Chapter 300 Three Steps to Sainthood
"Boom~"

Two extremely powerful forces exploded in the space, causing the space to collapse and sink, completely unable to withstand the ravages of these two terrifying forces.

The Heavenly Dragon Saint was wearing a dragon robe and standing in the void, letting the remaining might wreak havoc, but it stopped and dissipated in front of him. He stared at the intact figure below with his eyes slightly fixed, his voice gradually colder: "No wonder you dare to talk to this Saint like this, you are quite capable."

An ordinary high-level semi-saint would definitely not be able to withstand this attack. Even if it was just a casual blow, it was an attack from a peak one-star Dou Sheng. Its power was definitely not something a high-level semi-saint could withstand.

The reason why a half-saint is a half-saint is that his body has not yet completely transformed, and he is fundamentally different from a real fighting saint.

However, the kid in front of him was very strange. His body was incredibly strong, seemingly not weaker than a real Douluo Saint. Even his Douluo Qi was incredibly powerful, and his soul power was also very strong. If his strength had not remained at the level of a high-level semi-saint, he might not have been able to defeat him.

"But a half-saint is still a half-saint!" He whispered coldly, as if he was judging the other party's fate. "This saint will make you understand the gap between a half-saint and a true fighting saint!"

As he finished speaking, he seemed to be truly standing in this space. An extremely vast and terrifying fighting spirit surged out of his body, and his entire body seemed to be bathed in golden light. The heaven and earth were shaking under his fighting spirit, and nine huge dragon shadows emerged behind him, as if they were the Supreme Being.

At this moment, Tianlong Saint seemed to be the real Fighting Saint. His every word and action contained tremendous pressure. He ignored Yao Yan and stretched out his palm. The power of heaven and earth shook, and golden light gathered to form a golden palm print under his palm, suppressing Yao Yan again.

This time, he was undoubtedly much more serious, and his power was much stronger than before, almost collapsing the space.

"Surrender your hands, and I may spare your life!"

As the palm print fell, the cold and ruthless voice of the Tianlong Saint echoed between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the space around Yao Yan has collapsed, shattered and then crushed. Everything along the way has been crushed. It seems that there is no other way to leave except to take it head-on. This is the power of a true Fighting Saint. For such a strong man, the space can be manipulated at will.

If Yao Yan was still at the Dou Zun level, the pressure from this palm alone would be enough to seriously injure and kill him.

"The peak of one-star Dou Sheng?" Yao Yan's eyes reflected the golden palm print, and purple-blue flames rose in his eyes. The next moment, like a volcano erupting, the power in his body began to surge out. A subtle purple light lingered between his eyebrows, and a pair of huge bone wings emerged behind him. Fine dragon scales quickly spread on his skin, and his aura soared several times in just a few breaths.

"boom!"

He did not move at all, but flames rose around him. The majestic purple-blue flame shot up into the sky and slammed into the golden palm print, then wrapped around it, turning the sky into a sea of ​​fire. The falling golden palm print was burned with a hissing sound and shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Strange fire?" A strange look flashed in the eyes of the Tianlong Saint. In his knowledge, the strange fire used by the person in front of him was not any of the ones on the Strange Fire List, and its power was too great. It could even dissolve his fighting spirit.

"If this is your last resort, you can go down now."

He snorted coldly, and the fighting spirit he infused in increased suddenly, causing the shrunken golden palm print to instantly grow dozens of times larger, like a mountain suppressing Yao Yan.

"Five-wheel Fire Method, start!"

With a low shout from below, the temperature of heaven and earth soared in an instant. Five huge strange fire spirits soared into the sky and transformed into an incomparably huge seven-colored fire disk, holding a golden palm print, soaring into the sky and slamming fiercely towards the Tianlong Saint.

"?!" The expression of Saint Tianlong finally changed, because he felt the power of seven kinds of strange fire from this attack. The intertwined power was terrifying, far exceeding the attack of a half-saint, and was even enough to pose a threat to him.

Where on earth did this monster come from? He can actually use seven kinds of strange fire for his own benefit. Even those people from the Yan Clan don’t have this ability!

His mind raced, but his hands moved at no slow pace. The nine golden dragon shadows behind him turned from virtual to real, entwining with each other and transforming into a giant sword nearly a hundred feet long. Under his control, he swung it down at the seven-colored fire disk.

"Nine Dragon Golden Emperor Sword! Cut!"

The golden giant sword fell from mid-air, and wherever it passed, the space was cut open smoothly, as if nothing could stop it, until it landed on the seven-colored fire disk. The two of them suddenly froze, but the next moment, the seven-colored fire disk was cut open, as if it could no longer block the edge of the sword.

But before the Heavenly Dragon Saint could relax, the seven-colored fire disk that had just been cut suddenly exploded. The power of the seven strange fires intertwined with the power of destruction, ravaging the world.

"Boom~"

The Tianlong Saint frowned slightly and raised his hand to block the destructive force. Then a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. He controlled the Nine Dragon Golden Emperor Sword in the sea of ​​fire to tear apart the sea of ​​fire and continued to slash towards the position where Yao Yan was, intending to destroy Yao Yan first.

The Fighting Saint cannot be insulted. No matter what Yao Yan's background is, if he offends him, he will have to pay the price.

"brush!"

The Nine Dragon Golden Emperor Sword slashed down fiercely, and the sea of ​​fire formed by the seven kinds of strange fire could not stop it at all. It was easily cut open, and then Yao Yan's figure was revealed. Compared with this huge sword, Yao Yan's body looked particularly small.

The Heavenly Snake Saint and the Spirit Turtle Saint who were watching the battle from afar were both watching this battle with strange looks in their eyes. They obviously had not expected that Tianlong would be forced to use a big move by a high-level semi-saint. The Nine Dragon Golden Emperor Sword was one of Tianlong's famous skills and had reached the heavenly level.

"This kid is not simple. He actually possesses seven kinds of strange fire. If I am not mistaken, they should be the Netherworld Poison Fire, Blue Lotus Earth Core Fire, Wind Fury Dragon Flame, Fallen Heart Flame, Sea Heart Flame, Bone Spirit Cold Fire and Three Thousand Flames!" The Spirit Turtle Saint narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

"I remember there is a Three Thousand Flames in Danta. Could it be that this kid is related to Danta?" The Sky Snake Saint asked hesitantly.

"After this battle, just ask Tianlong and you will know. The winner will soon be decided." The Spirit Turtle Saint said slowly. Obviously, he did not think that the opponent could block the sword of the Tianlong Saint. As for dodging... In a fight at the Dousheng level, the surrounding space will inevitably be disrupted first. In this case, dodging is the most stupid behavior and will only make you a sitting duck.

"?!"

But soon, the expressions of the two people watching the show froze, and they all looked at the scene in disbelief.

The giant sword fell and directly tore Yao Yan's figure into pieces. It turned out to be a flame clone. The next moment, the Tianlong Saint who was in the sky was hit badly. A whip kick hit the old waist heavily. The terrifying power mixed with the power of seven kinds of strange fire poured down in an instant, kicking the Tianlong Saint out before he could react.

"Puff~" A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. Tianlong Saint looked at Yao Yan who suddenly appeared beside him in disbelief. He didn't know how the other party got so close to him. He didn't sense any fluctuation of spatial force.

"Curious?" A light voice sounded in the ears of Tianlong Saint, and then a figure appeared beside him, while Yao Yan's figure in the distance disappeared immediately. "?!"

The Heavenly Dragon Saint's hair stood on end, and a sense of danger enveloped his whole body. Fortunately, his body's instinct made him release his defensive fighting skills, and a golden dragon shadow lingered around him.

However, the hasty defense could not stop the opponent's long-planned kick. The terrifying force poured down, shattering the clothes in front of the Tianlong Saint and kicking him to the ground. Before he could catch his breath, Yao Yan's figure reappeared like a ghost and kicked him into the sky again.

Suddenly, the scene became extremely strange. In the sea of ​​fire, a figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, playing with the Tianlong Saint at his feet.

It was not until the Heavenly Dragon Saint roared that the golden dragon shadow instantly turned into substance, like a giant golden dragon circling around him, repelling the sea of ​​fire, and interrupting Yao Yan's attack. He looked at the figure standing in the distance in great embarrassment, his face extremely ugly.

The previous attack did not cause him too serious injuries, but he had not experienced such a miserable state for many years. Now he was forced to this point by a junior.

The Heavenly Dragon Saint had a gloomy face and a bone-chilling voice: "Okay, very good, I didn't want to kill you, but you forced me to do it... No matter what your background is today, no one can save you!"

"roar~"

The golden dragon coiled around his body roared towards the sky, as if it contained a unique power that suppressed the strange fires around it.

"Tianlong has been forced into a corner and even released the Golden Dragon of Luck~" The Heavenly Snake Saint chuckled in a gloating manner, and at the same time looked at Yao Yan with doubtful eyes. If he guessed correctly, the other party should have used a method of teleportation just now. His body shape could actually switch with the strange fire at will. How compatible is this kid with the strange fire?
Even some of the Yan Clan elders he was familiar with did not have this ability, and even the Yan Clan chief could only barely fuse the two kinds of strange fire.

"It's not a good thing. Tianlong is really angry... If we let them keep fighting like this, we won't be able to seal the surroundings for too long. Once the noise gets out of hand, it will attract some old monsters from Zhongzhou." The Spirit Turtle Saint frowned and said. He was hiding well in the northwest continent and didn't want to be involved in these fights.

"This kid should be behind the Snake People. I just don't know which party is behind him. He actually has his eyes on this piece of land in the northwest continent... Forget it, this matter is over, let's hide somewhere else." The Heavenly Snake Saint sighed and said helplessly.

The Northwest Continent is so barren, yet it can attract the attention of those people. It is really a bit bullying. Unfortunately, the higher you stand, the more you cherish your life. Without any benefits, who would be willing to fight for his life?

Moreover, when your strength reaches this level, a fight to the death rarely happens. If you give in, others won't push you too far.

Tianlong had no choice. His own strength was related to the fortune of the Tianlong Empire. He had no way to hide. He could only consider it his bad luck.

……

“Spatial shift? With your strength, it is impossible for you to control this level of power. It should be some special fighting skill that can switch the position of the strange fire!” Tianlong Saint is not a weakling. Except for those core disciples of the Imperial Clan, all others who can cultivate to the level of Fighting Saint are monstrous characters.

These people's combat instincts were so sharp that after a little analysis, they were able to determine the source of Yao Yan's abilities.

"So what if he saw it?" Yao Yan didn't care. The Ten Thousand Fire Clone was created by the Dou Di of the Yan Clan. His fighting skills were abnormal and allowed him to possess space movement similar to that of a five-star Dou Saint or above at the level of a high-level semi-saint. This kind of ability could not be broken by anyone below a five-star Dou Saint, and it made him invincible and allowed him to bully his opponents at will.

At the same time, he looked at the Heavenly Dragon Saint and kindly reminded him, "Instead of worrying about these things, you should consider your body first."

"My body?" Saint Tianlong frowned slightly, and then his expression changed, because wisps of mottled poison had penetrated deep into his body without him knowing when. These poisons were extremely strange. They could actually feed on Dou Qi and thereby strengthen themselves. Moreover, they had the same origin as his own Dou Qi. If Yao Yan had not reminded him, he would not have been able to discover it for a while.

"Poison? What a despicable boy!" He clenched his fists and said coldly.

"Despicable? This little poison should not be able to kill a Douluo. At most it can weaken your strength. But after fighting till now, I have a rough idea of ​​your strength. If you have no other means, you can just die." Yao Yan said calmly and indifferently.

"Just you?" The Tianlong Saint laughed in anger.

But he soon stopped laughing, because as Yao Yan took a step forward, the sea of ​​fire around him suddenly expanded, forcefully broke free from the suppression of the Golden Dragon of Luck, and poured into his body, causing Yao Yan's aura to surge in an instant, and he leaped from a high-level semi-saint to the level of a one-star Dou Sheng.

As he took the second step, his aura increased further, rising to the peak one-star level.

Under the incredulous gaze of the Tianlong Saint, Yao Yan took the third step and his strength broke through to the two-star Dou Sheng. Purple-blue flames lingered around his body, and the terrifying power of strange fire filled the world, like a master of fire.

"Come on, second round, I hope you can last longer~" Yao Yan showed a kind smile.

"How is this possible! Even the family crests of those Dou Di families should not have this much increase!!" Tianlong Saint was terrified. He couldn't believe what he saw before him. Someone could actually use a secret method to forcibly increase his strength from a high-level semi-saint to a two-star Dou Saint.

What a joke!
How can his body, as a high-level semi-saint, withstand this level of strength increase? When will a high-level semi-saint be able to fight against a real Douluo Saint!
"I don't believe it!" The Tianlong Saint's heart was almost broken. He let out a low roar, and golden fighting spirit filled the sky and earth. Nine golden dragons appeared behind him like real entities, entwining each other. A huge amount of fighting spirit condensed into a dragon ball in front of him. With the blessing of the golden dragon of luck, the power of the dragon ball began to condense and stabilize.

Yao Yan was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and summoned the power of the origin of seven strange fires, condensing a seven-colored fire lotus. With his current strength as a two-star Douluo, he really wanted to know to what extent the destructive power of the seven-colored fire lotus could reach.

"Tianlong is crazy!"

"That kid is also crazy!"

The expressions of the Heavenly Snake Saint and the Spirit Turtle Saint who saw this scene changed drastically. They had never imagined that a simple exchange meeting would turn into a life-and-death battle between fighting saints. Moreover, the Tianlong in front of them was completely crazy and no longer cared about what happened to the Northwest Continent.

But who could have imagined that a high-level semi-saint would dare to challenge a real fighting saint and even force him to this extent.

Wasn’t the original purpose to inquire about the other party’s purpose of coming to the Northwest Continent?

How did it become like this?

Just start fighting when there is a disagreement?!

What a fuck!
(End of this chapter)