Fights Break Sphere: The Beginning of the Fighting Saint Legacy

However, before he could catch up, Man Yan stood in front of him, waving his dragon claws, directly breaking through the space and blasting towards Zhu Li.

"Bastard!"

Being blocked by Man Yan, Zhu Li was also furious. The monstrous fighting spirit in his body surged out, and then he fiercely blasted towards the former.

While Zhu Li was being pulled by Man Yan, the old man named Qing Yan appeared on the giant peak in a few flashes.

Appearing here, Qing Yan first glanced at Xiao Jue, then his eyes swept over Zi Yan and Feng Qing'er, and he couldn't help frowning.

Qing Yan frowned slightly and murmured, "Which one is the adult with royal blood? He is still in his infancy, but the pressure of that bloodline is already evident!"

He could not sense Xiao Jue's powerful bloodline power, and Zi Yan and Feng Qing'er were slightly weaker in strength. Qing Yan was also unable to tell who was the royal bloodline of the Taixu Ancient Dragon.

But the true forms of Zi Yan and Feng Qing'er are both ancient dragon phoenixes. This means that Feng Qing'er, who was once a celestial demon phoenix, is now actually a member of the royal family of the Taixu ancient dragon clan.

"Let's take the people away first, lest something unexpected happens later."

His eyes flickered, and Qing Yan didn't want to stay any longer. He moved and was about to attack when he was given a cold glance by Zi Yan.

"Stop here, and I will spare your life."

The cold shout echoed in Qing Yan's ears. It was not very loud, but at that moment, it made the former's soul tremble violently, because that shout contained a kind of pressure that he could not resist. This pressure came from the soul and the blood.

"The royal bloodline of Dacheng!"

The moment his body stiffened, Qing Yan's face turned pale. Without the slightest hesitation, he tapped the air with his toes and suddenly retreated.

"laugh!"

Qing Yan retreated violently, and a streak of purple-gold suddenly shot out, directly passing through the void space. In the blink of an eye, it hit Qing Yan's body as fast as lightning.

"Oh!"

Purple-gold light exploded on Qing Yan's body, and the terrifying strong wind directly made his throat sweet. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out in a mess.

When Qing Yan was blown away, Xia Sha, who was fighting with Hei Qing, and other strong men around him also changed their expressions and looked up hurriedly.

There, a delicate body emerged vaguely. When that delicate body emerged, they clearly felt that the blood in their bodies was faintly boiling at this moment. Driven by that boiling feeling, they almost couldn't help but kneel down in the sky.

Hei Qing murmured excitedly: "The true royal bloodline has completely awakened!"

Under the gazes of so many people, a slender figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The woman who appeared was wearing a purple and gold dress. On the dress, dragons and phoenixes were dancing, as if they were alive. She exuded an unconcealable aura of nobility, and her body was tall and slender.

Her long purple hair cascaded down like a waterfall, spreading over her slender waist, and then falling to her perky buttocks.

The woman had an extremely beautiful appearance, and her purple-gold eyes were mysterious and enchanting. Under the gaze of these purple-gold eyes, it seemed as if even the heaven and earth were surrendering to her.

One after another, their eyes were first distracted by Zi Yan's noble aura, and then their eyes suddenly focused on his back.

There, a pair of purple-gold wings about ten feet long were flapping gently, and as the wings vibrated, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which was shocking.

"The wings of the Phoenix! The body of an ancient dragon!"

Gazing at the pair of purple-gold wings behind Zi Yan, Hei Qing's face grew even more excited. After a moment, he finally knelt down in the air, his respectful voice revealing a heartfelt devotion. "Welcome, Lord Dragon Emperor!"

"Welcome to the Dragon Emperor!"

Following Hei Qing, the strong men from Donglong Island also knelt down in an instant with fanatical expressions and shouted in unison.

In the sky, Xia Sha, Qing Yan and other powerful men from Dragon Island changed their expressions slightly when they saw this scene. They were not from East Dragon Island.

Because of his long-term obedience to the three Dragon Kings, even though he now felt the pressure coming from his soul and blood, he was still not like Hei Qing and others.

"Xia Sha, Qing Yan, you are so brave that you don't even kneel when you see the Dragon Emperor!" Hei Qing turned his head suddenly and shouted angrily at Qing Yan and others.

"Ah!"

In response to Hei Qing's angry roar, Qing Yan and Xia Sha laughed dryly. Under the gaze of the pair of purple-gold eyes in the distance, it seemed as if the blood in their bodies was completely suppressed. This feeling of pressure was far stronger than the physical pressure of the three Dragon Kings.

"Greetings, Lord Dragon Emperor. However, we are, after all, under the command of Lord Dragon King. If we have time in the future, we will come to see Lord Dragon Emperor again!"

The two men looked at each other and continued speaking. As soon as they finished speaking, they did not dare to stay for too long and retreated quickly.

"Bastard!"

Seeing these people turn around and run away, Hei Qing was also very angry. Just as he was about to chase them, Zi Yan waved her hand slightly, flapped the purple-gold wings behind her, and her figure appeared in front of the two of them like a ghost.

"Now that you have seen the Dragon Emperor, why not bow down to him?"

The fighting spirit that Zi Yan released turned into a huge golden bell that was dozens of feet tall and wrapped around the two of them.

"clang!"

Just as the golden bell took shape, the strange wave came like lightning, and finally hit the golden bell heavily.

"boom!"

A loud noise was heard, and the golden bell suddenly began to ripple violently, and then exploded in front of the two people's horrified eyes.

"laugh!"

The golden bell exploded, and the residual vibrations had affected two of them. At that moment, one of their legs flew off.

Looking at the two extremely miserable people, Zi Yan sneered and chose to ignore them. Her purple-gold eyes turned to the Ancient Dragon Island engulfed in war.

Zi Yan's wings fluttered lightly, and her delicate body appeared high in the sky as if teleporting, looking down at all the battle circles below.

Rich purple-gold light, like waves, continuously emanated from its body, and then poured down like raindrops to every corner of Ancient Dragon Island.
"Such a strong blood pressure?"

"Not even the three great dragon kings possess this kind of pressure!"

"Is that... the Dragon Emperor?"

Under the spread of purple-gold light, all the battle circles on Ancient Dragon Island stopped instantly. Everyone's face was filled with shock. Bathed in this purple-gold light, they felt that even the blood in their bodies seemed to slow down quietly.

(End of this chapter)