Xiao Yan's voice was almost squeezed out from his teeth, and veins popped out on his forehead. You can imagine how difficult it is to practice heaven-level fighting skills, and this is when Xiao Yan's physical strength is so high.

Time passed by, and Xiao Yan didn't know how long it took before the severe pain suddenly stopped. The dark golden liquid, like a tide, poured into his hands and disappeared quickly.

Before Xiao Yan had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a huge amount of soul information rushed into his head. He was shocked, his eyes faintly glowed with dark gold light, and a low murmur came from his mouth.

"This is...the Great Fortune Palm?"

Knowing what this meant, Xiao Yan immediately sat cross-legged and began to read the soul information in it. This soul information inheritance is the same as the inheritance information left by his ancestor Xiao Xuan in the Yin and Yang Twin Flames in the Gate of Life and Death.

When Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes and thought, a burst of soul information came from the depths of his mind, and soon his soul vision gradually became blurred. After a while, Xiao Yan's soul perception discovered that he was in a

Within a strange space.

This kind of inheritance is the highest level of inheritance. Those who leave the inheritance can teach them personally almost one-on-one, and they also have insights into fighting skills, which makes practicing fighting skills faster.

This space was not wide, and it was empty and lifeless. Xiao Yan's eyes glanced slightly, and then suddenly stopped somewhere in the void space. There, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. This figure was extremely ordinary.

, Xiao Yan could barely detect any signs of aura or fighting spirit coming from his body. He looked like the most ordinary ordinary person.

"The Saint of Creation."

"This should be an inheritance space hidden within the fighting skills. This figure is a fragment of his memory..."

Looking at that figure, Xiao Yan was thoughtful. With his current experience, he would naturally not be surprised. After a moment of pondering, he figured out the details of this figure.

And just as Xiao Yan expected, this figure did not even glance at Xiao Yan. Shortly after the former entered the space, a voice as plain as water slowly sounded in the space.

"The Heavenly Creation Palm, a low-level fighting skill at the heaven level, was created by merging the fighting skills of hundreds of schools of thought with my whole life. This palm technique pays attention to the meaning of creation, breaking the sky with the palm and crushing all things with force...

..”

Xiao Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard the plain voice speaking like a self-narration.

"Heaven-level fighting skills, transcendental super saints, you can be considered a destined person to get the secrets hidden in my bones. And since you can get the bones, you should have been tempered by the golden spirit saliva. Remember, Da

The Heavenly Creation Palm must be used with a tempered palm before it can be successfully used, otherwise, it will suffer backlash!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Yan also nodded secretly, just like the Emperor's Seal Jue, if it cannot open up special muscles and veins, it will suffer backlash.

"The Palm of Heaven has the power of creation..."

As the plain voice slowly sounded, the figure suddenly erupted with a faint fluorescence, and its body actually became transparent, revealing its extremely clear meridians, and in those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy quickly

Shuttle through and outline a rather strange meridian route.

"This is the meridian route for practicing the Heavenly Creation Palm!"

Seeing this scene, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes. He quickly concentrated his mind and firmly remembered the path of the energy in his mind.

After the meridian route traveled through several cycles, it slowly faded away. Fortunately, Xiao Yan had memorized all of that route.

In the end, after the Saint of Creation performed a Heavenly Creation Palm on Xiao Yan, his faint voice, like the thunder that awakened the insects, resounded in Xiao Yan's mind: "Destined one, please remember this.

Name, the Saint of Creation!"

That figure, in the dark circle of light, became fainter and fainter, and finally was completely annihilated.

The last image left by a generation of fighting saint warriors in this world dissipated like this.

Xiao Yan nodded silently and allowed the jet-black circle of light to impact and tear his body apart.

Returning to the cave, Xiao Yan nodded secretly, looked at the palm of his right hand and started practicing impatiently.

"Try, the Great Fortune Palm!"

With a buzzing sound, a black circle of light condensed in the palm of Xiao Yan's hand. He shot it out with a palm, and the circle of light expanded very slowly. After expanding to a radius of one meter, it disappeared.

Looking at the small black ball with a radius of one meter, Xiao Yan also had a look of helplessness. This fighting skill required a huge amount of fighting energy. If Xiao Yan's Burning Technique hadn't been so powerful, he would have sucked all the fighting energy away in one go.

"Oh, it's really difficult to practice fighting skills."

The bloodline of the Soul Clan Dou Emperor is not very helpful in practicing fighting skills!

According to the attribute classification of the Heavenly Creation Palm, it belongs to space. This heaven-level fighting skill is equivalent to an extremely profound space force that strangles everything in the space.

Xiao Yan also knew the hardships of practicing fighting skills. He immediately calmed down and started practicing fighting skills. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was in Wutan City. After receiving the inheritance of Master Yao, he began to train day and night.

The physical body, the eight extremes of cultivation, collapse.

There is no time to practice, and time passes very quickly. Just one month passed by in the blink of an eye. Over the past few days, the disciples of Huazong have gradually become accustomed to the existence of Xiao Yan, the only man.

"Ah! Master Xiao Yan!"

"Master Xiao Yan is so handsome!"

"I wonder what the conditions are for asking Master Xiao Yan to make elixirs."

"What a beautiful idea you have. I am the champion of Dan Club. You might be able to send yourself there."

"Oh, you're dead."

Many disciples come to the mountain where Xiao Yan is located every day to watch Xiao Yan practice his fighting skills. They see them with strange colors and occasionally screams.

Xiao Yan gradually got used to the atmosphere of the Hua Sect. It was worthy of being a hidden sect. The cultivation atmosphere was not as heavy as that of the Yan League and was more harmonious.

"Well? Are you out of seclusion?" Xiao Yan glanced into the distance, and he sensed that Nalan Yanran had been out of seclusion.

Opening the space wormhole, Xiao Yan reached the small mountain peak in one step, and happened to see Nalan Yanran pushing the door open. A gust of hot wind blew out of the room, blowing up her three thousand hair.

With the help of the Strange Fire and Fuzong Pills, as well as Xiao Yan's alchemy skills, Nalan Yanran's aura actually broke through to the level of the nine-star peak Douzong, rising by two stars!

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, Nalan Yanran was actually wearing the silver moon robe of the young master of the Yunlan Sect, and there was a faint fighting spirit coming out of her body.

"Xiao Yan, come and fight! I will definitely not lose to you again this time!"

Nalan Yanran showed a smile and narrowed her eyes slightly. After being baptized by the strange fire, Nalan Yanran felt for the first time that her fighting energy was flowing so smoothly, as if she had opened up the eight extraordinary meridians!

Seeing Nalan Yanran put on the Silver Moon robe specially, the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth raised. He immediately suppressed his soul power and fighting spirit, suppressed the nine-star peak Douzong and the great perfection of the mortal realm. With a clang, the Xuanzhong Ruler hit the ground.

"It seems that your little maid is very thoughtful. She knew that I wanted to practice my fighting skills, young master, so she deliberately set me up as a target." Xiao Yan couldn't help but think of how he practiced fighting skills with Zi Yan at Canaan Academy.

That way you will practice faster.

Now it is too difficult to find someone who can fight with him. He can only practice fighting skills by himself.

After practicing for a month, Xiao Yan also needed to test how far he had mastered the creation of heaven.

"Let me see, young master, how much your little maid has grown."

Nalan Yanran smiled confidently and said: "Haha, you, Master Xiao Yan, can only live until today."

Xiao Yan smiled faintly, this girl was still as confident as ever.

The two slowly rose into the sky. For practitioners who had reached the level of Douzong, the sky was also land.

"Huh? Are those Miss Yanran and Master Xiao Yan? Why did they get into a fight?"

"It seems so, maybe they are practicing fighting skills."

For a time, many disciples came to watch the battle.

Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, revealed the Yunsha Black Sword, and locked her gaze on Xiao Yan instantly. Her eyes suddenly erupted with fierce sword intent, as if her gaze could pierce Xiao Yan's body.

When Nalan Yanran showed his fighting spirit, his gaze was like a sharp sword. Many people felt as if their skin had been scraped by a sharp blade, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. Naturally, Xiao Yan didn't care.

The air machine moved and there was a roar.

Xiao Yan did not use flying fighting skills. The low-level earth-level Three Thousand Thunderbolt flashed and he stood behind Nalan Yanran in an instant. His speed was as fast as thunder. The ordinary Nine-Star Douzong did not have such speed!

How he stood behind Nalan Yanran, I'm afraid many people didn't see clearly.

In the midst of this lightning flash, Nalan Yanran narrowed her eyes and took action. The sword flashed silently, as if she had already guessed that Xiao Yan would appear behind her.

"Liuhe Youshenchi, Agni Fire!"

Xiao Yan shouted in his heart, and the black ruler in his hand surged with majestic fighting spirit, easily breaking through Nalan Yanran's sword light. The shadow of the ruler flashed past, and a strange flame condensed with lightning on the top of the ruler!

During this period, Xiao Yan also took the opportunity to practice Liuhe Youshenchi. With Xiao Yan's current soul power, it is not difficult to cultivate Liuhe Fire.

When he swung one foot, there was no sound of sonic boom or any other abnormal noise. There was just a dead silence like the moment before a volcano erupted!

With a buzzing sound, Nalan Yanran was like a silver moon in an instant. In the midst of lightning and stone fire, her body actually avoided Xiao Yan's heavy blow, and her body skills were ethereal and unparalleled! Nalan Yanran stepped on the wind whirlpool at an incredible speed,

The black sword in his hand is a black divine light that pierces through everything and goes straight towards Xiao Yan.

Nalan Yanran's following Yun Yun these days was not without achievements. At least when she was taking care of Granny Hua, Granny Hua occasionally gave Nalan Yanran some guidance. It was not until she later entered the Hua Sect that Nalan Yanran realized that this

It is an advanced body fighting skill of the Huazong, Silver Moon Floating Flower Step.

It is as if it is impervious to all forces and is very sensitive.

Seeing Nalan Yanran stabbing her with a sword, Xiao Yan didn't panic at all. If his opponent didn't have any strength, then why would he practice fighting skills?

"Wandering on fire."

Xiao Yan's body turned, his ruler moved, and there were a few "dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang."

"Not bad, I've made some progress." Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, and then he gathered his fighting spirit with a heavy ruler in his hand, and shouted in his heart: "Liuhe Fire!"

With a loud bang, the Black Ruler swept across, and the Liuhe Fire was waved out. The Black Ruler hit Nalan Yanran with heavy power like an overwhelming force. When the Liuhe Fire was waved out, the surrounding airflow was attracted, as if there was a huge force.

Pulling you in front of the black ruler makes you unable to escape.

Facing this powerful and heavy blow, Nalan Yanran looked a little solemn. Even if Xiao Yan suppressed his strength, his combat power was still much stronger than hers.
To be continued...