Bang!
Spear shadows flashed. Yet before they could reach Xiao Yan's body, an extremely terrifying wave of fiery energy surged from within him. Wherever it passed, the long spears enveloped in powerful Dou Qi shattered directly, while the dozens of figures were sent flying back as though struck by a heavy blow. The black armor on their bodies turned to ashes in an instant, revealing faces filled with shock.
"This flame aura isn't entirely from the Nine Nether Wind Flame. It seems the Nine Nether Wind Flame is also mixed with the aura of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame!"
Watching Xiao Yan strike and repel, injuring the group of Iron Guards who had rushed forward, Yao Wan Gui could not help but feel doubtful about the Heavenly Flame Xiao Yan had unleashed.
"You refined two kinds of Heavenly Flames by yourself. How did you do it?" Yao Wan Gui paid no attention to the injured Yao Clan Iron Guards. Instead, he loudly questioned Xiao Yan, wanting an answer from his mouth.
"Heh, you're not worthy of knowing!" Xiao Yan curled his lip at Yao Wan Gui's words.
"I want to see today just what gives a mere One-star Dou Sheng like you the right to run wild in my Yao Clan!"
Though he was curious, Yao Wan Gui was also among the Yao Clan's strongest. Xiao Yan's arrogant actions had infuriated him beyond measure. He suddenly stepped forward, and the formidable aura of a mid-stage Four-star Dou Sheng erupted without reservation. The surrounding crowd was forcibly blasted dozens of meters away. Even the sect leaders and Grand Elders of other factions wore grave expressions. Yao Wan Gui's bearing might be lacking, but his strength was beyond question.
Xiao Yan's expression also turned somewhat grave as he watched Yao Wan Gui