Chapter 131

Zhongzhou, Zhongyu

In high school, two figures are flying, a silver haired youth and a girl. These two are Chen Xiaoming and Xiao xun'er.

At the moment, Chen Xiaoming is in high spirits ahead. Half a month has passed. According to the map, one day, he can go to Danyu.

Xiao xun'er, who followed behind her, frowned and meditated. Since Chen Xiaoming, her teacher, gave her a meaningful teaching half a month ago, he set a small goal for her.

Become a fighter!

Uh huh, Xiao xun'er thought for a long time at that time. She hasn't heard of a strong fighter in the mainland for many years. What did she take to break through the fighter. I'm afraid that small goal will never be achieved in my life.

Looking at Chen Xiaoming, who was very excited ahead, Xiao xun'er felt that he was so bitter and spread such an unreliable teacher.

"Huh?"

While Xiao xun'er was thinking inside, Chen Xiaoming stopped in front. In doubt, Xiao xun'er flashed and leaned over.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

Chen Xiaoming smiled gently at the corners of his mouth and looked not far ahead. There was a dense forest. At the moment, a figure came slowly through the void.

The figure was dressed in a white robe and looked like an old man. His hair was gray, but his spirit was full. There was a strong fighting spirit in his body. As soon as he came out, he was bullied towards Chen Xiaoming.

"Huh? Dou Sheng?"

The Douluo divine fruit on the green wood tree in his body was mobilized, and the silver fighting spirit shrouded his whole body. The invisible prestige spread from Chen Xiaoming's body and resisted the old man's momentum.

"Huh?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Xiaoming, but he still came slowly. His momentum increased and squeezed away from Chen Xiaoming.

There was a wave in the void. The old man's momentum was constantly impacted, but they were resisted by Chen Xiaoming's silver fighting spirit.

Before long, the old man stood high above the sky, looked at Chen Xiaoming calmly and looked at him.

"No wonder you dare to fight against our ancient people. It turned out that you have such dependence."

The old man felt Chen Xiaoming's fighting strength, but he blocked all his power, and his eyes flashed.

Thinking of the description of Chen Xiaoming in the previous intelligence, the old man was also interested.

Whether it is a secret method or something else, if the ancient clan can get the secret of this outbreak, its strength will soar again.

"Oh? Ancient? Your intelligence is really smart. You can find it."

Chen Xiaoming raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man in front of him. The other party's cultivation of fighting saints can only come from those great forces.

"Old, please stop."

Xiao xun'er, standing aside, recognized the old man. His wings shook behind him and blocked Chen Xiaoming, so he wanted to stop the old man.

The red fighting wings waved and the heat wave spread. The old man noticed the fighting wings behind Xiao xun'er. His pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes coagulated and flashed a startled color.

"Miss, you... You broke through the emperor?"

Xiao xun'er's cultivation has always been known in the ancient family. It was less than a year ago that Xiao xun'er didn't become a fighter. It was less than a year ago that the latter's cultivation broke through to the fighter emperor, which made the old man feel terrible.

The old man seemed to think of something. His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp and directed Chen Xiaoming behind him through Xiao xun'er.

Fighting against the mainland and cultivating accomplishments are all going to the peak step by step. Only some evil ways can be dangerous and force others to improve their accomplishments.

Although the cultivation of that method improves rapidly, it has serious sequelae. It either loses the potential of future cultivation path, or exchanges it at the cost of its own life.

At the thought of the ancient princess, one year, no, only half a year, she was promoted to fight the emperor. The old man can't imagine what a terrible price it would be.

"You, damn it!"

The old man's eyes were burning with anger, and his sharp eyes wanted to cut Chen Xiaoming. Xiao xun'er, as the daughter of the patriarch, was a genius in the family. If he was abandoned, it would be a great loss to the ancient family.

After being scolded, Chen Xiaoming's eyes gradually changed. He, damn it?

There was anger in his eyes. With a gentle wave of his right hand, Xiao xun'er was pushed aside. The space power imprisoned him. Then he stepped out and went towards the old man.

"Hehe, I can't die. It depends on your ability."

I didn't want to be sincere with the ancient people. I was really accepting disciples. I wanted to talk to Gu Yuan to confirm the name of teachers and disciples. Now Gu Yuan didn't wait, but waited for other people to speak unkindly.

"Hum."

With a cold drink, the old man shot in an instant. The void was slightly turbulent. The golden fighting spirit turned into a big hand and grabbed Chen Xiaoming. The terrible fighting spirit fluctuated into a tide, constantly suppressing Chen Xiaoming and trying to capture him.

"Broken."

The fighting spirit runs in the body. The Douluo divine fruit on the green wood tree is integrated into the body, and a bright silver light bursts out. The void is opened, and the golden fingerprints run through in an instant.

"Your fighting saint's strength is not good."

He opened his mouth and mocked. The origin of his blood disappeared. Chen Xiaoming's strength decreased. He fought with Douluo Shenguo. He also wanted to know whether Douluo Shenguo was stronger or Dousheng was stronger.

The fighting spirit of douzong level runs to the extreme, absorbing the fighting spirit of the outside world and supplementing the consumption of space divine power in the divine fruit. At the foot of Chen Xiaoming, the space is slightly turbulent and the figure still disappears.

When it reappeared, it was already on the old man's side and on his right hand. The silver light flashed. The power of terror made the space fluctuate. Before it was close, the old man was stunned.

"Hum..."

The space fluctuated. The old man raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. The golden fighting spirit surrounded his body. The fist shadow rowed in the void, bringing up layers of air waves, and then suddenly met Chen Xiaoming's fist.

"Bang."

The terrible energy fluctuation swept wildly across the sky. Even the space barrier shrouding this area was shocked with violent ripples, and faint cracks spread.

Two figures flashed past, retreated from the broken space and stood on both sides of the void.

The breeze floated, and the old man looked serious now. The blow just now made him try to find out Chen Xiaoming's strength and had to take it seriously.

At the moment, Chen Xiaoming moved his muscles and bones, swung his right fist, and looked at the old man with dignified eyes. The blow just now made Chen Xiaoming suffer a little loss. The opponent's fighting spirit was much stronger than himself.

However, in terms of the intensity of the attack, his space power obviously suppressed him.

His eyes swept over the old man. Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed and his figure moved, but he rushed up again.

"Come again!"