Fight to break the sky

Listening to the old voice that sounded in the room, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man who had just rushed into the house slowly walked back out. At this time, at his neck, a slightly old-looking palm was like an eagle's claw, firmly locking the former's hand. throat.

Harang looked at the indifferent old man who appeared in front of him with a somewhat horrified expression. Although he was restrained because he was unprepared, when the man's palm locked his throat, Harang was horrified to find that there was something inside his body. The fighting spirit flowing rapidly seemed to be controlled, and it became a turtle and crawled up. No matter how hard he tried to stimulate it, the fighting spirit was still limp and without any strength.

At this point, no matter how stupid Harang was, he understood that the old man in front of him was not who he thought he was at all. He was only a little stronger than him...

Judging from the opponent's somewhat terrifying hand, this strength is at least two levels above his Harang level.

"Oh my god, this old guy's strength has obviously reached the point where his fighting spirit has transformed into wings. Why does he still come to ride on such a flying beast that is not very fast?" He wailed sadly in his heart, and Harang wriggled his throat with difficulty. , said in a hoarse voice: "Sir... we have no intention of offending you, we just want to ensure our safety..."

Yao Lao glanced at him indifferently, raised his right hand slightly, and a rouge jade bottle appeared in his hand. In the slightly transparent bottle, a blood-colored elixir the size of a dragon's eye could be vaguely rolled naughtily. With.

"You want it, right?" Raising the jade bottle in his hand, Yao Lao said with a faint smile.

Looking at Harang, who was easily subdued by Yao Lao and unable to fight back, the other three middle-aged people also had horrified expressions on their faces. They stepped back a few steps in fear, and then began to feel uneasy in their hearts. Greed gradually faded away. After exiting their minds, they realized how stupid this move was.

"Haha...haha, sir, you are joking. How dare we take your idea? If we weren't afraid that the previous energy fluctuation would cause some obstacles to the flight route, we would definitely not bother you." Harangyan He took a sip of saliva, rolled his eyes, and laughed dryly.

"That's not what you said before..." Xiao Yan came to the door, leaned against the wooden wall, glanced at Harang sternly, and said jokingly.

"Haha... I was joking before." Harang smiled dryly, lowered his head slightly, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, his sleeves hung slightly, and a small packet of black powder slipped from the sleeves into the palm of his hand. .

"I don't want to kill anyone, but you are looking for death, so let's forget it..." Just when the powder in Harang's hand was about to spill out, Yao Lao sighed slightly and shook his head, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and grabbed the latter's neck. On the palm of his hand, white flames suddenly burst out.

"ah!"

As soon as the forest white flames came into contact with Harang's skin, the severe pain made his eyes suddenly widen, and his body was as tight as a spring. With a shrill scream, his whole body was shocked in just a few seconds. , turned out to be completely swallowed up by the forest white flames.

"hiss…"

Looking at Harang, who turned into a pile of black ashes in just a blink of an eye, several people present, including Xiao Yan, couldn't help but take a breath.

"Is this the power of strange fire?"

Looking at this scene with some shock, Xiao Yan felt as if his heart was shaking. Although Yao Lao had killed someone once with strange fire in Wutan City, Liu Xi at that time was only a fighter, so Xiao Yan's feelings were not extremely profound, but now, the person in front of him who only lasted a few seconds in the strange fire was a real great fighting master!

"The strange fire... No wonder so many people are trying desperately to get it. This kind of power... tsk tsk, it's really tempting." Sighing and shaking his head, Xiao Yan had to admit that after seeing this After receiving the power of the strange fire, the desire in my heart to obtain it has now become more intense.

Glancing at the ashes on the ground indifferently, Yao Lao waved his sleeves and robe, and a breeze blew by, blowing them clean. He threw the jade bottle in his hand towards Xiao Yan, and then clapped his hands lightly.

Carefully taking the jade bottle containing the Blood Lotus Pill, Xiao Yan gently put it into the ring. He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and glanced at the three middle-aged people with pale faces maliciously. , smiled and asked: "Teacher, how do they deal with it?"

"Since they can have the determination to grab medicine and kill people, they naturally know what price they should pay if they fail." Yao Lao said lightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the three of them, turned his palms, and the forest white flames rose again. Burning: "Jump down by yourself?"

Listening to Yao Lao's plain words, the three of them suddenly trembled. They looked down at the ground that was at least a thousand meters away with fear on their faces, and their heels kept shaking.

Xiao Yan hugged his arms and looked coldly at the three people who were trapped in fear and despair. He didn't have much sympathy in his heart. He knew that if the current situation of the two parties were changed, then these people would definitely be indifferent. He killed the two of them without mercy. Since no one else had any mercy, Xiao Yan could face them after temporarily obliterating these emotions!

Without looking up at the fearful expressions of the three of them, Yao Lao slowly moved his fingers, and wisps of pale white flames continued to rise and dissipate in his palms...

The dull atmosphere lasted for a while. The middle-aged man, who was only a first-grade alchemist, finally couldn't bear the oppression of this atmosphere. With a suppressed roar, fighting spirit quickly enveloped his body, and then faced him with a fierce look. Xiao Yan rushed in. It seemed that he had not completely lost his mind and knew to choose the softest persimmon to pinch.

After the middle-aged man took the offensive and resisted, another second-grade alchemist suddenly took out a long sword from the Najie, then shouted loudly, and surrounded Xiao Yan with a fierce look on his face. He knew in his heart that as long as he captured Xiao Yan alive and used him as a hostage, his life today would be saved!

Ignoring the two people who came to attack him, Yao Lao remained silent for a while, then flicked his fingers, and a wisp of white flame flew out from his palm. Finally, like an arrow, it pierced through the first-grade alchemist like lightning. His body was instantly burned to ashes.

He killed a first-grade alchemist like a chicken. Yao Lao was just about to move his fingers towards the second-grade alchemist who was rushing towards him again, but a slight muffled sound made his fingers suddenly freeze. , the old eyebrow raised, and then raised his head with interest.

"puff…"

At this time, the second-grade alchemist who was shooting towards Xiao Yan suddenly stiffened on the spot, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth, he slowly lowered his head, and a piece of blood was stained The cold sword blade dripping with dazzling blood was coming out of the chest.

"You..." Turning his head with difficulty, the second-grade alchemist stared at the companion who suddenly attacked him, and said in a hoarse voice: "You... will also die here, you will never... escape, he , I won’t let you go!”

Hearing this, the second-grade alchemist with a somewhat crazy expression stabbed deeply with the long sword in his hand again, and then suddenly pulled it out. Blood spurted out and splashed all over his body.

Looking at his companion whose body was gradually falling limp, the second-grade alchemist took a deep breath and suddenly turned to the Yao Lao and shouted: "Sir, I am willing to follow you! I just ask you to let me go. A way out!"

Xiao Yan quietly looked at the somewhat cruel counter-killing in the nest that appeared in front of him, and after a while, he let out a sigh of relief.

"This is the sinister nature of human nature. When facing a desperate situation in the future, don't hand your back to someone you don't trust, because maybe an unexpected sword will stab you in the chest..." Ignore that. A second-grade alchemist with a flattering face, Yao Lao turned his head and stared at Xiao Yan, and said calmly.

His fists tightened slightly, and Xiao Yan nodded slightly. Seeing this scene vividly before his eyes made him understand a lot...

"You can deal with this man how you want. I don't need this kind of entourage." Turning around slowly, Yao Lao walked into the house, leaving Xiao Yan with a light word.

Nodding, Xiao Yan took a breath, and a slightly chilling smile appeared on his face.

After walking into the house for a moment, Yao Lao heard a dull sound outside the door, nodded slightly, flicked his fingers, and the pale white flame rising from his fingertips gradually dissipated.

"Crunch."

Xiao Yan pushed the door open and walked in. At this time, his body smelled slightly of blood. When Yao Lao looked over, Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "If you stay with that kind of person, you may never know when he will be given to you." He stabbed him over, so I kicked him off."

"Yes." He nodded casually, Yao Lao looked through the window at the golden patch of land in the distance, and said with a smile: "The Tagore Desert is almost here, let's go... we will spend the rest of the journey. Fly there by yourself, so as not to cause unnecessary commotion and delay due to the disappearance of the four alchemists when the birds land."

After saying that, Yao Lao's body swayed slightly, turning into a ray of light, and got into the ring on Xiao Yan's finger. At the same time, Ziyun Yi, who was close to Xiao Yan's back, also shouted, Stretched out.

After slightly fanning Ziyunyi behind his back, Xiao Yan opened the window and jumped down.

The violent sound of wind blew rapidly by his ears. Xiao Yan flapped his wings, and the purple fighting spirit gradually covered his body. He raised his head and looked at the flying bird monster not far away that was flapping its huge wings. He smiled faintly and paused slightly. After a moment, the speed suddenly increased and turned into a purple stream of light, quickly surpassing the flying bird monster...

In the distant sky, a purple stream of light, like chasing stars and chasing the moon, instantly crossed the sky and flew towards the loess city standing in a golden desert.

The violent city was getting closer and closer, and waves of heat were coming towards him. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the almost invisible golden zone. Xiao Yan breathed out softly: "The last place of cultivation, Tagor University. The desert has finally arrived!"