Ye Changsheng said: "Very good, then, let's accompany Brother Agni to fight with you."

Li Liehuo smiled, threw away the wine jar in his hand, and then with a wave of his bare hands, a bright flame appeared in his palm.

The next moment, with both hands and feet, flames gushed out, and the whole person stepped on the flames and rushed towards Ye Changsheng in the air.

As soon as Ye Changsheng's mind moved, the vortex of divine consciousness immediately condensed, and white light squeezed towards Li Liehuo in the air from all directions, imprisoning him in the air.

That Li Aghuo waved his hands and feet desperately, and the flames suppressed by the vortex of divine consciousness swirled around his body, but he could not extend even the slightest outward.

Li Liehuo's heart was full of sorrow, and he said: "Many years ago, when we first met, he was only a little stronger than me, and now after many years, I think that my self-cultivation is also fast, and he is actually much faster than me, and he is already so powerful that I can't imagine it." ”

Subsequently, seeing Li Liehuo shouting angrily, the whole two of them were red in an instant.

Then the flames that swirled around his body suddenly burst into flames.

Fire spells were originally the most difficult to control and the most unruly among the five element spells. Ye Changsheng used the vortex of divine consciousness to forcibly suppress the flames on Li Liehuo's body, but he committed a big taboo. But seeing that Li Liehuo's great flame suddenly turned incandescent white in an instant, and then with a bang, it exploded outward, and all the suppression of the divine consciousness vortex was blown away.

At the same time, Li Liehuo's palm flipped over, and a feather fan made of unknown bird feathers had appeared in his hand. This feather fan looks a little similar to the warbler feather fan.

Then, Li Liehuo shouted angrily again, and with a strong swing of the feather fan, a large red light emerged from the feather fan, enveloping his whole person.

Then I didn't see how Li Liehuo moved, the red light flashed suddenly, and his whole body was full of red light and flames, and he had already rushed towards Ye Changsheng.

Before Ye Changsheng could react in any way, Li Liehuo had already pounced forward and circled around Ye Changsheng's body. There was a red light, which stayed from the place where he passed, forming a circle of red light, enveloping Ye Changsheng in it.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, his body suspended in the air, his hands and face exposed, the skin already red, like a boiled prawn.

Ye Changsheng looked at him quietly and said, "Brother Agni, why did you stop moving?"

Li Liehuo shook his head and said, "Ye Daoyou, I didn't want to kill you, but we have taken different paths. Don't worry, after you die, I will definitely be defeated by your friends on Huangquan Road, but I will not be lonely. ”

With that, he sighed, and the feather fan in his hand swung it down hard.

The surging blazing white flames erupted from the circle of red light and rushed straight towards Ye Changsheng in the center of the circle.

Li Liehuo breathed a sigh of relief, and his body fell downward, but unexpectedly, the blazing white flame that had not yet landed on the ground suddenly stopped within three feet of Ye Changsheng, blocked by a layer of pale white light, and he could no longer move forward.

Li Liehuo let out a frightened and angry roar, and the feather fan waved again, and the blazing white flame became translucent again, but it still couldn't invade the three-foot range.

Li Liehuo finally understood why the girls who came with Ye Changsheng were all standing in the distance, observing the two of them doing something, but they didn't mean to step forward to help. Dare to be affectionate, they all know that it is impossible for them to hurt Ye Changsheng.

Suddenly, a trace of despair occupied his whole person.

He took a long breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and his mouth opened abruptly.

A flash of fire erupted from his mouth and fell on the feather fan. The feather fan was stirred up by the flames and quickly lit up.

And the firelight continued to erupt, and at the same time, Li Liehuo's body was also shrinking at an extremely fast speed. In a very short period of time, Li Liehuo seemed to squeeze all his spiritual power and essence onto this feather fan.

In the end, he was already thin to the point of being skeptical, and he swung the feather fan down with all his might, and then his body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of fire.

At the same time, the translucent flames around Ye Changsheng flashed again, and suddenly turned into pure transparent flames, and then directly invaded within three feet of Ye Changsheng.

However, it was nothing more, when Li Liehuo's body exploded, Ye Changsheng's heart moved, and the pale white light immediately squeezed through the uncontrolled transparent flame circle. The transparent flames that spread all over the sky burned the entire hall to a mess, and many large stones were directly burned into a fluid shape, flowing everywhere.

And after Li Liehuo died, he only left the feather fan on the ground.

Ye Changsheng walked over silently, and when he picked up the feather fan, he found that the red light that was born on the feather fan had not dissipated.

He waved his hand at Xie Siyan and said, "Siyan, come and see this feather fan." ”

Xie Siyan looked at this feather fan carefully, and then said affirmatively: "The original grade of this musk deer is not as good as your warbler feather fan, but at this time, due to some unknown reasons, this feather fan is already comparable to the warbler feather fan." ”

Ye Changsheng said: "Is it that after Agni sent a blow with his life, his soul was attached to this feather fan?"

Xie Siyan shook her head blankly and said, "People don't know either." ”

Ye Changsheng sighed, put away the warbler feather fan, and continued to go to the upper floor.

The people of the third, fourth, and fifth layers, Ye Changsheng didn't know. The means of these people were also quite limited, and they were dismissed by Ye Changsheng very casually.

At the sixth layer, Ye Changsheng unexpectedly met another acquaintance - Xia Xihua's second apprentice, Zhang Tianhao's junior brother, who had been exiled by Ye Changsheng's gift of spirit stones in the past.

At this time, the Void Drift sat quietly on the Seven Stars Homecoming Array, the tattered iron sword sheath resting on his knees.

Ye Changsheng was silent for a moment and said, "Friend of the Void Dao, you can leave."

Xuan Zhuliu turned around, shook his head, and said: "Receiving the grace of people dripping water, when the spring is repaid." Ye Daoyou, in the past, you helped me enter the city, and I will return this love to you today. ”

As he spoke, he waved his palm, and a storage ring was thrown over.

Ye Biaosheng took the ring, but found that there were ten top-grade spirit stones neatly placed inside.

He sighed and said, "Void Daoist, why are you like this?"

Void Liuliu didn't answer, stood up, held the tattered iron sword, and ran over to Ye Changsheng quickly.

An astonishing sharp qi was released from him between he ran, and the target was Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng immediately released the Divine Consciousness Vortex and squeezed it towards the Void Stream, but unexpectedly, between the Void Stream, a black light flashed, and the iron sword suddenly came out of its sheath, slashing this Divine Consciousness Vortex from the center.

At the same time, Ye Changsheng also noticed that this tattered and blackened iron sword had a will to move forward and never give in. No wonder, this iron sword was able to cut through the vortex of his divine sense.

A strange color flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes, and he took out the staff of heart refining, and the vortex of divine consciousness kept squeezing towards the void stream from all directions.

The void drift was calm, and when he felt that something was wrong, he slashed it with a sword. The ordinary tattered iron sword was invincible, and the vortex of divine consciousness released with the staff of heart refining was completely unable to stop the void stream.

In the end, Ye Changsheng released the Killing God Thorn and the Lock God Chain again, but unexpectedly, as if he could detect the existence of the Killing God Thorn and the Lock God Chain, the iron sword slashed down like flying, and directly cut all the attacking Killing God Thorns and Lock God Chain.

The eyes of the women in the distance lit up, and Nalan Ming sighed: "It turns out that I was wrong, the sword is a thing, and when it is used to the extreme, it actually has such power." Compared to Xia Xihua and Zhang Tianhao, who went astray, the void drift is the real sword cultivation. ”

The rest of the women all nodded.

They could naturally see that the down-and-out monk was just a late-stage cultivator of Jin Dan in terms of spiritual power, and his tattered iron sword seemed to be the most ordinary first-order magic weapon, but after containing his will, this sword could only be described as invincible.

Ye Changsheng silently watched the Void Stream getting closer and closer, and a sense of surprise arose in his heart.

He said, "You are a real sword cultivator, and you are worthy of my strongest means!"

As he spoke, his mind moved, and the ten-colored light brushed out, and then converged into five colors, and then brushed down to the void.

The tattered iron sword, which was still calm and tattered, slashed straight at the immense five-colored divine light.

At that moment, it gave people the feeling that the mantis arm was a car but indomitable.

When there was no sound, the five-colored divine light collided with the iron sword, and then this ordinary iron sword actually directly cut off the five-colored divine light.

Ye Changsheng frowned, and when he was about to exert himself again, he saw a smile suddenly appear on his face, and a few words came out of his mouth: "Master, senior brother, have you seen it, in fact, I am right, you are all wrong." ”

As he spoke, his whole person, as if he had never appeared, turned into dust, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

The tattered iron sword fell with a thud.

It turned out that although he used that iron sword to block many of Ye Changsheng's killers, however, the load of his own spiritual power and body had also reached an extreme. If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have seen Ye Changsheng's strongest moves, he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago.

Ye Changsheng silently collected the five-colored divine light, stepped forward, and picked up the iron sword.

This black, rusty, tattered iron sword seemed to have a lubricated light circulating on it—it was a true sword cultivator, the will of a lifetime without regret.

Along the way, among the six people, there were three deceased people, and they all ended up like this, Ye Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The group rested for a moment and headed for the seventh floor. Clear