With a loud bang like an explosion, two disheveled figures were sent flying backward, their feet treading through the air, retreating thousands of miles before they finally managed to regain their footing.
The two men, who had regained their footing, still had bloodstains at the corners of their mouths. Their two identical old faces were deathly pale. Their headbands were broken, and their gray hair was disheveled and fluttering in the wind, some of it stained with blood, making them look even more pitiful.
His long robes were already shattered by the punches, and beneath the purplish-blue wounds lay broken bones. Xiao Yan's brute force had shown them what true dominance was; if he could resolve things with just his fists, what use was his Dou Qi?
Even Eight-Star Half-Emperor would be helpless against Xiao Yan at this moment!
The crowd outside the arena was already staring in disbelief at Xiao Yan. They had been worried about him, fearing that he would be killed by Lin Feng and Lin Yu. But now, Lin Feng and Lin Yu were being easily manipulated by Xiao Yan. This sudden change in their demeanor was hard for them to believe.
Has Xiao Yan's full power actually reached such a terrifying level?!
"Cough cough..."
The two brothers coughed incessantly, and blood kept flowing from the corners of their mouths.
In the hundreds of rounds of combat just now, Lin Feng and Lin Yu had exhausted all their means, believing that even an eight-star half-emperor would not fare well. However, what terrified them even more was that Xiao Yan seemed completely unaffected...
"How is that possible!"
"What kind of monster is he?!"
"His strength is completely different from what he appears to be; he's not Three-Star Half-Emperor at all!"
At this moment, Lin Feng and Lin Yu were almost driven mad. Fear had contorted their faces, making them look like a monstrous beast on the verge of going berserk.
Outside the arena, Gu Li and Chi Lin were equally shocked by what they saw. They couldn't understand how Xiao Yan could do such a thing, ignoring the bombardment of Seven-Star Half-Emperor. This was definitely not something Three-Star Half-Emperor could do, nor did they have the courage to do it.
Xiao Yan 'Xiao Yan strange behavior made them also begin to have some doubts about his true strength.
Some powerful old men can even use methods to restore themselves to their youth. These are people they truly cannot identify, perhaps...
However, in the end, Gu Li shook his head, dismissing the idea. He didn't believe Xiao Yan was the kind of person who pretended to be weak while actually being strong. As for the true extent of his strength, probably even now, apart from Elder Luo, no one in this Wilderness knew...
Even Yan Bing was wary of Xiao Yan.
"Alright, that's enough of this farce. I have things to do and I'm too lazy to play along with you guys anymore."
Suddenly, in the void above, Xiao Yan's indifferent voice came again around Lin Feng and Lin Yu, causing the two to tremble and nervously lean back against each other, constantly paying attention to their surroundings.
"I only recently acquired this skill, but using it on the two of you is a sign of respect. After all, even ordinary Half-Emperor couldn't possibly perform it..."
Xiao Yan's soft yet indifferent voice was only allowed to be heard by his two brothers, and their reactions perfectly reflected Xiao Yan's intentions.
Lin Feng and Lin Yu's expressions froze again, and the muscles on half of their faces twitched as if struck by lightning. If even ordinary half-emperors couldn't use this technique, then this fighting skill must have already surpassed the human level!
Beyond Human Class Dou Technique!
That is... Spirit Class Dou Technique!
even...
The two were deeply shaken, but dared not even breathe. The closer they got to death, the more they considered every move they made, and every breath they took seemed to be the result of countless calculations.
Large beads of sweat quickly gathered on Lin Feng's forehead. He dared not imagine any longer, but Xiao Yan appeared in front of him in an instant.
The cold smile that curled at the corner of his mouth made him feel as if he were in the deepest hell. His lips parted slightly, and his flat and cold words quietly entered Lin Feng's ears.
" Low Intent Grade Dou Technique, Heart-Shattering Palm!"
As soon as he uttered those words, Xiao Yan slowly extended his palm, and Lin Feng and Lin Yu's faces quickly turned deathly pale, as if the scythe of death was held against their necks.
"Click..."
Unbeknownst to them, these two old men, who had lived for countless Suiyue, heard only a crisp sound of bones breaking, and then slowly closed their eyes.
at the same time.
"Bang!"
A dark figure was slammed into the ground; apart from its two legs, its entire head was pressed into the earth by an invisible, immense force.
"You mean... Mohui... died at the hands of that Yan Xiao!"
"Yes..."
From beneath the earth came Mo Zhai's indistinct reply. The others in the courtyard all looked solemnly at Mu Han, who was throwing a tantrum in the center of the scene, and none of them were willing to say anything more.
Even Mo Zhai himself probably didn't expect that the story he had prepared for Mu Han, the story of shifting all the blame onto Xiao Yan, would be slammed into the courtyard outside the hall by Mu Han before he could finish speaking.
Mu Han showed no mercy to Mo Zhai, nor was there any need for him to.
"And tell me! Isn't it Yan Xiao!"
Faced with Mo Zhai's answer, Mu Han's eyes flashed with even stronger killing intent. With a thought, the giant soul hand formed from Spiritual Strength exerted its force once more, completely burying Mo Zhai's entire body into the earth.
For a strong person, the most infuriating thing is being deceived by others. Mu Han is an old and shrewd man, and one of the best among old foxes. How could he be so easily fooled by Mo Zhai?
This time, it was Mo Zhai brought this upon himself, for he just happened to come knocking on his door.
"Yes!"
Mo Zhai, however, remained defiant to the death. Perhaps he was truly confident, for he refused to budge, shifting all the blame onto Xiao Yan with every word. No matter how many times Mu Han asked, he answered each time, making it seem as if Wu Mohui had never even met him, and making himself appear so innocent.
Mu Han was also eager for revenge. His relationship with his disciple was extraordinary, and he had always been very protective of Wu Mohui, fearing that he might encounter danger. However, things didn't go as planned, and in the end, something still happened to him. But since it had come to this, Xiao Yan was the one who killed him, so the blame should naturally fall on Xiao Yan's shoulders.
While Mo Zhai was indeed closely involved in this matter, Yan Bing and the others were present at the moment, so killing him lacked a proper reason. After he killed Xiao Yan, he would naturally settle the score with Mo Zhai afterwards.
"Hmph! Get up! I'll believe you for now, but that Yan Xiao dared to kill my disciple! He has some nerve! You dared to kill my disciple! I will slaughter your entire clan! I will wash away my disciple's blood!"
Mu Han's gloomy old face was turned toward the sky, his withered hands clenched tightly, the terrifying force causing the void to twist and distort.
Behind Mu Han, Mo Zhai looked at the furious Mu Han with a pale face, and then thought of Xiao Yan, a sinister smile creeping across his face.