I practice ruthless way

The bluestone was scorched black suddenly, the temperature rose rapidly, and the broken branches and leaves were swept by the flames, and they were instantly wiped out.The evil monks were forced back a few feet by the scorching air, and after exchanging glances, three of them stepped forward, stepping apart at the same time, raising their hands and palms, trying to extinguish the blazing phoenix fire.

Of course, the Phoenix Fire wouldn't just go out like this.

Seeing Hongchen in Xiao Man's hand, he replaced it with a long bow, and drew the bow to full capacity with lightning speed.

In a moment, three flames pierced the sky, not hitting the heads or chests of the three people, but shooting behind them.It fell to the ground with a thud, and another wall of fire rose from the messy ruins.

The evil monk retreats again.

The expressions of the three people trapped between the walls of fire darkened, they were trapped back and forth, and they simply flew up, intending to cross over like this - but they heard a short and loud "boom", and the flames suddenly rolled into the sky, driving them forward Road blocked.

It was the two Taixuan realm talisman cultivators standing on the top of the Kutan Temple, with Xiao Man's phoenix true fire as the center, urging the wind talisman and fire talisman to build a higher barrier!

"Enter!"

I don't know who among these three people said such a word, the next moment, they all stepped into the fire.

Before this, when Xiao Man used Phoenix fire to kill people, he always directly injected the fire into the opponent's body, extinguishing life and vitality in an instant, and he had never tried to burn and devour it from outside the body.

Xiao Man took a step back and didn't make another move.He was very curious about what would happen if this group of people met his Phoenix True Fire.

If ordinary practitioners walked into this wall of fire, they would probably scream at the very last moment, but these three did not.

However, it is not difficult to see the pain gradually showing on their faces.But the more painful, the faster the pace.The robe on his body was completely swallowed by the flames, his arms and legs were scorched black, and pieces fell off, but he still kept his posture and stepped forward step by step.

This group of people is much more difficult to deal with than the remnants of the Wushi Jingzong who appeared in the secret realm of Giant Spirit Mountain, but madness is the same, and they must achieve their goals even if they destroy themselves.

"Uncle Master, this fire won't kill them!" The Gushan disciples behind Xiao Man said anxiously. They were forced to retreat by the heat wave for a long distance. forward.

Xiao Manping gave a flat "hmm".

But it also shows that if given enough time, it is enough to burn them to death.In other words, the current fire is not big enough.

A little more fire would be nice.

Xiao Man said "enter the temple" to them, and put the bow into the Qiankun ring.The wind and waves were like waves, blowing his plain white sleeves bulging and flying, he took a deep breath, and was about to make a move, when suddenly he saw the talisman on the roof offering the talisman paper again.

The spiritual power on the paper is surging, piercing the void like a blade, the streamer sinks into the flames, and forms a net in an instant, not to force people back, but to trap them in the flames!

At this moment, Jin Tiannan stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, it's not that time yet."

Looking at the people outside the flames, he said: "These evil monks have strange skills and strong physiques, but they are not particularly proficient in the way of fighting. Let me come and stop them!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hands and started to fight.

Kudan Temple also opened the mountain protection formation, but the scope was reduced to the surrounding of the temple, with the scorching fire as the boundary to protect the people behind the fire wall.

Jin Tiannan landed on the basis of the mountain protection formation at an extremely fast speed.The two talisman repairers used their fingers as pens to draw talismans out of thin air, delaying the extinguishing process of the Phoenix fire.

Three or four minutes later, the three evil monks who were trapped in the wall of fire by the talisman were burned alive. No one of their companions came forward to rescue them, and no one dared to rush forward and break through forcefully. The battle situation came to a short pause.

The battle between Taiqing Holy Land and Taiqing Holy Land is still going on.

Yan Wushu borrowed a fight with the young monk, and dropped a few swords to the Sun Moon Square, clearing the chaotic situation.The latter stared down at the ground for a while, without any movement, waited until the evil monk retreated more than ten meters away from the fire wall, spread out formations all over the sky, built an enchantment, raised his head and said to Yan Wushu: "Lingguang Lord is really a good plan. "

"Thank you for the compliment." Yan Wushu said lightly.During this process, he did not attack the person facing him, but when the words fell, the Heaven and Earth Chaolai Sword suddenly left.

The sword moved extremely fast, the snow-bright long sword drew out a snow-bright arc, turned several times in the void, and suddenly appeared in front of the young monk.

The tip of the sword was straight at the opponent's eyes.

This person has cultivated a body, his skin is really rough and fleshy, and it is difficult to cut even the most fragile throat of ordinary people, but Yan Wushu believes that his eyes are also the same.

People move with the sword.

The black robe swirls up and down, and the arc of light drawn out is fleeting.Yan Wushu's speed was so fast that the afterimage was in the sky, and the deity had appeared behind the young monk, with his sword fingers drawn together behind his ear.

This is the second possible weakness that Yan Wushu thought of, because this is a place that is easily overlooked.

Yan Wushu attacked with his sword at the same time.

The monk simply lowered his eyes, flipped his hands and wrists, and quickly turned sideways, blocking two attacks at the same time.

when!

There was another sound of sharp objects colliding.

Yan Wushu recalled the tide from heaven and earth, and used his strength to sweep back a few feet away.The young monk took advantage of the momentum to pursue, but saw the second sword coming out of nowhere in a blink of an eye, aiming at his side earlobe.

The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and he was slapping Yan Wushu, and he couldn't dodge it at all.The sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and then picked it up, severely cutting off one of his ears.

As the blood dripped down, the young monk's palms were full of vigor, setting off a bitter storm and slapping Yan Wushu's heart brazenly.

"So you can control two swords at the same time." He stared at Yan Wushu and said in a deep voice.

Yan Wushu raised his right hand and grabbed the second sword in his hand, the two swords interlaced, the sword light soared, and swung out to face his blow!

"In the secret realm of Giant Spirit Mountain, I have manipulated several at the same time, and it was the same when I killed the sword master. How do you do intelligence work, and you can't even find out this?" Yan Wushu said slowly.

A look of hatred flashed across the young monk's eyes, but he soon became indifferent.

Just a small injury.

Yan Wushu separated the two swords that were staggered in his hands, stepped on the air with his toes, and suddenly swept up tens of feet, then turned around, and used the force of the dive to draw out the sword again.

The person will be wounded, and it will prove to be capable of killing.

He changed a set of swordsmanship, the sword rose and fell, and his steps were a little more casual.

Crazier.

When the sword was drawn, the breath was restrained, but the moment it fell, it was like a thunderstorm, a huge torrent, and it was so suppressed that it was difficult to breathe.

It was the same drunken sword that he created when he broke through the holy realm of Taiqing.

The sword light is dazzling, better than the shining sunlight in the sky.

The sword light was chaotic, like flowers blooming in spring, blooming in full bloom, and full of anger.

After Yan Wushu cut off his opponent's left ear with the second sword, the situation began to change.It gradually became difficult for the young monk to dismantle his moves. In the end, he couldn't find an opportunity or a gap to counterattack, so he had to defend with all his strength.

After confronting each other with palms and swords, he took advantage of the situation to draw away, swept away a certain distance, and looked at Yan Wushu with serious eyes: "It turns out that you retained your strength before."

"Thank you... for the compliment?" Yan Wushu sneered, "You thought that when I cut off your ear, it was just a wound. But didn't you notice it? After losing one ear, there was a subtle change in your moves. Variety."

Those with advanced realms fight, and the victory or defeat often depends on the details.

A person is born with two ears, and has lived like this for decades and hundreds of years. His actions, behaviors, and habits seem to have nothing to do with them, but in fact they are all based on them. If one of them is lost, even if he can As usual, but only roughly as usual.

There was a change in the flow of spiritual power, but it was too trivial and in the midst of a battle, the young monk never paid attention to it.

And Yan Wushu, from the very beginning, had this kind of idea, what he wanted was this kind of change.

Between words, Yan Wushu raised his sword and came out.

The expression on his face disappeared, his eyes became indifferent, his body speed reached the extreme, and he raised his momentum and fell his sword in just an instant.

A sword moved the world, sand and stones flew wildly on the ground, and clouds in the sky churned.

Standing on the ruins, those who look up at the high-altitude battle will see the sword, and the winner will be determined.The evil monks clasped their hands together and chanted mantras, intending to help the young monks.

Xiao Man stood behind the barrier, drawing his bow expressionlessly.Every arrow he shot was quenched with real fire, and he drew the bow twice, shooting a total of six arrows, and the arrows pressed into the throats of these people.

The evil monks hid or blocked, the curse was interrupted, and Yan Wushu's sword fell on the head of the young monk.

The name of the sword comes from the tide of heaven and earth, and it naturally takes advantage of the momentum of the sky and the earth, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and above the sky, a blue light of purple electricity suddenly appears.

The whole world went dark, and the air froze at this moment.

The young monk's eyes were shattered, and his eyes were bloodshot. He crossed his knees in the air, flipped his palms, and slapped towards the sky.

The sword fell into his hand.With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure swayed suddenly, and he fell from the void.

But not dead.

Or because of the body of cultivation.

Yan Wushu gave a flat "tsk" in his heart.Several evil monks jumped into the air and joined forces to hold the young monk up.He gave Yan Wushu a hard look, and ordered in a low voice, "Retreat."

All the evil monks said "yes".Yan Wushu's lips curled into a smile, "Want to leave?"

"Mr. Ling Guang, you can't kill me." The young monk cast another glance at Yan Wushu.

Where he could not see, Yan Wushu's hand behind his back quietly spread his palm upwards.

This movement crossed the burning flames, crossed the radiant barrier, and fell into Xiao Man's eyes.

Xiao Man stood in front of the temple, slowly lowering his eyelids.

The plain white robe fluttered up and down, seeing the world of mortals jumping upwards, wrapped in the real fire of the phoenix, cutting through the sky, and falling steadily into Yan Wushu's open hands.

The young monk's complexion changed drastically, he lost his composure just now, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and ran away at a faster speed.But Yan Wushu was faster than him.He frowned, and pushed the person who was supporting him towards Yan Wushu with his backhand.

These people also knew that they had become abandoned sons, instead of fleeing, they joined hands and tried to stop Yan Wushu.

Yan Wushu held the sword expressionlessly, and the mighty sword energy surged like a torrent. With one sweep, all the people were knocked down, and then flashed to the side of the young monk.

With the sword raised, aim at the side face of this man who lost his left ear.

The sword light mixed with the fire light drew an arc in the void, and the Phoenix fire burned the bloody wound, and he had no time to dodge.The moment the flame touched the flesh, even the Lingtai burned extremely.

The painful cry resounded through Kudan Mountain, but only half of the voice fell, and the other half got stuck in his throat——Yan Wushu opened the way with the real fire of the phoenix, and the long sword directly pierced his head.

Then turn your wrist over and give it a hard stir.