The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 409

Ha, Ren Xiaoyao, ah Ren Xiaoyao, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you just break in. I also want to ask you, we brothers have been waiting for you in the suburbs for so many days, why don't you show up? Have you been killed by us? Hahahaha!"

The young man became more and more proud as he spoke, with a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Ren Xiaoyao, you're not really dead, are you?" Two of Ren Xiaoyao's subordinates also ran over, and one of them looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a pale face and asked.

"Impossible, we clearly met him halfway, he couldn't be dead." The other man also turned pale.

"Humph, when we brothers were ambushing him halfway, he was on his way." The young man explained with a sneer, "If he wasn't lucky, he would have died in our hands long ago!"

After hearing their words, Ren Xiaoyao's heart moved slightly. This meant that these two people were coming for him.

"In that case, then go to hell and find your master!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and he pounced towards the young man, stabbing the young man with the dagger in his hand with a cold air.

When the young man saw this, his face changed drastically and he dodged in panic.

His martial arts skills were inferior to Ren Xiaoyao's, so it was very difficult for him to dodge, and for a while he was forced to retreat step by step.

A trace of panic flashed in the young man's eyes, and he suddenly pulled a companion next to him to block Ren Xiaoyao's attack. Ha, brother, who are you? How come I have never heard of you? You want to help me, right? "

Ren Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "My name is Ren Xiaoyao, but I don't know you!"

The man was stunned: "You are... Ren Xiaoyao?"

Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly: "It seems that I am quite famous!"

The man quickly explained: "My dear brother, you misunderstood me. That's not what I meant. I meant, what happened to your face? Why was it burned by fire?"

Ren Xiaoyao's face changed: "You know?"

The man nodded: "Of course, we in the Southern Martial Arts World all know about your deeds, Ren Xiaoyao."

Ren Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man.

Ren Xiaoyao's appearance was well-known in the southern martial arts world for his handsomeness. If others saw him being burned, they would definitely not believe it. But now, he did look a little embarrassed. This person could actually guess that he was Ren Xiaoyao by looking at the scars on his face, which showed that he was well-informed and his martial arts skills should be quite good.

Without waiting for Ren Xiaoyao to ask anything else, the young man continued, "Yes, I am very familiar with your appearance and figure. Whether you are Ren Xiaoyao or not, you can't escape! I will tie you up tonight and then go to pay tribute to your parents!"

Ren Xiaoyao frowned.

"Why, are you scared? Aren't you very powerful? Why are you scared now? Hahaha..." "Ha, you turned out to be a loser, no wonder you have been hiding like a mouse these days! Do you know who I am?"

Ren Xiaoyao frowned, it seemed that the other party was here to cause trouble.

“I don’t know!” Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't know. I will make sure you die without a complete body today!" The young man said, and then shouted, "Kill them all!"

Ren Xiaoyao's face was gloomy. It seemed that the other party wanted to kill him.

"You want to kill me, but have you asked for my consent?!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were cold, and a strong aura burst out from his body.

The young man suddenly felt a little pressure, but soon calmed down.

"Even if you are a congenital master, so what? You are destined to die today!" The young man roared and then hit Ren Xiaoyao with a stick.

Ren Xiaoyao met his attack with a punch!

Ren Xiaoyao is a child of destiny, gifted in martial arts. His punch was full of extraordinary momentum!

The two fists collided, and Ren Xiaoyao and the young man were both knocked back.

The young man didn't expect that he would lose to Ren Xiaoyao. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Boy, you are really strong, but you must die today!" The young man stepped in front of Ren Xiaoyao and raised the stick to hit Ren Xiaoyao again.

With a "bang" sound!

Ren Xiaoyao was knocked away again.

Ren Xiaoyao's face was uncertain, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he did not show any fear, instead his eyes became more determined. The moment he landed, he rolled to relieve the force, stabilized his body, secretly circulated his Qi, and the Qi and blood in his body surged but quickly returned to calm.

"How can a mere stick do anything to me?" Ren Xiaoyao sneered. He knew that there was no way out today. He could only fight hard to break this desperate situation. Facing the young man who rushed at him again, he already had a plan in mind.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged the attack and used the moment when the opponent's strength was exhausted to perform his unique body skills, moving through the shadow of the stick like a dragon, his figure erratic. Although the young man's attack was fierce, he could not touch Ren Xiaoyao at all.

Immediately, Ren Xiaoyao seized a flaw and approached the young man in an instant. He had no weapon in his hand, but he produced an invisible sword energy out of thin air and pointed it directly at the opponent's chest. This move was a unique skill that he had practiced for many years. Once it hit, even a master of the same level would be hard to escape from serious damage.

However, the young man was not an easy target. Seeing this, he immediately changed his tactics and turned his stick to attack, blocking the sword energy. The two fought in a flash, and the outcome was still uncertain. Ren Xiaoyao knew that it was difficult to win with just this sword energy, so he decided to go all out and not give his opponent a chance to breathe. While the young man was resisting the sword energy, he stepped on a wonderful footwork, and his body seemed to be surrounded by stars. He cleverly circled to the side of the young man, condensed his whole body's true energy, and wanted to perform a unique skill that could turn the tide of the battle.

But the young man's reaction was extremely sharp. Sensing the approaching danger, he suddenly wielded his stick, sweeping in all directions like a violent storm, forming an impenetrable stick net with the intention of blocking all of Ren Xiaoyao's attack routes.

Seeing this change, Ren Xiaoyao was not panicked, but his eyes became more determined. He took a deep breath, stretched his body, and like a meteor streaking through the night sky, he avoided the dense stick shadows. At the same time, the true energy in his body gathered in his right palm like a river flowing back, forming a faint golden palm print.

Just when the two sides were about to collide again, Ren Xiaoyao shouted, swung his right hand, and the golden palm print flew out of his hand and headed straight for the young man. This was the last move of the "Xiaoyao Nine Moves" - "Xiaoyao Wandering Dragon", which was extremely powerful. Once it hit, even if the opponent had a deep cultivation, he would inevitably be injured.

At this moment, the contest between the two has entered a white-hot stage. Both Ren Xiaoyao and the young man know that after this move, the loser may pay the price with his life. And the result of this competition will be revealed in a flash...

The young man had a solemn look on his face, with determination flashing in his eyes. Facing the incoming golden palm print, he did not hesitate to mobilize his internal strength. The long stick in his hand instantly grew several feet long, like a silver dragon turning the rivers and seas upside down, and met the golden dragon mark.

When the two intersected, the air spread out like ripples, the wind whistled, and the grass and trees swayed. The golden palm print and the silver stick shadow canceled each other out, and it seemed that only two colors were left in the world, fighting fiercely, competing with each other, and neither of them gave in.

At this critical moment of the confrontation, Ren Xiaoyao frowned, his mind completely immersed in the realm of martial arts, trying to break through the opponent's defense with his deep understanding of "Xiaoyao Youlong". The young man also supported himself with his deep inner strength. The majestic true energy contained in his stick technique was as heavy as a mountain. He defended his position and vowed to resolve this fatal offensive.

However, just when everyone thought the stalemate was about to end, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth into a faint smile, and the golden palm print that had originally been in contact with the silver stick actually underwent a subtle change after he secretly used the Xiaoyao Sect's unique mental method. The palm print became introverted and outward, and in an instant it split into nine smaller but equally powerful dragon auras, attacking the young man's defense from different directions.

The young man's face changed slightly, realizing that the situation was not good. He immediately changed the stick's position, trying to resolve the sudden multiple attacks. The stick shadow danced quickly, and he tried his best to resist every ray of the dragon's power. The whole scene suddenly became more thrilling, and the outcome was hanging by a thread. Each breath of the dragon contained enough power to destroy everything, just like nine little dragons breaking free from their restraints, circling and flying in the air, attacking the defense network set up by the young man one by one. He swung the long stick faster and faster, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the trajectory of the stick shadow with the naked eye, leaving only a residual shadow looming in the night.

The young man knew that if he was not careful at this moment, the nine dragon auras would break his defenses, so he took a deep breath, and the blood in his body surged, like rivers, lakes and seas flowing into a stream, all poured into the long stick. A layer of light silver light appeared on the stick, which was the manifestation of his ultimate concentration of true energy, like a river pouring down from the sky, trying to resist the violent storm-like attack with the extremely tenacious stick.

Just when the nine dragon auras were about to completely break his defense, the young man finally caught a glimmer of opportunity. He used the force of the dragon to counter the force, and cleverly directed one of the dragon auras to deflect, causing it to collide with another one, thus triggering a chain reaction and weakening the overall attack power.

This incident shocked Ren Xiaoyao, who had to admire his opponent's calmness and superb martial arts. However, he did not stop, but instead accelerated the operation of the Xiaoyao Sect's mental method, trying to readjust the attack rhythm of the dragon's breath and take the initiative again.

Ren Xiaoyao linked his hands, transformed his body, and performed strange movements with his feet. His figure shuttled between the nine dragon auras, as if he wanted to combine them into one again to form an even more fierce and unmatched attack. However, the young man had already seen through the opportunity. He bent his body slightly, gathering strength and preparing for this final duel of life and death.

When two strong men met, the wind and clouds changed color, the moonlight lost its luster, and only the two figures were left fighting under the night sky. After that moment of silence, there was a thunderous collision, which decided who would be the last strong man standing. The young man held the end of the long stick tightly, his eyes were as firm as iron, and the sleeves behind him rustled in the strong wind, as if all the power in the world was focused on him at this moment. He secretly used his internal strength, and the pores all over his body opened and closed slightly. Every inch of his skin seemed to have turned into a barrier to resist the attack, which further stimulated the glittering silver light on the long stick.

Ren Xiaoyao noticed that his opponent's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and his fighting spirit was aroused even more. He knew that this duel was not only a contest of martial arts between the two sides, but also a contest of will and wisdom. So he chanted the formula lightly, and the true energy in his body flowed instantly. The originally scattered nine dragon auras were controlled by his mind and suddenly became more agile and cunning, as if nine vivid little dragons were dancing in the air, but ready to tear apart anything that blocked them at any time.

At this critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao curled up a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and the energy in his palm reached its peak. Under his precise control, the nine dragon auras actually went upstream and merged together in an unprecedented form, turning into a huge dragon, which rushed straight towards the young man with the power to destroy the world.

The young man saw this, not only did he not panic, but his eyes sparkled with a strange light, as if he had expected this move. The long stick in his hand instantly burst into a dazzling brilliance, gathering all his cultivation and attracting the vitality of heaven and earth. In an instant, a star-like sword energy condensed at the tip of the stick, just like the Milky Way falling to the earth, welcoming the roaring dragon.

The two met and collided in the night sky, erupting earth-shaking energy ripples. The air was squeezed to make thunderous noises, and the nearby trees and rocks all trembled. And the result of this duel will be revealed to the world after this blow. Will Ren Xiaoyao turn the tide with the Xiaoyao Sect's unique skills, or will the young man dominate the world with his deep internal strength and extraordinary stick skills? Everything will be revealed in the next moment. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. Today, I don't think anyone can save you! "