The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Mu Qingluan looked anxiously at the imminent situation on the court.

"Well, let Teacher think about it carefully."

Venerable Wind dragged out a long coda.

"is teacher."

Mu Qingluan said in a low voice with a wrinkled face.

In her opinion, Venerable Feng was probably embarrassed by this incident, but she could have already guessed it in the end, she just wanted to struggle a little bit.

"Hehe, the little guy told you to kidnap my good apprentice, let you suffer a little bit before I protect you."

Just facing Mu Qingluan, who was still full of awe, Venerable Feng immediately smiled when he turned around.

"He is the Xiao Yan who beheaded Tianleizi? Damn, he dared to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in front of the fat man. Fortunately, I saved a hand, and his identity information is all fake."

Meng Hu on the branch suddenly patted his chest gratefully with a shocked expression on his face.

At this time, Xiao Yan looked at the two majestic Fenglei Pavilion Sub-Cabinet Masters who were faintly locking him, on the surface they looked as stable as dogs, but actually panicked in his heart.

The reason why he stood up so confidently was because he believed that as long as he revealed Xiao Yan's name, Venerable Feng, who had a close relationship with Yao Lao, would definitely come forward to recognize him.

But who would have thought that this was different from what he thought, why Venerable Wind didn't show up yet!

The masters of these two branch pavilions are slightly higher than Fei Tian, ​​but they are both eight-star Douzong.No matter how good he was at fighting, he couldn't beat the combination of the two veteran powerhouses, and there were so many wind and thunder pavilion powerhouses watching covetously.

Until Xiao Yan looked at Venerable Feng and suddenly showed him a mysterious smile, which was exactly the same as the smile he had when he was about to cheat others, Xiao Yan's heart was instantly chilled.

"Xiao Yan, right? I think you are a two-star Dou Zong at a young age, and you are also a genius. Even Miss Feng's talent is not as good as yours. You should hurry up and catch it. I think the Venerable might take a fancy to your monstrous talent." If you love talents, you may not spare your life."

On the left side of Xiao Yan, a burly shirtless man stepped forward and said with a thunderous voice, he is the owner of the West Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion.

The remaining master of the South Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion remained silent and did not speak, obviously agreeing with the words of the shirtless man.

But would Xiao Yan be cowardly?

Life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it!

Xiao Yan, with his hands behind his back, glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "It's still too late for you to retreat now."

"Young man, so you are not going to surrender?"

Pavilion Master Xi shook his head full of pity.

"Hahahaha, surrender? What are you kidding!!"

After Xiao Yan laughed out loud, he kicked his right foot and turned into afterimages and shot towards Master Xi.

"Since Venerable Wind wants to see my strength, I will let you take a serious look today."

"Master Nan Pavilion, step back and let me test his fineness."

The master of the west pavilion spoke to the master of the south pavilion without panic.

The middle-aged man who had been silent all this time nodded silently again, and immediately stepped aside to sweep the formation for the Lord of the West Pavilion.

Both of them have the dignity of being veteran powerhouses, and they would not be able to do such a thing if they let their dignified eight-star Douzong team up to besiege a boy with two-star Douzong.

So what if Xiao Yan had beheaded Fei Tian, ​​son of Tianlei?

Do they really think that the people in Fenglei Pavilion are all cowards?Fuck it, let's fight first, if you can't fight...well, call someone later.

"Come on, mysterious boy."

A faint thunder sound resounded from the body of the West Pavilion Master.

"call out!"

"Da Ming Wang, fit together!"

With a low shout, a black figure suddenly changed its figure in the sight of the West Pavilion Master, and then punched the West Pavilion Master.

"Huh? That's it?!"

The pupils of Pavilion Master Xi shrank suddenly, and a pair of iron fists were placed on his chest like lightning.

"Oh!"

The burly Master of the West Pavilion was punched to the ground by the black shadow.

"Boom!"

The mountains shook for a while, and a huge depression appeared in the silver square paved by silver strange giant trees.

"What it is???"

The crowd watching the battle suddenly exclaimed.

I saw a fire phoenix about ten feet in size, surrounded by countless azure flames, quietly floating in the position where the owner of the West Pavilion was originally. Huge depression.

That soaring aura is the existence of an eight-star Douzong!

"Is that a different fire? A flame elf born from a different fire???"

Venerable Lei, who was originally sitting on a silver wooden chair on the high platform, suddenly changed color.

"Hehe, this kid is really good at tricks."