Sixty-eight, Nirvana

Fire Dragon Xie looked at the painful expression on Xiang Fang's face, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his clenched fist pushed suddenly, and the fire dragon burned even more vigorously, and continued:

Because of you, the equation was forced to cut off one of his arms, but in the end he gave away one of his lives, no matter what the reason, I only pursue one truth, blood debt and blood repayment.

Whether it's for revenge, or for the equation to seek justice, in short, I want you to die today, and besides, the death is worse than the equation, and I will burn you slowly with fire.

Oh, by the way, you're not known to be quick to the side, so fast that it's almost close to mythology, then you can use your quick knife to split this raging fire.

Speaking of this, he sneered and said, "If it is a real dragon that is entangled in you at this moment, maybe, you can cut it into several pieces.

But, unfortunately, this is a fire dragon, a fire dragon that can burn even the sky, the earth, and the rivers, and such a dragon is simply like you can't cut through the gurgling river.

Whether you are an immortal phoenix or a quick sword, today I will use the fragments of your body to honor my flaming dragon.

You so-called celebrities have laughed at my obesity and my ugliness more than once, and today, I will turn all the bodies of you slender and well-proportioned and pretentious people into ashes, so that even after you go to hell, you will not dare to turn into ghosts and seek revenge on me.

Let this roaring fire dragon become your eternal nightmare, what immortal phoenix, what quick knife to the side, hum, all of them are juniors who are not worth mentioning.

Speaking of which, he had raised his true power to the limit, and the fire dragon's body was infused with all his momentum, like a volcano about to erupt, and he was about to make a final roar.

Xiang Fang was still struggling to the death, but now, he suddenly stopped moving, as if all his physical strength had been exhausted, waiting to be devoured by this flaming dragon.

And the momentum of the fire dragon that slowly erupted became more and more vigorous, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and the whole Qingyan Inn was completely plunged into a sea of fire.

The blooming flames scorched the faces of the people standing outside, the pretty faces of the red willows, which were almost out of control.

If it weren't for Wutong pulling her to the side, perhaps, she would have rushed into this sea of fire and went to the test of this flame with Lan Yutang.

The fire grew bigger and bigger.

The flames, which bloomed like red lotuses in full bloom, seemed to be burning to the sky.

The thick flames set off the different expressions on everyone's faces: the red willow was sad, the sycamore was sorry, and the green smoke and black smoke and white smoke were not on the faces of the brothers.

In the sky, old crows fell in the flames with heavy wails, as if they could not bear the fierce momentum of the flames and died in the flames.

The sky is burning, the earth is trembling, and the dragon is roaring.

And when the arms of the fire dragon hovering above Xiang Fang's head stretched out and were about to erupt into a final roar, the raging flames suddenly cracked a gap.

This crack is like the starry sky of a summer night torn apart by the tentacles of thunder and lightning, like the earth split by a sharp blade, and like the original gurgling river that was suddenly blocked by a dam from the middle.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, but the crack grew bigger and bigger.

And Xiang Fang Shi walked out of this crack in the flames that had been split, like the aura of a red lotus in full bloom.

In the shadow of the flames, the pair of flawless hands like white jade, like mutton fat, and like lotus root held the short knife that was as light as the wind and as soft as a leaf.

And it was the knife that cleaved the roaring dragon alive and wide.

What kind of sword is this, has it been spelled by the gods and Buddhas, has it been tempered by Vajra, or has it been cursed by the Ten Halls of Yama.

The short knife glides gently through the air, like a painter splashing ink casting a unique picture scroll, or like an impassioned violinist struggling to play and play ancient music.

In the flickering of the scroll, in the misty music, the fire dragon that was originally raging and roaring above Xiang Fang's head suddenly stopped dancing, like a frozen picture in a movie.

Then, the fire dragon resumed dancing, but its whole body had already broken into several pieces.

The completely broken fire dragon was like a piece of paper torn by a naughty child, and then, scattered lightly on the ground, turned to ashes, like a falling meteor, slowly disappeared.

Finally, become one with the earth.

And Xiang Fang walked out of the fragments of the fire dragon like this, standing there leisurely, smiling slightly at the surprised fire dragon Xie, as if the painter who had just completed the painting scroll was showing his proud work to others, as if the piano master who had just finished playing was thanking the audience.

It didn't look like I had just walked through the gate of Yellow Springs, but like a tourist enjoying the scenery there, like a host who was there to meet visitors.

In any case, Xiang Fang finally got rid of the invasion of the fire dragon and survived safely.

Huo Longxie looked at him, his fat and clumsy body was like a tree trunk in a strong wind, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was surprise or fear.

He looked at An Ran's direction, kept retreating, as if looking at a ghost from hell, and then, pointing at him, in a tone of disbelief, said to Ai Ai: You ...... You...... What are you...... How to escape from the fire dragon is an illusion, and it must be an illusion.

Xiang Fang looked at him, and then, stretched out his index finger, shook it at him, and said in a deep voice: No, this is not an illusion, what is standing in front of you at this moment is a real and palpable fast knife Xiang Fang.

All things in the world are born and breathed, but they are born and restrained by each other, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the cycle of the five elements have created all the creatures in this world.

Among the five elements, although water and fire are incompatible, they have the same principle when they constitute all things. The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and although the water cannot be split with a knife, it can be separated by a wooden plank.

My knife was the wooden board that separated the water, and although it was only for a moment, it was enough for me to get out of the gap.

Huo Longxie was stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After Xiang Fang got rid of his fire dragon's invasion, half of his spirit had been crushed, and now, the remaining half of his spirit was the immortal phoenix that was still trapped by the fire dragon.

However, the fire dragon can't even trap Xiang Fang, can it trap Lan Yutang, who is known as the immortal phoenix?

He really didn't have faith.

What's more, Xiang Fang would definitely not watch Lan Yutang being trapped to death.

However, to his surprise, Xiang Fang, who had escaped from the fire dragon's attack, neither counterattacked him, nor rescued Lan Yutang, who was still trapped by the fire dragon.

He just stood there leisurely, watching Huo Longxie smile slightly, and then, the short knife in his hand, which was as light as the wind and as soft as a leaf, hung back on his waist.

It seemed that he was not ready to make a move.

Is it because he believes that the legendary immortal phoenix will never be trapped by the fire dragon, or does he want to prove whether the immortal phoenix is real or not, and he can't always die.

Or rather, he really wanted to see with his own eyes how this legendary immortal phoenix really did not die.

Xiang Fang seems to have heard such a distant legend, legend has it that the phoenix of the king of the forest could have been resurrected in the flames, and after each resurrection, it will become stronger.

It is for Nirvana.