Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 777: A Sword Burning the Sky

"It's you—? It's you?! The little bastard of the Xiao clan!"

From the perspective of the insect dragon, what he saw was a sea of ​​fire that was burning all the demonic energy rushing towards him from that moment on, forcing him to not move forward at all.

A young man in black tights stepped into the air and gently caught Yao Wan who was flying backwards. At this moment, the endless sea of ​​fire seemed to have entered a particularly docile state in an instant, surrounding the two people in the sea of ​​fire.

It was called a sea of ​​fire. The insect dragon scratched its head outside the sea of ​​fire but could not move forward. The countless brilliant burning flames here brought him an unprecedented strong threat, which was even enough to threaten his new life.

The sea of ​​fire in front of him was actually a fire lotus that had been magnified countless times. The countless tongues of fire that gushed out turned into lotus petals, blooming from the heart of the lotus, and then slowly falling down, returning to the surging heart of the lotus.

The huge and surging fire lotus isolated everything from the outside world. The harsh roar of the North Dragon King could not reach this place at all. The original darkness and coldness also slowly dissipated, just like winter leaving and spring coming.

A familiar voice that she would never forget came to her ears. Yao Wan took a deep breath and then raised her eyes in surprise.

But then he happened to meet those dark red eyes that had looked at him countless times, and was stunned for a moment.

The warm flames enveloped her for a moment, dispelling all the evil and coldness in the room and relaxing her nerves at the same time.

The corners of Yao Wan's mouth twitched slightly involuntarily, and an inexplicable emotion began to brew in her heart, forming a feeling that was difficult to describe for a moment.

"Silly, do you have to come at this time?"

Yao Wan gently stroked Xiao Yan's face with trembling fingertips. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"-Shh."

Xiao Yan knew that if he were to explain this, it would probably take a long time.

A pill appeared in his hand, which he gently stuffed into Yao Wan's mouth. It melted in the mouth and turned into a particularly gentle warm current that flowed through Yao Wan's limbs and bones, temporarily stabilizing his injuries.

At the same time, Xiao Yan did not favor one over the other, and a pure medicinal scent flew into Yao Wan's sleeves.

"Leave this to me first—"

But no matter how you look at it, it's obviously not the right time to chat and explain.

At the same time, Yao Wan's gaze immediately fell back on the three-headed insect dragon in front of him that was in shock.

Yao Wan couldn't help but gently pull Yao Wan's sleeve.
"There are still many things that cannot be explained between this guy and the Soul Devouring Clan. We can't just let him go like this—"

"I know, don't worry."

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked at the North Dragon King, whose posture had undergone a huge change.

Wisps of flame burned in those dark red eyes, reflecting the three-headed insect dragon that was gradually twisting under the high temperature, and his gaze became particularly cold.

"It seems that the sword Zi Yan gave you didn't teach you a lesson."

Xiao Yan naturally had nothing to say about this evil creature that had completely transformed into a Soul-Devouring Clan.

He was allowed to escape on Donglong Island, causing Zi Yan to be unable to rest completely at ease until now. Now he is causing trouble again in this southernmost region, how can she let him go?

“How dare you! I will devour the two of you first today, and then I will devour that little girl! The throne of the Dragon King is destined to be mine!”

The twisted insect dragon in front of him looked like it was about to slash with anger, and the eerie sound resounded through the sky and the void, and it lasted for a long time.

Xiao Yan simply shook his head. When dealing with a bastard like the Northern Dragon King, he naturally had nothing to say.

Xiao Yan raised his hand, and the sea of ​​fire transformed into a fire lotus that slowly bloomed. He took a step forward, leaving a fiery red ripple above the dim void, which then spread rapidly, evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye, eliminating all the evil spirits that were touched by the flame ripple.

He was like the god of fire who had descended to the earth, injecting light and heat into this world that had fallen into darkness and cold.

"Playing tricks! You're courting death!"

The six blood-red eyes of the three-headed insect dragon were staring at Xiao Yan at this moment. The disgust towards Xiao Yan in its heart was even greater than before. Not only was it a psychological disgust, but also because Xiao Yan had already completed the transformation into the Soul-Devouring Clan. The mutual repulsion between the pure energy of heaven and earth between him and Xiao Yan became even stronger.

As soon as he finished speaking, the wings behind the insect dragon, which were like dead branches, were propped up by the boundless and vast demonic energy and turned into giant wings that covered the sky and the sun.

Surrounded by the demonic energy that surged out like a tidal wave, the three-headed insect dragon's ferocious claws slowly grasped a filthy demonic sword.

Even considering the insect dragon's huge size, it can be called huge. The demonic energy on the thousand-foot-long demon sword surges like an endless sea tide. With one strike of the sword, the heaven and earth around it are filled with grief, and the echo continues.

The insect dragon swung his sword, and the sword energy seemed to split heaven and earth, madly crushing the flames that tried to break into this world again.

Under this sword, not to mention those with lower cultivation, even a six-star Douluo would not dare to confront its edge without absolute confidence.

Xiao Yan's gaze fixed, and a solemn look suddenly emerged in his eyes. Although Xiao Yan did look down on the self-degrading North Dragon King, he was still a powerful being from the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan after all.

Although we still don't know what he went through to become what he is now, he has indeed completed the transformation of the Soul Devouring Clan and completely devoured the power of the other two Dragon Kings, completely completing the fusion of the three. He has indeed become a true six-star Dou Sheng.

If it were before, Xiao Yan would probably have to use combat techniques to improve his cultivation before he could contend with him.

But now...

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth rose slightly, and in an instant, strange fire emerged like a tide, and light and fire spread like smoke and clouds. A blend of various colors, an especially brilliant flame, immediately bloomed and turned into a fire ruler.

At this point, although Xiao Yan's achievements in martial arts are not as good as Yao Wan's, the Fighting Saint can use the power of heaven and earth to show his natural fighting skills with just a move of his hands.

"How foolish! The Dou Qi here is exhausted and the spiritual veins are blocked. Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, what is the difference between a Dou Sheng who has lost the power of heaven and earth and an ordinary ant?!"

Upon seeing this, the Northern Dragon King couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter was like thunder.

"Short-sighted."

Xiao Yan shook his head. After all, there are always people who think the same of others as themselves.

"Flame Division, Devouring Waves Ruler."

Xiao Yan tightly grasped the fire ruler in his hand and swept it. A blazing crescent-shaped sword energy surged out, tearing through the void. It was accompanied by gusts of extremely strong blasts that swept past and suddenly hit the filthy sword energy.

The blazing flames and the chilling demonic energy suddenly split the entire southernmost land into two completely different worlds, and even blew a huge hole in the already flattened southernmost land.

Even though the Insect Dragon was filled with hatred, shock and anger, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart how Xiao Yan's cultivation and strength could improve so quickly.

He had only barely reached the four-star Dou Sheng level at the time, and what was Xiao Yan’s level at that time?
One-star Douluo or two-star Douluo?

But even back then, he had already demonstrated a powerful strength that was enough to deal with at least a four-star Douluo powerhouse, and now, the strength he has demonstrated is even more terrifying.

When the entanglement of flames and demonic energy dissipated, a violent explosion produced a gust of wind that swept across the entire southernmost region, burning everything and forcing the two people back.

"Tsk!"

The scorching blast burned the insect dragon's thick shell, sending out sparks, forcing him to thrust the thousand-foot-long magic sword in his hand into the ground to temporarily stabilize his body.

"Since I can no longer transform into a human, why bother using a sword?"

"With this posture, even if you use a sword, it's just superfluous."

Xiao Yan shook his head: "So what if you use a sword? Do you think the sword in your hand is still the Dragon Slaying Sword of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan?"

“Outrageous—outrageous!!!”

When the Northern Dragon King heard what Xiao Yan said, he became even more furious.

For the North Dragon King, who was so obsessed with the position of Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, it didn't matter whether he was accused of betraying his allies or falling into the trap of being a demon. However, this was the only thing that made him so excited and angry.

For someone who has witnessed the attitude of the previous generation of Dragon Emperor, the position of Dragon Emperor has long become an indelible karma in his heart.

And even now, even the dragon-slaying sword in his hand has long lost its original appearance.

It is called the Dragon Slaying Sword, but in the final analysis it is just the wishful thinking of the North Dragon King.

"You are such a rebellious person. Your mere existence is already a great humiliation to the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan."

"This king - this king will cut you into pieces!"

The Northern Dragon King let out a piercing roar, and at the same time, the magic sword in his hand released countless sword lights, which fell down in an instant as if tearing through space.

Xiao Yan's gaze did not change at all. He only looked at the sky above his head, which seemed to be shattered by the sword light. The three-headed demon shadows roared to the sky, and the world seemed to be about to end.

"Ho."

Xiao Yan exhaled, and the nine-colored flames in his hands intertwined with each other, turning into a flaming sword and falling into his hand.

Looking at the countless murderous lights falling from the dark and twisted void, a milky white fire lotus slowly flowed in Xiao Yan's dark red eyes, and suddenly bloomed. Nine-colored strange fire surged out from Xiao Yan's body, gathered on the flaming sword, and turned into a hot and extremely destructive blade.

As the flames surged out, an almost destructive aura suddenly swept out from his body like a storm.

"Flame Sword, Burning the Sky."

At this moment, countless streams of blazing light burst out like a torrent, pouring out, but also blooming like fire lotuses.

(End of this chapter)