Fighting the Supreme Realm

Xiao Yan then turned his head, turned over the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler in his hand, inserted it into the ground, held the handle of the ruler with one hand, and looked quietly at the direction where the sound of shouting came from.

"Boy, you are so brave!" A figure shot out quickly and landed in front of Xiao Yan with a 'bang' sound. He shouted like thunder on the ground. The powerful sound wave was no less than the full blow of Dou Emperor in the early five-star period. The rising whirlwind blew the broken branches and leaves around Xiao Yan into the air and then suddenly exploded into pieces, turning into flying dust.

Xiao Yan's clothes were pressed tightly against his body by the wind, and even the black hair on his head broke free from the shackles of the hairpin and stretched straight back, as if it was about to break away from his scalp and fly away with the wind.

Xiao Yan used his strength to grasp the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler tightly, but his body, which was not that tall, still stood quietly on the spot, motionless. But there was an uproar in his heart. After all, the Yao clan was once a famous clan. Just looking at the power of the clan leader's roar, his strength was unfathomable.

"Hey, this kid is just a late four-star Dou Emperor. He can actually resist my roar. He really has some skills!" The Yao Clan leader was also slightly shocked. He glanced at the people pouring water all over the floor, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yan again. There was something cold about his body.

Although these people are only the outermost force of the Medicine Clan and cannot even compete with the core, they are still members of the Medicine Clan no matter what. This kid actually dared to injure these people at the gate of the Yao Clan's territory. Where is the Yao Clan's face? As the leader of the Medicine Clan, his eyes were only cold, but he was already very polite to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan also raised his head and looked at the Yao Clan leader in front of him.

He was dressed in dark green clothes with a faint scent of medicine. His face was a little pale but not angry. His blue eyes were slightly sunken and his pupils were unfathomable, like an endless night that made people look at each other. The space seemed to sink involuntarily.

But what confuses Xiao Yan the most is a weapon-like object held in the hands of the Yao Clan leader. The object is more than two meters long, blue-gray in color, and has some knots on it. It looks like a stick but not a stick, as if it was picked from a tree. An ordinary branch in the mountain. Xiao Yan didn't know whether it was a weapon or a cane.

The autumn wind picked up again, and the eyes of the Yao Clan leader became colder and colder as Xiao Yan remained silent. The coldness seemed to make the air around him a little thicker.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shuddered and woke up. He had to bow his head to ask for help. He stepped forward, cupped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Xiao Yan is paying homage to the Yao Clan's clan leader. There are some misunderstandings about this matter. Please let the clan leader take a closer look!"

"What a greeting! What a misunderstanding!" The leader of the Yao Clan said coldly, his voice as harsh as grindstone, "Showing wild things at the door of my Yao Clan, hurting my people, and destroying my territory, this is what you call a greeting and a meeting." Misunderstand?"

The tone of the leader of the Medicine Clan became even more sinister: "No one in the tens of thousands of years has dared to be so presumptuous towards our Medicine Clan! If you tell me the forces behind you that are instigating you, maybe you still have a glimmer of hope, otherwise I will definitely let you have the heart-gnawing experience of thousands of ants, The pain of refining bones with a thousand cauldrons.”

The leader of the Ganqing Yao Clan believed that Xiao Yan was ordered by the forces behind him to come here to provoke him, so he was afraid and did not take action directly, otherwise Xiao Yan might have been slapped to death by him.

As soon as he thought about this, Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. But then again, it is indeed unbelievable that a four-star late-stage Dou Emperor can fight dozens of four-star and five-star Dou Emperors. It is no wonder that the leader of the Yao Clan thinks so.