Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

"Afraid?" Zhibai glanced at Xiao Yan blankly, as if he wanted to open his mouth and say something to express his emotions.

But after taking a look at the seven powerful Fighting Saints around him, he still chose to hold back these words.

But when he looked at Xiao Yan in front of him, he didn't know what to say.

He could never have imagined that Xiao Yan, who was so mediocre by his side in the past, would actually be a being that could make even the strongest fighting saints bow to him. Such a being was something he could never dream of in the past.

However, reality is sometimes so dreamy and bizarre. In the blink of an eye, the friend he used to drink and fight with became a peerless strong man who even the fighting saints would respect with respect.

As for the seven Fighting Saints around Zhibai, they were completely different from Xiao Yan. There was a look of shock in their eyes, especially the Xiao Clan Fighting Saint. He knew the strength of the Demon Fighting Saint best and knew that the opponent was afraid of them. It has at least reached the strength of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint.

But the emperor killed the opponent forcefully.

"Your Highness, what is the strength of the Demon Saint?"

The fighting saint of the Xiao clan couldn't help but ask.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly and said with a smile on his lips: "From now on, there is only one Eight-Star Demon Saint left in this Dou Qi Continent."

The moment these words were spoken, the expressions of the seven fighting saints present turned to stone, and they looked at Xiao Yan dumbfounded.

How could they not understand what Xiao Yan meant? The Demon Saint who attacked them just now turned out to be an Eight-Star Demon Saint.

Such an existence can definitely wipe them all out with one blow.

This made these fighting saint warriors break out in cold sweat, but at the same time they looked at Xiao Yan with incredulous eyes.

This was an eight-star demon saint, but Xiao Yan killed the opponent forcefully. What a terrifying strength this was.

"How much strength has His Royal Highness reached now?"

These Dou Sheng masters secretly speculated in their hearts, but they did not dare to ask Xiao Yan. Instead, they became more respectful and courteous, and did not dare to speak loudly.

Only Zhibai, who was standing in the middle of them, was still confused. He didn't know why, because he didn't know how many eight-star demon saints there were in the evil tribe outside the territory, and he didn't know what Xiao Yan meant. But from the corner of his eye, he After scanning the faces of many fighting saints, he understood the meaning of Xiao Yan's words.

It means, Xiao Yan is awesome!
"Haha, everyone, this matter is settled, and you can go back."

Xiao Yan's eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell suddenly on the face of the ancestor of Wanjian Sect.

"Ancestor Wanjian."

Xiao Yan said suddenly.

"I'm here, what are your orders from His Highness the Emperor!"

The ancestor of Wanjian Sect looked at Xiao Yan obediently, Dou Qi Continent respected strength, and Xiao Yan's strength had reached the point where he could easily crush him to death, so he was naturally extremely respectful.

"The person next to you is a good friend of mine. He has always been obsessed with swordsmanship and wants to join your Wanjian Sect. You have to give me this face."

Xiao Yan looked at Patriarch Wanjian with a smile, but it almost made him break out in a cold sweat. He looked at Zhibai with eyes that instantly looked like his own son.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, this little friend will be the direct disciple of my Wanjian Sect from now on. I will personally train him and let him achieve success in the way of swordsmanship."

Ancestor Wan Jian said quickly, but Zhibai couldn't help but tremble slightly.

My dream came true at this moment, and all of this was just because of Xiao Yan's words.

"Brother Rock Owl"

Zhibai opened his mouth, making the fighting saints couldn't help but twitch their eyes.

"Haha, brother Zhibai, let's stop here for the time being. During these six months in Cangwu City, it will be a pleasure to have you by your side."

Xiao Yan flicked his finger, and a jade box flew out and fell into Zhibai's hands.

"The traces of the evil tribe outside the territory can be regarded as found by you, so these eighth-grade peak elixirs will naturally belong to you."

"You, you, you are"

The moment the jade box fell into Zhibai's hands, Zhibai suddenly looked up at Xiao Yan. At this moment, he finally understood who Xiao Yan was.

It turned out that he was the great magical person who issued the bounty order. In the past six months, he had been chatting with such a being, and even often teased him.

"Purple Gold Saint, the Purple Fire Sect Master is so bold. He only wants to snatch this credit. He actually wants to silence my two brothers. You should watch and punish him."

Xiao Yan smiled faintly, but the pressure was directly placed on the Purple Gold Saint.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will punish this blind thing severely."

The Purple Gold Saint nodded obediently.

"Severe punishment will be severe, but don't kill him directly, otherwise it will affect everyone's enthusiasm for searching for evil races outside the territory."

Xiao Yan glanced at the Purple Gold Sage, and finally slightly arched his hands towards Zhibai.

"Brother Zhibai, everyone, I will take my leave now. As the saying goes, green mountains will never change and green waters will flow forever. We are destined to meet again."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared between heaven and earth.

After Xiao Yan left, the seven fighting saints looked at each other one after another, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes, but immediately, they all looked at Zhibai who was surrounded by them in the center.

"Seniors, do you have any questions?"

Being looked around by many fighting saints, cold sweat broke out on Zhibai's face almost instantly. Being stared at by so many top bosses who may not have been seen in legends in the past would make anyone else extremely nervous.

"Haha, no problem, of course no problem. Little friend Zhibai is really lucky to be able to form such a good relationship with His Royal Highness."

Several Dou Sage experts had kind smiles on their faces. If Zhibai was just a little Dou King, they probably wouldn't even bother to take a look. After all, all the gatekeepers at home must have Dou Sect at least. Strength.

But when Zhibai and Xiao Yan had such a friendship, then Zhibai was completely different. With a relationship with the Emperor's Highness, even the strongest Dou Sheng would give him three points.

After all, if Zhibai was touched, it would be a slap in Xiao Yan's face.

Didn't you see that the Emperor's Highness had just killed an Eight-Star Demon Saint? With such terrifying strength, squeezing them to death was like squeezing a mouse to death.

Thinking of this, except for the Fighting Saint of the Xiao clan, the other strong Fighting Saints from the Southeast Continent looked at Ancestor Wanjian with envy.

Who doesn't know that if Patriarch Wan Jian takes this Zhibai into his sect, he will have some relationship with Xiao Yan. Even if the relationship is not deep, it will still have a slight connection.

Just such a connection can save Wan Jian Sect's life in a moment of crisis. What's more, with Xiao Yan's connection, who in the Dou Qi Continent will dare to touch Wan Jian Sect in the future.

This Zhibai is simply a protective talisman.

"Little friend Zhibai, I wonder if you are interested in the Purple Gold Mysterious Technique of my Purple Gold Mountain. If you are willing to worship me in the Purple Gold Mountain, I can teach you this heaven-level technique." The master of the Purple Gold Mountain suddenly said. road.

"Hey, little friend Zhibai, I think your qualifications are more suitable for our Jiu Jue Sect. Our Jiu Jue Sect also has the Nine Jue Divine Techniques, as well as heaven-level martial arts and fighting skills."

"Little friend Zhibai."

A group of fighting saints began to chatter, but the fighting saint of the Xiao clan was watching the fun with a smile.

Naturally, he didn't need to win over Zhi Bai, because he and Xiao Yan were already a family.

"Enough!"

A sudden loud shout interrupted everyone's shouting. Ancestor Wan Jian looked at the group of people with a pale face, and then turned his eyes to Zhibai's face.

"Little friend Zhibai, our Wanjian Sect naturally also has heaven-level fighting skills. Since you are interested in swordsmanship, I can teach you swordsmanship personally. When it comes to swordsmanship, I am not comparable to these rotten fish and shrimps."

"Tch, isn't it just to teach you personally? Little friend Zhibai, if you worship in the Purple Mountain, our Purple Mountain will train you according to the resources provided by the Supreme Elder, and I can personally teach you and ensure that you become a Dou Zun."

A group of fighting saints began to snatch it up again.

Looking at this scene, Zhibai felt infinite emotion in his heart.

"It turns out that the unattainable Dou Sheng strongman will also have an uncontrollable quarrel because of these things."

When the mysterious and majestic veil of these peak powerhouses was removed, they turned out to be just like ordinary people in the city.

"All this is not because of how good my qualifications are, but just because I am Yan Xiao's friend."

Zhibai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Thank you, Yan Xiao, no, it should be Xiao Yan!"

Immediately, he raised his head with firm eyes.

"Seniors, you don't need to argue anymore. I have been most interested in swordsmanship since I was a child. It has been my dream since I was 15 to be able to enter the Wanjian Sect. Not to mention that the ancestor of Wanjian offered me such a generous salary. The condition is that if you just teach me a set of swordsmanship, I will only choose the Wanjian Sect."

Hearing his words, Patriarch Wan Jian's originally blushing face instantly revealed a smile, and when he looked at Zhibai, his eyes were no longer filled with pure interests, but with more... A pleasing meal.

When learning kendo, aptitude and talent are of course very important, but if you don't have the determination to move forward in kendo, you won't be able to achieve any great achievements in the end.

Zhibai has such a character, as long as there is sufficient resource supply, at least before the battle of saints, he will not encounter any insurmountable bottlenecks.

As for Dou Sheng, it cannot be achieved simply by relying on talent or perseverance.

After Zhibai said these words, the Dou Sheng warriors who were still quarreling all fell silent.

"I didn't realize that you are so dedicated to the way of the sword."

The Purple Gold Saint couldn't help but smile, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes when he looked at the little guy.

"Haha, with this kind of character, it's no wonder that I can become a friend of His Highness the Emperor."

The leader of the Jiujue Sect on the side couldn't help but laugh.

They originally fought for Zhibai because they only valued the relationship between this boy and Xiao Yan. Otherwise, how could a little fighting king have the right to be valued so much by them.

And when they saw Zhibai's firm thoughts, a look of recognition appeared deep in their eyes.

If you want to accomplish something, talent, luck, and opportunity are all indispensable. But without a firm heart, no matter how good the conditions are, it is impossible to achieve anything. Only with a firm heart can you have success. The rest is possible.

"Since we know that little friend Bai is so persistent, we can't force you. However, if you are willing to come in the future, we will still welcome you."

Several fighting saints smiled and said a few polite words, and then disappeared from the place with a wave of space fluctuations.

"From today on, you are the direct disciple of my Wanjian Sect. From now on, I will personally teach you swordsmanship, but you have to bear the hardships involved."

Seeing the departure of many powerful fighting saints, Ancestor Wan Jian looked at Zhibai with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, ancestor, I will do my best!"

Zhibai nodded quickly.

"Well, in that case, then you can come back to Wanjian Sect with me."

Ancestor Wan Jian smiled slightly, grabbed Zhibai's shoulder and waved his hand, then turned into a sharp sword energy and broke through the space.

Feeling the terrifying sword energy that could tear the world apart, Zhibai's eyes became brighter and brighter, and infinite yearning arose in his heart.

In less than a day, he got what he had dreamed of, and was even able to let the Wan Jian Ancestor of the Wan Jian Sect teach him personally. This kind of thing was something he could never dream of.

And all of this was just because he was friends with that person.

"Xiao Yan, thank you!"

Zhibai thought to himself again.

But after everyone left the place, Xiao Yan's figure appeared again, with a look of understanding in his eyes again.

I really didn't expect that these high-ranking fighting saints in the past would bargain like businessmen just because of my relationship.

But think about it from another angle, even those who are at the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint will take advantage of the opportunity to become the Fighting Emperor.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth.

When the strong take off the veil of power and strength and fight for an important thing, they are not much different from ordinary creatures.

In the final analysis, a strong person is also a life, and even a strong person like Dou Di cannot exceed the scope of life.

Xiao Yan had a smile on his lips, and then disappeared again.

In the main hall of Purple Mountain, the leader of the Purple Fire Sect was sitting in a side hall drinking tea, with a proud look on his lips.

"Once the two-star demon saint is killed, I will get an eighth-grade peak elixir. At that time, I can also use this eighth-grade peak elixir to become a Dou Zun strongman and enter the ranks of the top strong men in the Dou Qi Continent. .”

The master of the Purple Fire Sect had unlimited expectations for the future, but there was a sudden movement of stars in front of him, and then he saw the Purple Gold Sage appearing in front of him.

Beside him, there were two powerful warriors standing respectfully.

"Throw this blind thing to me to mine in the Purple Mountains for ten years."

The Purple Gold Saint said indifferently. (End of chapter)