Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 143 You were captured after I died in battle!
"stop!"

Venerable Wind shouted in a deep voice, his wide sleeves suddenly flaring.

In an instant, a wisp of extremely condensed wind burst forth from the sleeve, tearing through space and blocking the Thunder Venerable's large hand perfectly. The moment the two forces collided, the sounds of thunder and howling wind intertwined.

"Feng Xian, what are you doing!"

Thunder Venerable roared, his hand, which had been shaken away by the gale, was still trembling slightly. He stared intently at Wind Venerable, his expression one of shock and anger.

Venerable Feng's cultivation is the highest among the Venerables of the Four Directions Pavilion. If he insists on protecting Xiao Yan, he alone cannot stop him.

"I have a few questions to ask him."

Venerable Wind transformed into a gentle breeze and came before Xiao Yan, asking, "Child, where did you obtain the Bone Spirit Cold Flame and the 'Burning Technique'?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with the relief of having survived, and when faced with Venerable Feng's question, a resolute look appeared on his face.

No matter how much he didn't want to involve the Starfall Pavilion, he now needed the help of Venerable Wind to extricate himself.

"All my skills were taught to me by my teacher!"

Xiao Yan's expression was serious. The moment his voice fell, pale white flames slowly rose from his body. The flames were chilling and danced steadily in his palm, like a cluster of condensed cold light.

"Even the Bone Spirit Cold Flame has been passed on to you..."

Venerable Feng's gaze fell on the cluster of white flames, and he clearly sensed the soul imprint belonging to Yao Chen within the source of the strange fire. The familiar aura softened his expression.

"It seems he really has high hopes for you... You helped Qingluan before because of me, didn't you?"

"Yes, my teacher often mentions your friendship with him. If I weren't afraid of causing trouble for the Starfall Pavilion, I would have come to find you as soon as I arrived in Zhongzhou."

"Good boy, you should have come to me sooner! Why did you wait until now!"

Venerable Feng sighed leisurely and then asked, "Where is Yao Chen now?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with grief and indignation: "My teacher has been captured by the Soul Clan!"

The reason our teacher died back then was because Han Feng colluded with the Soul Hall to launch a sneak attack!

A hint of anger flashed across Venerable Feng's face: "Han Feng, the Soul Hall! I knew it was all related to Han Feng! And the Soul Hall, this debt will be settled sooner or later!"

Venerable Feng rolled up his sleeves, shielding Xiao Yan behind him, and looked at Venerable Lei.

"You heard it too, Xiao Yan is Yao Chen's disciple."

I'll protect him.

Back then, he wasn't by Yao Chen's side, but today he's determined to protect Yao Chen's disciple!
Lei Zun Zhe frowned. The Starfall Pavilion was founded by Yao Zun Zhe in the past.

Back when the Medicine Venerable was still around, the Starfall Pavilion was incredibly powerful, easily surpassing the other three pavilions.

The Wind Venerable and the Medicine Venerable are sworn brothers, and it would be a pipe dream to try to bypass him and capture Xiao Yan.

Lei Zun Zhe said coldly, "Feng Xian, don't say I'm not giving you face! You should know that this kid is wanted by the six ancient clans!"

Even if you can take him away today, how long can you protect him? The power of the six ancient clans is far beyond what you alone can contend with!

"I cannot make any promises, but I can guarantee that Xiao Yan will be captured after I die in battle!"

The Wind Venerable's long blue robe fluttered in the wind, and a gentle breeze suddenly rose around him.

Lei Zun Zhe was shocked. Could it be that the friendship between Feng Zun Zhe and Yao Zun Zhe had really reached such a point that they would risk their lives to protect his disciple?!
"Are you crazy!"

Lei Zunzhe's eyes widened in anger as he said, "If you die, the Starfall Pavilion will be leaderless and will inevitably fall apart sooner or later! Aren't you going to settle this score?"

Venerable Feng's tone left no room for negotiation, saying, "No need for further words. Either let him go, or we fight to the death!"

"What a fine death match!" Thunder Venerable was utterly enraged: "You think I wouldn't dare!"

"boom--!"

In an instant, thunder roared and wind howled, and two terrifying forces collided violently. The void was torn apart with dark marks, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently, and even the distant mountains seemed to shake.

Venerable Tianhuo said in a deep voice, "Your teacher's friend is indeed powerful; Venerable Lei is no match for him."

Xiao Yan suppressed his discomfort and kept his eyes fixed on the battle.

Just as Venerable Tianhuo said, Venerable Feng's strength was already superior to Venerable Lei's, and now he was risking his life, launching an absolutely crazy offensive that forced Venerable Lei to retreat step by step!

A glimmer of hope appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes, and his tightly clenched fists loosened slightly, while Venerable Tianhuo's expression remained solemn.

Lei Zun Zhe wasn't the only one who was tempted!

"Tear-!"

The pitch-black fog tore through the air, and countless ghostly figures swarmed out from it, densely filling the sky and exuding a chilling aura.

Hidden behind the ghostly figure, Venerable Huangquan let out a sharp, piercing laugh: "Hahaha, you two fought to the death, but I got a great deal!"

Xiao Yan, you're mine now!

He darted out like a ghost, his target aimed directly at Xiao Yan at the edge of the battlefield, clearly intending to take advantage of the chaos.

Xiao Yan looked terrified.

Just as Venerable Huangquan approached Xiao Yan, a hurricane suddenly erupted beneath his feet without warning. The gale howled and swirled upwards, instantly transforming into a thick cyan tornado that trapped him within it.

"You come here too!"

The irresistible voice of the Wind Venerable pierced through the hurricane, and the tornado exerted its power suddenly, like an invisible giant hand, forcibly pulling the Yellow Spring Venerable into the core of the battlefield where the two were originally facing off.

"Feng Xian, what are you doing?!"

The Venerable Yellow Springs was bound by the raging wind, his body staggering, his face full of disbelief.

This guy actually wants to take on two opponents at once?!
Venerable Feng remained silent, unable to concentrate on the combined attack of the two Venerables.

"Fei Tian, ​​make your move!"

"Thunder Venerable roared in fury."

"Yes!"

Fei Tian waved his arm, and several Dou Zong elders stood behind him.

The Fenglei Mountains are the home ground of the Fenglei Pavilion!
Xiao Yan struggled to his feet, his chest heaving as his fingertips touched his storage ring. He swallowed several lustrous pills without hesitation.

As the pill entered his stomach, a warm feeling quickly spread throughout his body. He gripped the heavy, dark ruler in his hand, fixed his gaze on Fei Tian, ​​and solemnly said, "Senior Tianhuo."

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast soul power swept over Xiao Yan's body, his aura surged, and a powerful pressure erupted.

"It's that Dou Zun soul again!"

Upon seeing this scene, Fei Tian's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes filled with fear and anger. He had fought Xiao Yan many times and was already an old rival.

If it weren't for the strange soul entity within Xiao Yan helping him, he would have captured him long ago, and wouldn't have let him escape time and time again!

"Fight!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he swung the large ruler in his hand out, smashing it hard into the group of Dou Zong elders of Feng Lei Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)