Boundless sea of flowers, fragrance everywhere.
Since Ao Fan learnt the first three of the "Seven Styles of Blood War" from the Blood Peak Elder, he came to the flower sea on request, and practiced without any hardship, regardless of the time of day or night. Whenever his heart moves and he has an epiphany, he will immediately practice, regardless of the black and white of heaven and earth!
Blood Claw Style, Blood Slaughter Style, Blood Shadow Style, these three styles he has practiced many times, well versed in his heart, just has not been through the battle, did not turn rotten into magic. But even so, these three styles were performed by him, and still possessed notable power.
The entire sea of flowers was a place for him to cultivate. Every corner of it had his passing footsteps. However, as such, the sea of flowers, which was already very dense, was destroyed a little during Ao Fan's cultivation.
Initially, Ao Fan didn't pay any attention to this situation of the sea of flowers. But for a long time, looking at a few broken faded flowers are located in the lush flowers, is a bit blinding, and he is in the cultivation of the spare time, but also has nothing to do, it will move the mind, the sea of flowers to clean up a bit.
For a few days, the results were extremely low. However, after a long period of time, the sea of flowers was packed with crisscrossed earth paths, connecting the sea of flowers in all directions. Especially outside the passage that connects to the Dragon Valley, the flowers in that area have been moved by Ao Fan to other places, leaving a large open space for him to cultivate.
The sky was blue, the warm smouldering sunlight shone down, the earth was golden. The breeze was gentle, driving the fragrance of the flowers, surging in all directions.
A gust of blistering wind whistling suddenly rang out, like a crane's long call, which was exceptionally clear in this quiet place. At the same time, the heaven and earth yuan qi in the surrounding space was stirred into chaos, driven by a red shadow flowing.
That red shadow, even like blood, red through and through, that frequently resounded whistling sound, is also precisely which came out.
Gust of invisible wind, such as heaven and earth yuan qi general, also by the red shadow stirred up, meet the ground swept wildly, suddenly sand and dust in the sky, walking stone rolling.
Suddenly, the red shadow was gone, a crescent-like red blade flew out from it, with a cracking sound, cutting through the dry hard earth, instantly cutting a long gully.
Until the red blade disappeared, the gully on the ground only clear to show, actually have ten feet long!
When the dust in the air settled, a red upright figure appeared, it was Ao Fan!
He stood there, not moving, but gave a rock-like hardness, pine-like uprightness. The light wind blew, driving his long hair to fly; between his forehead, a pair of dragon horns, with his deep cultivation, more and more red. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes slightly trembling, as if he was thinking back on his cultivation just now. The tightly pursed lips indicated that he had become even more resolute.
More than a year had passed, and he had not stepped out of the Dragon Valley and the Sea of Flowers, still wearing that red garment. It already looked a bit worn out and stained with a lot of dust, not at all like the clothes a prince should wear.
But so what?
He looked at his hands, smooth and white, like that of a newborn baby, but possessing great strength!
These powers, all of which he had gained from his hard training day and night, gave him a satisfying sense of fulfilment. And how could brocade clothes and jade food make him feel this way?
Putting away his hands, he turned around and walked inside that dark cave, heading towards the Dragon Valley.
In the middle of every month, he would always set aside a day, not to rest, not to relieve his fatigue, but only to go to the Dragon Valley with its long history, to experience the ancient aura of the vicissitudes of the sea while quietly cultivating.
Walking into the darkness, stepping towards the light.
Ao Fan's mind was quiet, and what was in his mind was still the first three of the seven styles of Blood Battle. The Blood Claw Stance, Blood Slaughter Stance, and Blood Shadow Stance, one by one, slipped through his mind like shadows. In front of him, it was as if he saw a shadowy figure performing these three styles.
These three styles were actually even more subtle and perfect when performed by that shadow!
Ao Fan watched unconsciously, and a large swathe of enlightenment surged in his heart. When the Blood Shadow Style was displayed in front of him by that shadow, he finally acted.
In that instant, the Yuan Qi attached to the blood in the blood veins in his body flowed rapidly, penetrating into his limbs and bones, causing him to instantly feel an incomparable lightness in his entire body. Immediately, his body shape flashed, originally still in the passage, but suddenly rushed out. Suddenly "bang" a sound, he seemed to hit something, not by the force of the shock back.
"Bold, who is it that dares to charge against His Excellency the Violet Jade." An explosive voice rang out violently, his voice was quite loud.
After Ao Fan paused his footsteps, he looked forward and immediately understood.
Originally, just now, he had some enlightenment in the dark passageway, all the way was very distracted, when he was about to walk to the mouth of the cave, he couldn't help but perform the Blood Shadow Style, his speed steeply doubled, rushed out of the cave, and bumped into the dragons outside the cave.
After realising this, he was a little strange in his heart, wondering why there were other dragon clans standing at the entrance of the cave. One must know that the mouth of the Dragon Valley was guarded by the Blood Peak Elders, and if any Dragon Clan wished to enter this cave, they would definitely be stopped.
"Bold, how dare you not reply to my words, simply looking for death!" The dragon clan who had just shouted angrily was furious when he saw that Ao Fan was thinking straight about himself and ignoring him.
That Dragon Clan was dressed in green, with a proud face, looking like he was eleven or twelve years old, with a pair of green dragon horns on his forehead, which could be seen that his bloodline was the Green Dragon, a lower-ranked Divine Beast within the Dragon Clan.
This dragon race in the fury at the same time, but also to Ao Fan running, hands condensed into a fist, Yuan Qi covering, lifting the Qi bombardment, actually no mercy.
Ao Fan frowned slightly, but had no fear. In his opinion, the strength of the dragon race was not even as good as the first level of the Mortal Realm, not to mention that it was compared to him who had long entered the first level of the Mortal Realm and had cultivated the first three of the Seven Styles of the Blood Battle.
He merely waved out a palm, like a dark shadow in the night, making it difficult to figure out the traces. In this palm, there was some shadow of the Blood Claw Style, but it wasn't exactly the Blood Claw Style, it was simply a random swing by Ao Fan.
It is this kind of casual swing, but contains countless moves to the truth, instantly broke through the green dragon's defence, slapped on the other party's chest, the other party far away from the slap, until it was sent flying more than ten zhang before it could land on the ground.
That green dragon spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and looked at Ao Fan in horror, his face had lost its arrogance and he no longer dared to move around.
"Your Excellency is good!" At this time, a voice of praise rang out, and then said, "It's just that although Your Excellency's skills are good, why did you move against a certain person. Fang Mou remembers that he didn't seem to have offended a clan member like Your Excellency."
Ao Fan had long since discovered that apart from the green dragon who had been injured by himself, there was another dragon clan present, and it should be the one that the green dragon had referred to as His Excellency Ziyu, and the one he had inadvertently bumped into.
Therefore, after that dragon clan spoke, he followed the voice and looked over.