I am an authentic fairy sect, but I am a big villain

As in the past, Xiao Teng once again came to the training ground.

Seeing Xiao Teng with a stern face, all the young children of the Xiao family retreated one after another, and some even chose to slip away directly.

They were afraid of this person, and they came to them for a fight if they had nothing to do. The other party was of higher status than them, and it was difficult for them to refuse.

It's normal for someone to slip away, all of them with bruised noses and swollen faces, can they not slip away?

Looking at these people, no one dared to look at him. Xiao Teng has been suppressed for so many years, and now he is released, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Tsk! Are you still the children of the Xiao family? You hate cultivation so much?

Fighting is also a part of cultivation, how can one not want to practice because of fear of pain? "

After a few words, many people cursed inwardly.

If it wasn't for you, a guy who came to discuss with us when you have nothing to do, why would we hide in such fear?

"Hmph! Xiao Teng, why are you so arrogant? If you have the ability, you can challenge Xiao Ze! What's the point of always looking for us?"

One of them touched his bruised face.whispered softly.

He also only dared to mutter in a low voice, absolutely not daring to utter nonsense.

After being heard and dragged up to compete, I'm afraid there will be more bruises on my body.

After a while, seeing that no one accepted his invitation to discuss, Xiao Teng was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Trash! I'll fight you."

This familiar voice, this familiar tone, who else could it be except Xiao Ze.

Now there is only Xiao Ze in the family, and he blatantly calls Xiao Teng a waste.

No matter what people say, they are still two brothers, they can't be compared.

Xiao Teng, who was about to leave, stopped slightly, turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ze who was already standing on the training ground.

Then he turned around slowly, put his hands behind his back, and stared at Xiao Ze with burning eyes.

"Brother, I don't want to argue with you. If I go down now, I don't care about it."

It's not that he's worried that he won't be able to beat Xiao Ze, it's just that he simply doesn't want to fight with him.

For this younger brother, he still endured many times, and never forgot his mother's words before she died.

"I'm not interested in fighting you."

After leaving these words, Xiao Teng was ready to leave.

But at this time, the group of people watching the play below booed.

"Tch! You can only bully and bully us. When you meet Xiao Ze, you don't even dare to fart!"

"That's right! He's just a coward, he can only bully us!"

"Hmph! Bullying the weak and fearing the strong!"

……

There were bursts of ear-piercing sounds, and Xiao Teng's original forward steps suddenly stopped.

He is no longer who he was before, so there is no need to endure the unhappiness in his heart.

Isn't it just to fight?

The big deal is to hit it!

He, Xiao Teng, has never been afraid of anyone!

Turning around suddenly, Xiao Teng said with a cold face.

"Okay! Since you want to fight, I will give you face and give you a chance to fight with me."

He wanted everyone present to understand that he was the orthodox young master of the Xiao family, and no one else, including his younger brother.

Seeing that Xiao Teng actually accepted his challenge, Xiao Ze was slightly happy, and said in a deep voice.

"That's what you said!"

"I speak, and naturally it counts."

Afterwards, the two came to the arena and stood facing each other from left to right.

"Xiao Teng, don't think that you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me if you can practice again, I can tell you absolutely not!

I have cultivated much longer than you, how can you compare with me! "

A cold voice sounded, and Xiao Ze instantly drew out his divine weapon, the Chiyang Sword.

A flame came out.

Xiao Ze's whole body was wrapped in flames, as if a raging fire was burning.

Chiyang Battle Soul Art!

This is the technique that Xiao Ze practiced. Whenever he uses the Chiyang Battle Soul Art, his whole body will be covered in red.

"Hmph! My stupid brother, do you think I'm still the same as before? Let me show you now, my real strength!"

"what!!"

Spirit Devouring Technique!

A dark golden aura instantly enveloped Xiao Teng, exuding a very strong aura.

The younger generation of the Xiao family who were watching the battle below were shocked after feeling this momentum.

"This is... the middle stage of Dao Enlightenment Realm?!"

"This guy has broken through again!"

"When did you break through, so fast?"

……

They were all shocked that Xiao Teng had broken through to the middle stage of Dao enlightenment, obviously it was only in the early stage before, and only a few days have passed now.

And the person who was most shocked was naturally Xiao Ze.

He could feel a little sense of oppression coming from his body, and Xiao Teng's cultivation had surpassed his own unknowingly.

"impossible!"

Xiao Ze was unwilling to believe this was true for a while.

Of course, he didn't want to believe it. How could he accept that his rival's strength suddenly surpassed his own.

"Hmph! Don't think that you can suppress me like this! The Chiyang Battle Soul Art I practiced and my Chiyang Body echo each other, and with the Chiyang Sword in my hand, I will not lose to you!"

A fire flashed in Xiao Ze's eyes, he didn't think he had lost now.

Whether you win or lose, you can only know if you have played, and no one knows before you have played!

"drink!"

Xiao Ze has heard before that Xiao Teng's boxing skills are very powerful.

Naturally, Xiao Teng couldn't be given a chance to display his boxing skills, Xiao Ze stepped on the platform suddenly, and went straight to Xiao Teng in an instant.

The Scarlet Sun Sword seemed to echo the red spiritual power on his body, blending together perfectly.

"Good come!"

A golden light flashed in Xiao Teng's eyes, he had long wanted to teach his arrogant younger brother a lesson.

It was just that I didn't want to do that before, but now that my younger brother has already taken the initiative, there's no need to be polite.

The fist wrapped in dark golden spiritual power suddenly blasted out, Xiao Teng was not afraid of the collision at all.

"clang!!"

The collision of the fist and the Chiyang sword, the collision of the dark golden spiritual power and the red spiritual power, a powerful wave of energy spread out.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!..."

In an instant, the two sides had already engaged in several moves, and every fierce attack by Xiao Ze could be neutralized by Xiao Teng's pair of dark golden fists.

However, the Chiyang Sword is still a divine weapon, Xiao Teng is not powerful enough to fortify the power of a divine weapon.

Every time, he must use a lot of spiritual power to protect his fist, so as not to be pierced by the Chiyang sword.

But even so, there were still some small cuts in Xiao Teng's fists.

These openings were all caused by Chiyang Sword.

Xiao Ze suddenly swung his sword.

"Chiyang... Qianjun!"

Under the blessing of the red spiritual power, the Chiyang sword instantly turned into a large sword several meters long, and swept it fiercely.

Being cut in the middle by this sword, I am afraid that the whole person will be cut in half.

"Hmph!! Naive!"

"Holy Spirit Fist... heavy pressure!"

A huge golden fist descended from the sky and smashed fiercely on the big red sword.

"boom!!"