

After taking a look at the young man in gray robe who was about to lose, Wei Yang asked casually: "Where is that Douzong?"

"I was eaten by the horn." Qinglin replied matter-of-factly.

"Uh." Wei Yang was speechless and glanced at Dujiao, who stood there like an iron tower with a dull expression.

A Douzong, just eat it now?

A waste of money, stuffing everything into your mouth.

Douzong's body is very valuable.

"Master, what's wrong?" Qinglin raised his head and asked doubtfully.

"It's okay, you did a good job." Wei Yang praised her and touched her head.

"Hehe." Qinglin suddenly smiled brightly, his eyes turning into crescent moons.

Wei Yang only felt a little pity and didn't care.

It's just the corpse of One Star Douzong, just eat it.

Anyway, it wasn’t wasted. Once it went into Dujiao’s belly, it was regarded as replenishing his body.

If Dujiao can shorten the time to enter the seven-star high-level Douzong because of this, he will still make a lot of money.