Fights Break Sphere: The Beginning of the Fighting Saint Legacy

On the top of the mountain, the figure looked down at Long Yan from above. The faint voice, however, was like muffled thunder, rumbling in Long Yan's ears.

The corners of Long Yan's mouth curled up slightly as he looked at the figure holding the ghost-head sword. The figure was dressed in a dark red robe, had a cold expression, and had several horizontal scars on his face, which gave people an extremely tyrannical and murderous aura.

These ferocious auras filled the air together, like an angry lion bathed in blood and roaring, giving people a chilling feeling.

"boom!"

As that figure stepped on the stone peak, terrifying energy burst out. Immediately, huge cracks, about ten feet in diameter, suddenly appeared, spreading down from the top of the mountain like winding poisonous snakes. In the blink of an eye, the stone mountain became shaky.

Huge rocks fell from the stone mountain one after another, and that figure appeared in the air not far in front of Long Yan like a ghost, holding a ghost-head broadsword in his right hand, looking at Long Yan with cold eyes, and a hint of bloodthirsty taste slowly rose at the corner of his mouth.

"I haven't tasted human blood in years. I almost forgot what it tastes like..."

The figure twisted his neck slightly, then muttered to himself, "I think I should introduce myself before I take action. Hmm, my name seems to have not been mentioned in ages. Although I have sensed the presence of some humans who broke into this place before, they hid away after sensing me."

"So this is the first time I've met a human with the scent of fresh flesh and blood. I think my name is Blood Blade Saint, right? Have you heard of it?"

Looking at the dark red figure who raised his head and cast a puzzled look at his group, Xiao Jue's mouth trembled involuntarily. You have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years. Who knows your name?
"Alas, it seems that no one really remembers. This feeling is really unpleasant. I'd better finish you off quickly. My blood knife seems to be unable to bear it anymore!"

Upon seeing this, the guy who called himself the Blood Knife Saint shook his head in disappointment, then his feet shook imperceptibly, and then a blood light flashed out from the space as fast as lightning, directly tearing a deep gully on the ground.

But such a powerful attack quickly stopped in front of Long Yan. He chuckled and said, "It's nice to play the pig and eat the tiger game occasionally, but I have other things to do at the moment. After all, I can only come here for a year."

"Take me to see Ancestor Xiao Xuan."

"you you you!"

There was actually some fear in the Blood Blade Saint's voice. In his distant memories, the word "Xiao Clan" seemed as terrifying as a nightmare in his heart.

"Aren't all the people of the Xiao clan extinct?"

The Blood Blade Saint murmured, and as he spoke, his gaze involuntarily swept towards the depths of the Heavenly Tomb, and a deep fear flashed across his eyes.

The Blood Blade Saint said impatiently, "Go west from here. This gap is where many powerful people meet. If you walk through it, you should be able to avoid being blocked by others and eventually reach your destination."

The Blood Blade Saint looked at Long Yan, who quickly turned and left. He curled his lips and looked into the depths of the Heavenly Tomb. He muttered to himself, "Hmph, you owe me a favor this time. After all, I showed your descendants the way. Next time you come out to clear the area, you should at least let me go, right?"

Long Yan moved forward quickly when he suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking wind in front of him. Then two black figures slowly landed on a huge rock, looking down at Long Yan from above with some mocking look in their eyes like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Someone came in before the time came. Is it another member of the Ancient Clan?"

Two old men in grey clothes with gloomy faces appeared quietly in front of Long Yan like ghosts, and said with a strange laugh: "Hehehe, you have lived in shame for many years, so why not kill a few people from the ancient clan? Even if you get killed by that guy next time, it will not be a loss."

One of them had a flickering look in his eyes, then nodded and slowly stepped forward. With each step, the entire space vibrated violently, and ripples of space spread from beneath his feet. "Fools," Long Yan sneered, "Emperor Hun Tian died at my hands, and you dare to act so rashly?"

Immediately afterwards, a flash of dark flame appeared on Long Yan's body, causing the energy bodies of the two Soul Clan Fighting Saints to open their eyes wide with fear in their eyes.

“Void, void, void… Void Swallowing Flame!”

"You two think too highly of yourselves. You two, one-star Dou Shengs, don't even have the qualifications to speak in front of me."

After he finished speaking, Long Yan slowly raised his hand and gently shook it towards the two of them.

"broken!"

As the word Long Yan came out of his mouth, the space within a thousand feet radius collapsed at this moment. An invisible giant black hand suddenly took shape, and then casually slapped the two people from the Soul Clan.

"Bang bang bang!"

A huge black hand that was a thousand feet long slapped down lightly, and the earth suddenly shook violently like an earthquake. Huge cracks spread out from the ground and finally extended to far away places.

The two Soul Clan members stared at the collapsing space with somewhat dull eyes. Even they could not withstand such a terrifying palm.

"escape!"

Facing the pitch-black giant hand that was rapidly approaching from the collapsing space, the two soul clan members finally smelled a scent of death that made them shiver all over. Their faces turned pale and they turned around and ran without caring about anything.

"boom!"

However, their speed was not enough for them to escape successfully. Under the dark giant hand, it seemed that even the space was shattered. Therefore, when the two of them had just flashed a hundred feet away, the giant hand came crashing down!

"Oh!"

The giant hand did not actually hit the bodies of the two people, but when it was nearly a hundred feet away, the terrifying gust of wind pierced through the space and fell on the bodies of the two Soul Clan members.

Faced with such a terrifying gust of wind, the two Soul Clan members' bodies shook violently, without even uttering a scream, and with a bang, they exploded into nothingness.

"Boom!"

The giant hand smashed the two soul clan members to pieces, and finally fell to the ground. The earth trembled and dust spread. After a while, the dust dissipated, and a huge and bottomless abyss of a thousand feet appeared in the same place.

"Ants."

Long Yan scoffed, seemingly mocking their lack of ability. Then, in a flash, he vanished from the spot and quickly rushed to Xiao Xuan's tomb, where he prepared to refine the elixir. (End of this chapter)