"Oh, you've got a hand, ...... Fire. ”

In the Shura Palace, the purple-haired young man was paying attention to the battlefield, and when he felt the surging, cold, and murderous sword pressure of the resentful puppet, his eyes showed a touch of excitement, "This kind of sword path is really gratifying. ”

"Fight, fight, Yi Changqing!"

"When you defeat all the masters, come and face me! When the time comes, I will personally defeat you, and completely trample your pride, self-esteem, and completely under your feet, that scene will be interesting to think of!"

"As an old enemy, I will give you the supreme way of death!"

The purple-haired young man sat on the throne of Shura, his expression a little crazy.

The magic sword next to it made a buzzing sword groan.

It seems that I am also excited about it.

Distance.

The grudge and the flaming battle continues.

The two of them are in the storm circle where the sword qi and the spear are intertwined, the sword and the gun are constantly fighting, the sonorous sound is like rain hitting the plantain, and the spear that escapes from each impact, the sword qi blends into the surrounding storm, making this force even stronger!

Gradually, the surrounding warriors began to retreat.

"Damn, I'm still strengthening!"

"The energy that these two people burst out is too terrifying, if it goes on like this, this core area will not be destroyed by others. ”

"That's not allowed, the Scythe Envoy will stop it. ”

"Tsk, it's so strong, and the king is nothing more than that. ”

"Guess who's going to win?"

"It's hard to say. ”

"It's normal for anyone to win. ”

In the storm, the weapons exchanged fires in a series of bursts of fire.

Huo Lie looked at the resentful puppet in front of him, his eyes were extremely jealous, and the golden armor on his body already had more than a dozen sword marks intertwined.

As you can imagine.

If there was no armor, these sword marks would have been engraved on him.

On the other hand, the grudge puppet was unscathed.

"This guy's swordsmanship is too ferocious, as if he didn't want to die, but with such a murderous swordsmanship, he can still take care of defense, and my gun has never been able to break through his swordsmanship defense!"

Even if the flame is a little unwilling, he still has to admit it.

In terms of technique, he is far inferior to the puppet.

The opponent's swordsmanship has reached its peak, and it is superb.

No.

It can even be said that it is ...... The technique is almost the way!

It's more than a level higher than him!

"With swordsmanship alone, almost no one in the Ink Spirit Realm is your opponent, in that case, let's compete to see whose foundation is stronger!"

Flaming shot back the puppet.

Immediately afterward, his spear was stationed, and a burst of fire erupted on his body.

A mysterious flame rhyme surrounded his body, and then injected into the spear in his hand, and the spear bloomed with a brilliant red light!

The humming sound of gunfire was suppressed.

"Rage, Burning Heaven!!"

With a long roar, the fire pushed the spiritual power to the extreme.

On the spear, a large amount of flames erupted.

The dragon-shaped pattern hovering on the spear also seemed to come to life, and its eyes bloomed with scarlet light, and the flames soared into the sky, condensing into a lifelike fire dragon, looking around with both eyes, and staring in all directions.

The fire spirit held the gun and stabbed it towards the resentful golem!

Suddenly, the fire dragon roared and rushed out.

The huge coercion instantly locked the void around the resentful puppet.

"Oh, it's a good time!"

The resentful puppet chuckled, his dark eyes were neither sad nor joyful, and the white jade in his hand revealed a cold sword aura, and that kind of dead coldness actually made the flames around him freeze, and the red fire light was dyed black.

It's like the netherworld fire that burns all souls in the Nine Shadows.

"Nine Shades of Cold Ice Sword Technique!"

The sword trick came out again, and the majestic resentment poured out from the body of the resentful puppet unscrupulously, turning all the miles into a gray and dead field, the grass and trees withered, the wind stopped, and all natural things completely lost their vitality.

Only the boundless chill of death raged.

Time and space seem to be frozen.

"Slash!"

With a soft drink, the white jade in the hand of the puppet slashed out.

Moment!

The Gray Dead Realm is shattered!

A large amount of dead silence and coldness, all the resentment to the sky turned into a gray sword light, and a glance at the sword light will make people despair!!

Everyone swallowed their saliva and only felt cold all over their bodies.

"I'll go, what kind of kendo is this, it's too scary. ”

"Cold, dead and silent, desperate! Just like the rumored Nine Hells, could it be that this Yi Changqing came from the Nine Shadows?"

"Terrible...... It's fucking horrible. ”

"This sword overshadows the rest of the sword moves in the world. ”

Yi Changqing...... Monsters!"

Everyone stared at the sword light.

Even if the more I look at it, the more I palpitate, but I still can't help but look at it, because although this sword is dead, it is too mysterious and amazing.

The sword light streaked through the sky and collided with the fire dragon.

Suddenly, the gray-white dead sword qi wrapped around the crimson flame and vented out like a torrent, and the tornado that was originally formed by the two of them was also disintegrated because of this terrifying impact, and it collapsed with a bang.

Dead sword qi, red and fiery erupted.

The apocalyptic scene made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

There was a roar of energy in my ears.

Their bodies felt a cold stinging pain, as if they were about to be torn apart by that fine sword qi, but the flames hit their faces, and they felt hot again.

Everyone is urging spiritual power and turning into a protective barrier.

Some people felt that they couldn't stop it, so they quickly hid in the restaurant inn, relying on the defensive formation in it, but the formation trembled wildly, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time, and the warriors hiding in it couldn't help but panic.

Gray-white, fiery red......

The two colors are entangled and fill the heavens and the earth.

One cold and one hot, it is like two heavens of ice and fire.

The catharsis of energy, the first to bear the brunt of nature is the closest grievance puppet and fire, under the impact of energy, the grievance puppet retreated dozens of feet, and then slammed into a huge stone.

Because of his special body, it's fine.

But the flaming not far away was not so lucky.

Perhaps it was the reason why Yi Changqing's sword light was superior, carrying a large amount of energy, and it directly hit Huo's body like a torrent.

The ground and even the void around him exploded in an instant.

Even if he had the golden armor to protect his body, the golden armor had been slashed by the resentful puppet more than a dozen times before, and his defense had already weakened, and the strength of this impact was so strong that Huo Lie was a little unexpected.

But after a while, the golden armor on his body cracked inch by inch, full of cracks, and pieces of armor fell, leaving only some broken parts hanging on his body, looking so embarrassed.

After the impact, Flame barely stood up with his gun in his hand.

The golden armor was broken, and the fire was not lightly injured.

He took out an elixir and took it, then looked at the resentful puppet opposite.

When he saw that the other party was not injured, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, "This guy, how can he be unscathed!"

He didn't know.

The resentful puppet is a war puppet, and its body is made of a variety of incomparably rare materials, even if it is not weaker than the top king-level spirit weapons.

In other words, any part of the puppet's body could be tougher than the golden armor on the flaming body, so how could it be easily damaged?

"It seems that you lost this battle. ”

The puppet slowly walked towards the flame with his sword in hand, "Now do you hand over the invitation yourself, or ...... Let me take it from your corpse. ”