Wherever the fire dragon passed, everything turned into scorched earth, and the blazing heat instantly forced everyone around them to retreat.

This shot is not only powerful, but also seems to have the power to destroy the world!

"It's so strong! This is the true strength of the descendants of Emperor Yan!"

"The people of the Yan Emperor clan are really terrifying, they are worthy of being called the Eight Ancient Emperor clan!"

"Hmph, this kid should be hard to live now. ”

Just when everyone felt that Yi Qiu couldn't block this terrifying shot.

I saw that Yi Qiu was cold and cold, but he stood still in place, and it was not until the shot was about to stab him that he suddenly made a move.

"Nine Stacks of Fierce Wind Slash, Ninth Sword!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the nine swords came out together! In an instant, a terrifying hurricane sword slashed out, slashing at the fire dragon that the spear had turned into.

Boom!

With a dull explosion, the fire dragon was directly hit by the hurricane sword and flew out, crashing into a building not far away, and the terrifying fire dragon exploded in an instant, instantly turning into a sea of fire, swallowing the building, and the people inside were also burned to death because they couldn't dodge.

And the hurricane sword rushed towards Zhu Yan like a bamboo.

"No way, how could you shoot my gun ......"

At this moment, Na Zhu Yan was completely dumbfounded, completely in a sluggish state, and did not believe the facts in front of him at all.

"Young master, hide!"

The Yan Emperor clan hurriedly reminded.

However, it was too late, it was fast, and when Zhu Yan woke up, the hurricane sword was gradually approaching Zhu Yan, and Zhu Yan couldn't dodge it at all.

"No ......"

Zhu Yan's handsome face was suddenly bloodless with fright, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

And when he saw that this descendant of Emperor Yan was about to die under this sword, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him silently, blocking this sword!

Rumble!

The hurricane sword was bounced away by a huge force, and finally burst in the air, and the raging sword qi, like raindrops, went towards the **** in all directions, fortunately, the people around to see the excitement, with the lessons of the past, have already taken precautions, otherwise there must be a few unlucky ghosts who will die here.

Yi Qiu looked fixedly, and saw that the person who rescued Zhu Yan was none other than the purple-robed old man with the highest cultivation among the Yan Emperor clan.

The old man glanced at Yi Qiu, and said with a fierce gaze: "What a ruthless little guy, he is so ruthless, if I hadn't made a move, my son-in-law might have died in your hands." ”

Yi Qiu sneered: "The sword has no eyes, since it is a competition, of course you have to go all out, otherwise it may be me who dies, so how can you say that I am ruthless?"

Then he shook his head and said to Ling Yufei: "Senior sister, let's go, it seems that the people of the Yan Emperor clan are nothing more than that." ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave with Ling Yufei.

Seeing this, the people around were all dumbfounded.

The descendant of the dignified Yan Emperor was defeated, and he had no power to fight back.

This kid is too powerful!

When did the Battle Martial Temple ever come out with such a genius?

"Wait, the people who defeated our Yan Emperor clan want to leave, you can't help but be too whimsical!"

At this time, the old man didn't seem to plan to leave it at all.

Yi Qiu sneered, "We said just now, if I win, you don't pester us, if I lose, I will leave the Bluestone Ancient City, what's the matter?

"Hmph, stinky boy, this son has never said anything like that, if you provoke our Yandi clan, you don't want to live, the sixth uncle will kill him for me!"

That Zhu Yan hated Yi Qiu to the core, how could he let Yi Qiu leave at this moment, and immediately ordered the old man to kill Yi Qiu.

However, the old man did not make a move, but said lightly: "Since Your Excellency said that our Yan Emperor clan is nothing more than that, then the old man wants to learn your Majesty's methods!"

Ling Yufei's expression changed, this old man's cultivation was unfathomable, at least above the Holy Lord's Great Perfection, a person with this strength wanted to compete with Yi Qiu, this was simply too deceitful.

"What an ancient emperor family, you really have the face to say such things, you are a person of the Great Perfection of the Holy Lord, but you want to challenge my junior brother a saint, and you are not afraid to spread it and make people laugh!"

At this moment, not only Ling Yufei scoffed at the old man's words, but even the people watching around also showed disdainful expressions, obviously quite shameful of the behavior of the Yan Emperor clan.

"Hmph, why do you need to use a knife to kill chickens, Sixth Elder, this kid is just a sage, I can deal with him. ”

While speaking, a middle-aged man stood up, then glanced at Yi Qiu, and said, "Boy, do you dare to fight with me?"

Everyone looked at it fixedly, and this middle-aged man's cultivation was much weaker than that of the old man, but he had also reached the level of the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord against the Sage.

It's still not fair.

What's more, the other party is not an ordinary Holy Lord powerhouse!, but a Holy Lord with the bloodline of the Yan Emperor!

But just when everyone thought that Yi Qiu would never dare to take on this battle, Yi Qiu said lightly: "Okay, since you are also looking for hardship, then I will fulfill you." ”

Yi Qiu was about to walk out, Ling Yufei hurriedly shouted, "Yi Qiu......"

Yi Qiu patted Ling Yufei and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure." ”

After speaking, Yi Qiu didn't say much and walked in front of the middle-aged man.

"Your Excellency, within thirty moves, you are undefeated, count me as losing!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around!

Within thirty moves, defeat a Holy Lord with the cultivation of the Sage?

This kid can't be a madman, right!?

"This guy is too arrogant, isn't he? he wants to defeat a Holy Lord in thirty moves!"

"Hmph, this kid thought he had defeated Zhu Yan, so he got carried away, it seems that the young man is still not calm enough. ”

The people around all showed sneering expressions.

The middle-aged man was also stunned, then his face sank, and he sneered: "What a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, let me see how you can defeat me in thirty moves." ”

Swish!

The middle-aged man pulled out a sword, and then stabbed at Yi Qiu in the air, a circle of sword rays rippled like water waves, rushing towards Yi Qiu, the sword rays burst, endless, like waves.

Yi Qiu was shocked in his heart, the people of this Yan Emperor clan were really extraordinary, and a random Holy Lord would have this level of attainment in the way of the sword.

But it's a pity that in the face of Yi Qiu, this middle-aged man's swordsmanship is not enough to see at all.

Yi Qiu snorted coldly, and the Flying Rainbow Sword slashed out continuously.

"Tempest Nine Stacks of Peerless Sword Slash!"

Whew!

In an instant, seven sword rays slashed out, converging into a domineering sword ray, directly splitting the sword wave of the Holy Lord.

At the same time, Yi Qiu's figure swayed, and instantly appeared in front of the middle-aged man, swinging his sword towards the middle-aged man.