Dou Sheng, Heavenly Fire Sage

Hearing what the old man said, everyone present gasped except for Xiao Yan.

Fighting saints and powerhouses, above this Zhongzhou, basically only hear about them, do not see them, and are located in myths and legends.

A powerhouse of this level is already able to become that existence, and the battle between first-class forces such as the Wind Thunder Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion is like child's play in their eyes.

In the eyes of a Dou Saint powerhouse, with a wave of his hand, one side has the power of a Dou Zun powerhouse, and it will collapse in an instant.

At that point, it was too far away from them, and it was no wonder that the Wind Thunder Pavilion, which had always been rampant and domineering, would decisively admit it this time. The apprentices of the Dou Sheng's strong people can't afford to be provoked.

Xiao Yan, who has the same name as me

Hearing the old man's words, Xiao Yan fell into deep contemplation. Although the name Xiao Yan is mediocre, it is estimated that many people use it. But he always felt that things were more than just coincidences.

Moreover, if he is mistaken because of the name Xiao Yan in the future and is carried into a black cauldron, it will be impossible to explain the reason.

This matter must be investigated. Xiao Yan decided that after fighting for the blood pool of Tianmu Mountain, he would go to the Heavenly North City to find out the true identity of that Xiao Yan.

See if it's a coincidence, or an impostor.

After listening to it for a while, just as Xiao Yan was about to leave, at the stairs of the inn, a group of figures dressed in silver clothes suddenly rushed up to the second floor of the inn.

These people were dressed in uniform thundercloud robes, and the badge on their chests was embroidered with a silver tower, and they were obviously from the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

And with the appearance of this group of silver figures, the second floor suddenly became a lot quieter, and a momentum that made people feel a little depressed, seeping out of the bodies of these Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples, at a glance, it was clear that these people were not mediocre hands.

After this group of Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples went upstairs, their eyes slowly swept around, and then they walked towards the window, and after a while, among the many eyes, they stopped at the old man who had been telling the secrets of the Wind Thunder Pavilion just now.

Old thing, slandering me like this, have you ever thought about the consequences?

A leading deacon of the Wind Thunder Pavilion smiled at the old man, and the long sword in his hand was half drawn, and the snow-white cold front faintly revealed the power of wind and thunder.

Seeing this scene, the people present couldn't help but suffocate. Although they had no scruples when they wantonly arranged the Wind Thunder Pavilion just now.

But when the powerhouse of the Wind Thunder Pavilion appeared, everyone's hearts were a little afraid.

After all, although the Wind Thunder Pavilion couldn't deal with the Dou Saint powerhouses, it was still more than enough to deal with these small characters!

Everyone expressed deep sympathy for the old man who was about to be unlucky, but none of them dared to stand up, but each of them looked away, deliberately not looking at this side.

At this time, the old man himself looked panicked. He didn't expect that just by saying something, he would be approached by the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion. For the first time, the old man regretted that he had not kept his mouth shut.

This Lord Deacon of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, I am just a cheap old man, and I hope that you will be magnanimous and spare the old man's life.

The old man straightened up tremblingly, and his old face was almost crying.

Spare you? If I spare you, then where will I have the face of the Wind Thunder Pavilion?

As soon as the words fell, the deacon of the Wind Thunder Pavilion suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist, and in the midst of his fighting energy, he slashed towards the old man's head!

Bell ——!

A loud sound of metal colliding echoed, and the long sword in the deacon of the Wind Thunder Pavilion suddenly shattered. And on the side of the old man's head, a huge black ruler carved with countless secret texts blocked the middle of the old man and the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

That Elder Shen Yun of your Wind Thunder Pavilion was killed, and you don't go to take revenge; On the contrary, an old man arranged a few words from your Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and you are going to kill people and bully the soft and fear the hard, and you can also become one of the Quartet Pavilions?

A clear voice with a strong sense of ridicule sounded, and immediately, Xiao Yan's tall and thin figure slowly walked over.

Seeing Xiao Yan's delicate face, the deacon of the Wind Thunder Pavilion sneered, and then said, "What, young man, are you going to stand up for this old man?"

It's just a grudge.

Xiao Yan also sneered, and said mockingly: Among your team, the one who cultivates the highest is only the king of Dou, why, do you dare to make a move on me?

After that, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit suddenly surged, and his powerful momentum suddenly exploded, and even cracks appeared on the floor of the inn!

Are you at the pinnacle of the emperor?

Feeling Xiao Yan's domineering momentum, this Wind Thunder Pavilion deacon was suddenly shocked, such a young Douhuang peak powerhouse was probably not inferior to the best genius of the Quartet Pavilion!

The background of this young man is by no means simple!

I was so shocked by Xiao Yan's cultivation and youth that I was speechless for a while, and the entire inn was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Hehe, it's really a hero out of a young man, the old man Feng Lei Dongge Elder, you can call me Elder Huo.

At this moment, from the stairs, another old man dressed in a fiery red robe and a silver tower was also embroidered on his chest.

Seeing this old man, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank suddenly. The old man in front of him is at least in the strength of the Seven Star Dou Sect.

Oh, it turned out to be Elder Fire. I wonder what the elders have to say? Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

Haha, I don't dare to give advice. The old man came here mainly to dispel your misunderstanding of my Fenglei East Pavilion.

Elder Fire laughed, and then the ring in his hand flashed, and a scroll appeared in his hand.

Spreading out the scroll, Elder Fire showed it around, and said lightly: The old man who chewed the root of his tongue just now, we can let him go. But what he said was all slander.

After a pause, Elder Huo continued: "In the battle of Tianbei City, although my Elder Shen Yun of the Wind Thunder North Pavilion unfortunately died, that Xiao Yan also had to apologize to my Wind Thunder Pavilion and compensate Elder Shen Yun's family for the two ground-level intermediate martial arts fighting skills.

I, the Wind Thunder North Pavilion Master, Fei Tian, read that Xiao Yan's teacher Tianhuo Sage and my Wind Thunder Pavilion ancestors have an old relationship, so I didn't kill that Xiao Yan. And on this scroll is the letter of apology written by Xiao Yan. You can take a look. With the reputation of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

After saying that, Elder Fire saw that everyone was talking, and he no longer spoke, but handed the spread scroll to Xiao Yan to watch.

Xiao Yan turned the scroll, took a closer look, but was suddenly stunned!

It's not because of the title of the Heavenly Fire Sage Inferior Xiao Yan's apology to the Wind Thunder Pavilion on this apology letter, but a portrait.

On the portrait, there is a picture of a young man shaking hands with Fei Tian, the master of the Wind Thunder North Pavilion.

The face, figure, and even the smile on the face of this young man on the portrait are very familiar to Xiao Yan, and he is extremely familiar.

Senior Brother Zhou Chen, it's great that you're still alive!!