"Su Ling, you are too arrogant, and arrogance has a price!!" Huang Chaoqing's eyes became gloomy.

If it wasn't necessary, he would never choose to fight Su Ling.

Because, whether you win or lose, it's all trouble.

The existence of Gu Hengtong is a big stone, after all, it is the strongest person in Tianwu Mountain, a mythical existence!

Killing Gu Hengtong's apprentice has to pay a miserable price.

However, Huang Chaoqing had no choice.

It was impossible for him to watch Su Ling kill Deng Luo, if he really did that, the four elders would directly execute themselves.

Deng Luo is a Xuan Netherworld, whether it is the four elders or the entire Taihong Sect, they all regard Deng Luo as the future......

"It shouldn't be a big deal to give him a profound lesson, after all, as long as he doesn't die, with Gu Hengtong's means, he can be restored to his original state!" Huang Chaoqing thought in his heart.

The next second.

Huang Chaoqing raised his hand!

As soon as the withered, decayed, tree-bark-wrapped hand was raised, and suddenly, the entire hall, in the endless depression, had a scorching breath!

"Huoyun Palm?" Face to face with Huang Chaoqing, Su Ling's eyes moved, and he said lightly: "Taihong Sect's Huoyun Palm is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity that you seem to be cultivating in the wrong direction, so you will use the Huoyun Palm once, while burning and suppressing the opponent, it will also burn and suppress yourself once, which is similar to the Seven Injuries Fist, injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred?"

"Even so, it is enough to make you deeply realize your mistakes, and it is enough to make you realize your own weight!"

Huang Chaoqing was a little annoyed, because Su Ling exposed him.

Oh, yes!

"Fire Cloud Palm", his cultivation is in the wrong direction.

This martial art, as one of the three most powerful martial arts of Taihong Sect, Huang Chaoqing is of course impossible not to cultivate.

However, powerful martial arts are naturally difficult to cultivate, and regarding "Huoyun Palm", he never thought that he didn't even have the qualifications to get started, which was a limitation of martial arts talent.

He was unwilling to give up like this!

After thinking about it again, Huang Chaoqing finally chose to change the "Fire Cloud Palm" slightly, simplify this palm technique, and then practice.

He did succeed in cultivating, but he also completely went in the wrong direction of cultivating this martial art.

"Do you know? Sometimes, martial arts talent and martial arts are the relationship between the cup and water, and the martial arts talent is not enough, it's best not to think about cultivating too powerful martial arts, otherwise, it will backfire, only such a big cup, if you want to hold a lot of water, isn't it uncomfortable to find yourself?"

Su Ling said with a smile, his voice was faint, in fact, what he said was not a mockery of Huang Chaoqing, but the truth.

And this truth, every martial arts cultivator also understands.

However, understanding is understanding, and how to choose is another story.

"Shut up!! Huoyun Palm, extinguish!" Su Ling's words completely angered Huang Chaoqing, and he stared at Su Ling and roared.

At the same time as a low roar erupted, Huang Chaoqing's palm slid quickly in the air.

The sliding could be seen clearly with the naked eye, but when he slid, for some reason, the space in the entire hall shook faintly.

The air was also fleeing everywhere, and a suppressed, gathering scorching breath was fiercely suppressed, like the moment before the bomb was about to explode.

Then.

"Boom ......"

The sliding trajectory fell, and Huang Chaoqing's palm suddenly pushed out.

This push can't see what Huang Chaoqing has launched at all.

However, what is certain is that the thing that was launched was rushing towards Su Ling frantically.

On top of that, the thing that's being pushed is extremely hot!

It's like a flame......

And if you look closely, you will also find that there seems to be an air channel in the air that has been burned.

Meanwhile.

Behind Su Ling, the wooden furniture of An's house began to have dark traces faintly, accompanied by a pungent smell of burning.

An Lin'er and Chen Muhan's eyes widened, covering their mouths, terrified!

This...... This...... How is this possible? How can a person slap it out with the same effect as a flame? I can't explain it at all!

It's beyond the realm of martial arts cultivators, it's like a myth!

This old man is so weird and powerful, so ...... So what about Su Ling?

The two women were nervous to death, their hearts were full of worry, and they stared at Su Ling tightly, their heartbeats increasing exponentially.

"Su Ling, my Fire Cloud Palm is indeed not authentic, but even so, it can seriously injure you!!"

Huang Chaoqing's eyes were very bright and bright, not like the eyes of an old man, like the sun at twelve o'clock, extremely dazzling.

However, what made Huang Chaoqing not completely relieved was that he didn't know why, seeing that the fire cloud palm was about to hit Su Ling, but Su Ling didn't have the slightest fear......

Huang Chaoqing can be sure that Su Ling is not pretending to be calm, Su Ling's eyes and expression are indeed very stable, if he insists on finding a trace of emotion, it is disdainful.

"Whew...... He must be pretending to be a ghost!" Huang Chaoqing said to himself.

After a while.

"!!Shh

Su Ling finally moved, saying that he moved, but in fact, there was only movement in his hands.

He had an extra sword in his hand—the Black Blood Sword.

"Huang Chaoqing, do you know, although the "Fire Cloud Palm" after your modification seems to be on the surface, not only has the power not decreased, but even, the scorching firepower is just like a real flame. ”

"But it has a fatal flaw, that is, it is not condensed, this palm attack, I can easily find its ten or even twenty weak points!"

Holding the black blood sword, Su Ling said with a smile.

The words fell, and before Huang Chaoqing could answer, Su Ling's arm suddenly flickered.

The black blood sword flickered at the same time as Su Ling's arm flickered.

"Whoosh ......"

The subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded like piano music in the hall.

And the black sword shadow is floating and endless, and the afterimage and the real shadow are connected together, connected into a black sword shadow belt, which is impermeable.

Then, the sword shadow ribbon floated in front of Su Ling's body, forming a circle, which happened to be the front end of Huang Chaoqing's Fire Cloud Palm's attack!

At last.

Suddenly, in the hall, the scorching temperature became even more intense, at least three times stronger, and the scorching An Lin'er, Chen Muhan and the others retreated uncontrollably.

"How come?" Huang Chaoqing's eyes widened suddenly.

The hall was scorching all at once, and that wasn't a good thing.

It wasn't that the power of his Fire Cloud Palm had increased, but that the Fire Cloud Palm had shattered and was shattered by Su Ling's sword shadow.

Because of this, all the heat of the Fire Cloud Palm was dispersed in the rolling waves, causing the temperature in the hall to rise rapidly.

Huang Chaoqing's body trembled again, and he stared at Su Ling in disbelief: "Su Ling, you are already in the late stage of the Xuantian Realm?"