Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 12 Revenge
It's been 1000 years, do you know how I have lived these 1000 years?
Above the night sky, Void Swallowing Flame stood in the air, his eyes were empty, and pitch-black flames gushed out from his body, forming a fireball with a diameter of thousands of feet to shine on the night sky of Heixiao Realm.

In the night of 1000 years, in addition to standing guard every day, I still stood guard.

"Emperor Huntian, I miss you so much, I really miss the days when I was domineering in the soul clan." Thinking about it, Wu Wu Tunyan couldn't help leaving two drops of black flames on his numb face.

The two drops of flame fell naturally, and when they were about to hit the ground, they were sucked back by the Void Swallowing Flame.

"Hehe, I don't even dare to destroy flowers and plants now." Nothing could help showing a trace of sadness on his face.

Xiao Yan, who left the Valley of Different Fires, naturally did not know what Wuwu Tunyan was feeling at the moment. If he knew, he might write some biographies for him on a whim one day in the future.

For example, "The 1000 Years I Have Been an Ox and a Horse in the Xiao Clan"

"The Stories That Nothingness Swallows Flame and Jinglian Yaohuo Have to Tell"

Of course, what he wants to do most now is to quickly practice "Red Refined Flame Demon Physique" to a small success, and then he can go out to find beautiful women, no, it's a strange fire.

On a huge boulder in the back mountain, Xiao Yan's upper body was naked, wisps of blue flames pierced through his body back and forth, continuously tempering his flesh and bones.

He has been practicing quietly for a week since he acquired this high-level earth-level fighting skill.

This is also the character formed by the rich society in the previous life. Xiao Yan usually seems to be lazy and idle, but once he decides to do something, he will strive to be perfect.

Either don't do it, or do it absolutely, simply and neatly, and never sloppy.

On the other side only a few hills away from Xiao Lin's lineage, Xiao Jiande sat on a chair with a grim expression.

It had been nearly ten days since his leg was broken by Xiao Yan.

Under the recuperation of the elixir, Xiao Jiande's injury has long been healed, but he still can't forget that young man's condescending eyes and the pain it caused him.

"Xiao Yan." When Xiao Jiande thought of this name, his back molars were almost crushed with hatred.

After some inquiries these days, he found out that this young man named Xiao Yan was not only the grandson of the next door Xiao Lin's lineage master, but also a peerless genius.

The 15-year-old Jiuxing Douhuang is no exaggeration among his peers. What's even more exasperating is that he also has a Dousheng grandfather.

As for the news about Xiao Yan's becoming the emperor's son, most of the fighting saints are qualified to know.

Although the middle and lower classes of the Xiao clan knew that a new emperor had been established in the clan, they didn't know who this person was.

Most of them thought it was an amazingly talented fighter according to the usual practice.

Xiao Jiande once sought out a few clan elders who had already become Dou Zong to avenge him, but these people shook their heads directly when they heard Xiao Yan's name.

Are you kidding me, to offend a talented rising star with a deep background for a playboy?

But anyone with a brain knows what to do.

Compared with Xiao Yan's painful blow to himself, the jealousy of Xiao Yan made Xiao Jiande resent Xiao Yan even more.

"Xiao Yan! You are right, I really dare not take revenge on you directly, I don't even dare to take revenge on Xiao Yu directly, but don't you have any friends?"

"Hehe, I can't take revenge on you, so I can take revenge on your friends, those lowly ethnic people! If I can't beat you, can't I be disgusted with you?"

"It's a big deal. I just hide at home and don't come out. Even if your grandfather is a Dou Sheng, he can't break the family rules and forcefully take revenge on me." Xiao Jiande showed a sinister and sickly smile on his face.

The sun and the moon alternated, and I don't know if Wuwu Tunyan and Jinglian Yaohuo have been fighting recently. On the boulder, Xiao Yan's eyes have been closed tightly.

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and a male lion condensed by blue flames faintly flickered in the dark pupils.

"It's the last step." Xiao Yan lightly touched the ring with his fingers, and two jade bottles appeared in front of him.

He first opened a small bottle and poured the fiery red liquid into his mouth.

This is a treasure called Shiyan Body Refining Pulp, which is accompanied by the different fire 'Volcano Stone Flame', so the value of such a small bottle of Stone Flame Body Refining Pulp will not be lower than a seventh-rank high-grade pill .

After that, Xiao Yan poured out the dark blue liquid from a jade bottle and smeared it on his body.

This is a kind of body-quenching spirit liquid that mother Yaoxian made with the blood essence of the eighth-rank monster Qingyi Tianyaoshi and various medicinal materials, and it also belongs to the ranks of seventh-rank pills.

In order to get the blood essence of the old lion, Xiao Yan almost broke his lips. Finally, he impresses the old lion with the condition of borrowing "Jinglian Yaosheng Fengliulu", and gets three drops of blood essence.

Accompanied by the entry of Shiyan Body Refining Pulp, a wave of fire rose from Xiao Yan's body, and immediately after, Xiao Yan felt waves of terrifying fire-attribute energy spreading in his body.

This energy quickly entered the blood, and then flowed through the limbs along the blood.

"So hot!"

Xiao Yan felt as if his whole body was on fire, a terrifying scorching heat made his whole body red, like steamed prawns.

This was not over yet, the dark blue liquid on the surface of his body began to slowly enter Xiao Yan's body along the pores.

Gulu Gulu, the dark blue energy and the fiery red energy quickly met, and then condensed into a series of blue-red energy.

These energies seemed ordinary, but once they were integrated into Xiao Yan's flesh and bones, they began to be tempered terrifyingly.

"Damn it!" Xiao Yan's originally calm state was instantly broken, his whole body was blue and red, and the blood vessels that were usually not obvious seemed to burst at any moment.

Xiao Yan let out a beast-like growl from his throat, and then mobilized his original beast fire, green lion and demon flame, and carefully refined those energies into his body.

Accompanied by the tempering of the green lion demon flame, the burning pain became even more terrifying.

"I can't take it anymore. The burning hell mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures is nothing more than that."

The blue veins on Xiao Yan's forehead were exposed, but immediately his face was ferocious, and there was a moving cruelty in his eyes.

"If you can't even bear this little bit of suffering, why are you talking about devouring different fires!"

"Hehe, in the previous life, I was able to create a world of my own from scratch. In this life, I have such good resources. If I waste it, I will really feel sorry for myself!"

Xiao Yan suddenly smiled ferociously, and suddenly increased the firepower.

The terrifying tempering lasted for nearly an hour, and apart from the occasional growl from Xiao Yan's throat, there was no movement at all.

Only his bleeding gums could tell how much pain he was going through.

Others thought that this new genius of the Xiao clan was lazy by nature, but he was just gifted.

What they saw was only his playful and sneaky appearance, but few people had seen Xiao Yan's earnestness and madness when he was practicing in private.

This kind of madness is a kind of ruthlessness honed by Xiao Yan in the society for more than ten years in his previous life. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

Anyone who can fight all the way from the bottom, most of them have a decisive and ruthless personality.

In the end, the cyan flame gradually shrank, and finally retracted to the surface of Xiao Yan's body, leaving a cyan lion tattoo on his back.

In order to cultivate the Chilian flame body to a great success, it needs to temper the body with nine types of flames. Each type of flame is successfully tempered, and a tattoo that looks like the original flame will be left behind.

Condensing nine flame tattoos is a great achievement.

The higher the quality of the flame, the stronger the tempered body will be. Theoretically speaking, if the body is tempered with nine different fires, the body that has been trained to great success can even beat the Dou Sheng.

But this is only theoretical, after all, even the creator, the Lord Balrog, has never tried it.

"Huh!" Xiao Yan breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, feeling the terrifying power in his body, as if he could blow up the mountain behind him with a single punch.

However, he didn't try it. After all, it was his own mountain, and if it was broken, he would feel distressed and be scolded.

Feeling the terrifying power on his body, Xiao Yan stretched, but unexpectedly found that Xiao Yu was flying towards him.

"Little Yanzi, something has happened!" Xiao Yuqiao's face was cold, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)