Battle Through The Heavens: Rebirth of Emperor Yan

"Withered poison palm!"

The twisted old man moved and naturally came to Xiao Yan's body. The black and purple fighting spirit in his palm condensed rapidly, and the light in his old eyes flashed. One palm blasted at Xiao Yan's face.

Xiao Yan is not afraid of this. He is only a five-star and a half emperor. He killed all the crack cloud Wolves of the eight-star and a half emperor. What can he do to the ugly old man in front of him?

As soon as his palm turned over, Xiao Yan greeted him fiercely and roared with the old man's palm in front of him.

"Ancient imperial seal!"

The semi imperial strong, even the advanced fighting skills of this rank, now in their hands, also look very extraordinary and powerful!

When the two touch each other, heaven and earth tremble. Even at such a long distance, some of the monks with low strength still spit out a mouthful of blood against themselves.

As for those who are stronger, they can't help spilling a trace of blood from the corners of their mouths, and the whole person's face turns pale in an instant.

The half emperor strong man is indeed worthy of being the real strong man in Yuanwu mainland. Even if it is thousands of miles away, it is still like nothing in his eyes.

The two people clapped each other, and the fierce explosion spread from between them. The strong force made the void show small cracks, as if the whole void would collapse in an instant with another force.

"Eight pole collapse!"

"Poison finger!"

The two people just took a step back from each other. Xiao Yan and the old man in front of him moved again. Xiao Yan thought a little, and then the eight pole collapse unfolded. A record of flying legs swept towards the old man.

The old man was also unwilling to show weakness. His dry palm immediately clenched into a fist. With the power of heaven, he came fiercely to Xiao Yan's flying legs.

Although the old man looks ferocious and thin as firewood, which is worse than ordinary old people, his breath is full of a powerful bullying, which is not consistent with his physical appearance.

The old man's finger is not weak, but Xiao Yan's strike collapsed at level 8. How can it be bad.

Under the promotion of the eight pole collapse, Xiao Yan's physical strength has reached an extremely terrible situation. If he competes with the body alone, I'm afraid he will resist a semi imperial strongman with the same strength, and I'm afraid he won't fall into the disadvantage at all!

One finger and one leg are approaching rapidly with the horror of destroying heaven and earth.

The crumbling void, under such terrible strength, finally burst out and turned into an endless dark void.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yan's leg was pounded with that finger, but the old man's face changed first. Unexpectedly, the boy's body in front of him was so strong and unmatched. He couldn't bear the blow.

On the contrary, Xiao Yan's fierce fighting spirit between the two offset each other. Xiao Yan's fierce strength is highlighted. His strong physical strength makes him invincible. No matter how the old man in front of him is, he can't hurt Xiao Yan.

"Hum! Boy, don't want someone who has some strength to win me and fight with me. Strength alone is not enough!"

The old man suffered a loss, but he was not angry. Instead, he looked at Xiao Yan with a sneer and said.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan flashed a light at the bottom of his eyes, and a funny smile was also raised at the corners of his mouth. He also replied with a sneer:

"Then I don't know what you mean by that?"

For Xiao Yan's deliberately pretending to be a fool, the old man also has some warm anger in his heart. This boy, who is already in trouble, dares to ask such words, which really surprised him!

"Hum! You're arrogant. My kudu poison palm and that poison finger are the advanced and unique skills of tu'e Zong, a super force in the central region. Both of them are highly toxic. They want to increase, and their toxicity has doubled. Now you're highly toxic, and you dare to be so arrogant. You're really looking for death!"

Hearing what the old man said, Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Du erzong, a force in the middle region. Is this old man from the middle region?

"Oh? Du'e Zong still exists, but I don't know. Today's du'e Zong is still the original du'e Zong..."

Suddenly, the voice of Gu you's words with a little sigh came into Xiao Yan's heart, which made Xiao Yan's eyebrows pick again.

This du'e sect, how long has it existed, has made the bone Youdu sigh endlessly.

"Gu Lao, do you know this du'e Zong?"

Xiao Yan couldn't help asking about Gu you's sigh, and Gu you smiled faintly in his heart and replied to Xiao Yan:

"Du'e sect was founded 5000 years ago. Its founder is a strong person who has reached the source of the holy land, and his identity is like the little girl you met in Qingyang City. It is also a disaster poison!"

As soon as he said this, Xiao Yan's spirit was suddenly shocked, and his heart was full of surprise. The du'e sect was unexpectedly established by the disaster poison body!

Moreover, the most unbelievable thing is that the strength of the man who bears the poison of misfortune is so strong that he is in the great realm of source saint!

Yuansheng Dajing, that kind of strength, is the real top strength of the whole Yuanwu continent!

But in the twinkling of an eye, Xiao Yan frowned again, and he couldn't help but doubt that at the beginning, the little medical immortal was only at the level of fighting respect, and the misfortune poison body would be difficult to restrain. If he hadn't gathered the magic core of scorpion poisonous dragon and many other natural materials and earth treasures that day, I'm afraid it would be difficult to control!

But now, that ancient disaster poison body has reached the strength of the source holy land. How can Xiao Yan not doubt this gap.

"Don't think too much. The man's strength has indeed reached the realm of source saint, and the disaster poison in her body has never erupted..."

"Huh?"

If it doesn't break out, doesn't it mean that the man's disaster poison has not been fundamentally suppressed!

"Hey, she's not ordinary. Since her cultivation, every outbreak of misfortune poison has been forcibly suppressed by her, and it's still like that until the day she dies..."

Xiao Yan was surprised again when he heard the speech. This man is really a strange man. The perseverance of his faith is really unparalleled in the world!

When Xiao Yan wanted to ask again, the old man was shocked again. The purple and black fighting spirit between the palms gathered rapidly, and a palm hit Xiao Yan again.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan could not help wrinkling his brow, a cold hum from his nose, and a shock in his body. The fighting spirit between the palms surged up in an instant. His right palm suddenly shook into a fist, and one fist was a blow to the old man.