Chapter 690 The Six Flame Dragon Masters

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was surprised.

But he still responded in time.

His mind was still connected to the Eight Dragon Burning Furnace in the Qiankun Ring, and the Wrathful Flame Ring, which was ready to go off, was instantly suppressed by him.

The tip of the Blizzard Sword in his hand reached three points away from the middle-aged man's throat.

The middle-aged man still did not move, just bowed.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, turned the edge of the sword, and withdrew the Blizzard Sword.

"Not fighting back?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"Haha." The middle-aged man's attitude changed drastically and he laughed a few times, "Your Majesty is joking, how dare you fight back."

"Your Majesty?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"Haha, your Majesty, there is no need to lie to me." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I am a member of the Meng family in the Sifang Region, so I still know some secrets."

"Anyone who possesses the Ice Lord's Order must be the top peerless talent in the Central Region."

"Your Excellency, at such a young age, has the peak cultivation level of the second level of the Earth's End, and can also unleash a combat power that is no less than that of the late Earth's End."

"And I have such valuable treasures as top-grade Yuanqi in my hand."

"If I still can't figure out the identity of the envoy, wouldn't I be a fool?"

Xiao Yi was confused when he heard this, but his expression did not change.

"Oh, by the way, which envoy in the Ice Palace are you?"

"I heard that the oldest Ice Order was lost countless years ago."

"In the Ice Palace, all the great geniuses have been searching all over the world."

"Walking around in some ancient caves and ancient ruins."

"Is this why your envoy came to this ruins?"

The middle-aged man, with a sneer on his face, tried to make friends with Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was thinking in his mind and said nothing.

The middle-aged man was still chattering, "I really didn't expect that the young man could meet the distinguished envoy in a remote place like Fengxu Kingdom."

"You are really lucky for this little one."

The middle-aged man even had a flattering look on his face.

Xiao Yi remained silent, his expression cold.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "Your Majesty? But what did the young man say wrong?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's expression changed, "Could it be that the envoy is not from the Ice Palace, but the genius of the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion?"

"That's right, the envoy just used the sword technique of Han Bing. He must be from the Sword Pavilion."

"Okay." Xiao Yi shouted coldly.

"Didn't your elders of the Meng family tell you that you shouldn't ask questions that you shouldn't ask?"

"Yes, yes, you are talking too much." The middle-aged man looked surprised.

"Sifangyu, the Meng family, right? I know this family." Xiao Yi sneered playfully.

"I am here this time because I have other important matters."

"Remember, keep your mouth shut. If you let others know what happened today, there will be consequences..."

"I understand, little one." The middle-aged man immediately bowed and said.

"Well, very good." Xiao Yi looked proud, "It's nothing, you can get out."

"But remember my warning."

"The Meng family is just a mere word. I can turn it into ashes with just one word."

Xiao Yi pretended to be arrogant.

"Please rest assured, I have forgotten what happened today." The middle-aged man bowed and said.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

The middle-aged man saluted again, his figure flashed, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared from the spot.

For a long time, Xiao Yi looked around cautiously.

Powerful perception covered the entire ruins.

It was one thing that he couldn't defeat the middle-aged man, but it was impossible to hide his perception.

After a few minutes, nothing happened again, and Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Pfft." A mouthful of rich bloody blood spurted out.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man finally stopped.

Otherwise, if he forced the use of four-color flames and dragon flames under such circumstances, even if he could kill the middle-aged man, the backlash he would have endured would probably be unbearable.

Even though he finally gave up, he had just forcefully mobilized his strongest combat power, and the backlash he suffered caused him to be seriously injured again.

The small world that had been repaired with great difficulty had been damaged again.

The degree of damage is even more serious than before.

Cultivation level was directly reduced to the first level of Dongxuan.

In this small world, the level of scars is shocking.

"Damn it." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Yi, are you okay?" Du Youyou ran over and asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Xiao Yi shook his head.

There is no way to backfire again.

The crisis will be eliminated.

The middle-aged man was chattering endlessly just now, and he was afraid that he would reveal some clues, so he could only scare him away.

After all, he is not from the Ice Palace, nor is he the genius of the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

And obviously, the reason why the middle-aged man stopped in time and showed a fearful expression just now was because of the Ice Lord Token on his body.

Although I don't know exactly what happened.

But I also got some news from the words of the middle-aged people.

Can a person at the pinnacle of the earth be so fearful.

It proves that those two forces must have Tianji Realm behind them, and they are definitely not just Tianji Realm.

In addition, Fengxu Kingdom is just a small, remote place.

The so-called Sifang Territory, or somewhere else, is the truly wonderful place in the Central Territory.

However, to get to these places, you must first leave Fengxu Kingdom.

"Yuyou, do you know Lord Bing?" Xiao Yi asked.

The information previously found in the archives room of Shura Palace in Qingfeng City was limited after all.

For some questions, perhaps it would be more clear to ask Du Youyou, a ‘local’ from the Central Region.

"Master Bing?" Du Youyou looked worried and reached out to touch Xiao Yi's forehead.

"Xiao Yi, are you really sick because of your illness before?"

"Let me see if your brain is sick."

Xiao Yi slapped Du Youyou's hand away angrily and said, "I'm fine. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Du Youyou curled her lips and said, "You are not from the Fengxu Kingdom. It's just that you didn't know about the Fengxu Kingdom before."

"Venerable Bing, one of the Six Venerables of Yanlong, who doesn't know him?"

"That is the most legendary figure in our Yanlong Continent."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi frowned and motioned for Du Youyou to continue.

Du Youyou continued, "The Six Masters of Yanlong are great martial arts masters of the human race that existed before ancient times."

"They are older than the Eight Ancient Palaces."

"He is truly a strong man who stands proudly on top of the continent."

"However, tens of millions of years have passed, and no one knows whether they are alive or dead, and their deeds have not been reported for countless years."

"It seems to me that they are all dead."
To be continued...