He thought that he was sure of victory by sacrificing the Chen family's handed down sword, but he never expected that Ye Changsheng actually had a cauldron.
Moreover, this cauldron is an artifact!
"This... this horse riding is too outrageous!"
"How can a casual cultivator possess a divine weapon?"
"We, the Chen family, don't even have artifacts!"
As a peerless genius, Chen Tianming has never been so desperate as at this moment.
He had thought before that he might be defeated one day, but the person who could suppress him would definitely be an eternal genius.
But now, the person who suppressed him turned out to be a casual cultivator with a lower level of cultivation than him.
So humiliating!
What's even more humiliating is that this person crushed him in all directions and beat him to pieces.
For a time, Chen Tianming fell into deep suspicion.
"Could it be that Grandpa and the others have been lying to me that I am not a genius, but an ordinary person?"
"Otherwise, how could I be crushed by a casual cultivator?"
The more Chen Tianming thought like this, the more Taoist heart wavered.
After a while.
Ye Qiu's voice interrupted Chen Tianming's thoughts.
"Does the number one son of the Qingyun Sword Sect only have this much ability?" Ye Qiu sarcastically said, "No wonder Yun Xi looks down on you, you are such a waste."
"I'm not a waste!" Chen Tianming suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Qiu with burning eyes, veins popping up on his forehead.
"That's right, Shabi will never admit that he is Shabi. In the same way, waste will not admit that he is waste." Ye Qiu said, "Chen Tianming, your strength is not as good as mine, and your swordsmanship is not as good as mine. Even the sword passed down by your Chen family is not as good as mine."
Ruined in your hands."
"You tell me, besides wasting air, what's the point of living?"
"I have a suggestion, how about you commit suicide?"
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br> "Humph." Chen Tianming snorted coldly, stared at Ye Qiu and said, "Ye Changsheng, I really didn't expect that you have a divine weapon on your body."
"However, your cultivation is low and you cannot activate this artifact at all."
"So, I'm not defeated yet."
Ye Qiu said disdainfully, "What, you still want to fight me?"
"Okay, since you are a disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect, I will give you another chance."
"Chen Tianming, feel free to use whatever means you have."
"Remember, it's best to take out your trump card and don't waste my patience."
Chen Tianming said in a cold voice, "Ye Changsheng, even though you surprise me a little, I will not be defeated."
Having said this, Chen Tianming stretched out his palm, and then, a ball of white flame suddenly appeared in his palm.
As soon as the white flames appeared, the surrounding area was filled with fiery aura, as if they were in a mountain of flames.
"Strange fire?"
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Ye Changsheng, let me tell you, this is my most powerful trump card." Chen Tianming said proudly, "This heaven-level high-grade fire was given to me by my grandfather."
"Originally, I planned to wait until I broke through to the realm of a saint and then use strange fire to forge a holy weapon."
"But since you want to die, I will use strange fire to temper you today and practice your skills in advance."
Chen Tianming smiled gloomily and thought, Ye Changsheng, what can you do if you have a divine weapon? Your cultivation level is low and you cannot exert the power of the divine weapon at all.
But as for me, with the highest-grade heavenly fire in my hand, even a strong saint will be burned to death if I'm not careful, not to mention you are just a little cave monk?
However, there was no trace of hair on Ye Qiu's face.
He showed no fear, but smiled and said, "Chen Tianming, Chen Tianming, you are not only a waste, but also a fool."
Chen Tianming got angry and said, "Ye Changsheng, go to hell!"
boom--
Chen Tianming waved his palm, and suddenly, the strange fire in his palm shot up into the sky, about a hundred feet high, like a cloud, and enveloped Ye Qiu.
"If a casual cultivator dares to challenge me, Ye Changsheng, I will burn you to ashes."
Chen Tianming looked proud, as if he had seen the scene of Ye Qiu being buried in the fire, and laughed happily, "Hahaha..."
But soon, Chen Tianming stopped laughing.
When he saw that the strange fire was about to cover Ye Qiu, he suddenly stopped, and then the strange fire shrank back as if it had encountered something terrible.
The scene was extremely strange.
"what's the situation?"
Chen Tianming raised his eyebrows and yelled, "Go and burn him to death."
Facing its master's order, the strange fire not only didn't listen, but instead retreated even faster.
"Fuck, you dare not even listen to my orders, are you..." Before Chen Tianming finished speaking, he suddenly felt a burst of hot breath, and immediately after, he saw Ye Qiu open his palm, and a ball of golden color came out.
of flame.
"Strange fire!" Chen Tianming was startled. "You also have strange fire?"
"Not only do I have strange fire, but my strange fire is of a higher grade than yours." Ye Qiu smiled slightly, and in an instant, the golden fire in his palm soared into the sky and turned into a Buddha about a thousand feet tall.
The Buddha sits cross-legged, hands clasped, and recites sutras, just like a god.
Not only that, the hot breath was overwhelming.
"Holy...holy fire!"
Chen Tianming was dumbfounded.
At this time, he had a strong intuition that as long as the other party had a thought, he would be burned to ashes by the strange fire.
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It was only at this time that he understood why his strange fire did not dare to approach Ye Qiu. The reason was that Ye Qiu had a stronger strange fire than a top-grade heaven-level one.
"Why is this happening?"
"Is his existence specifically designed to suppress me?"
Chen Tianming was angry and panicked.
At this moment, Ye Qiu shouted, "Come here."
The next second, Chen Tianming saw his heaven-level high-grade strange fire flying towards Ye Qiu, then shrinking and spinning around Ye Qiu, like a pug meeting its owner.
"Come back here!" Chen Tianming roared.
Unexpectedly, that heavenly fire didn't obey the orders at all.
Grass!
Chen Tianming was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had never suffered such a blow since he was born.
A face becomes very ugly.
Immortal Changmei shouted from the side, "Little brat, roast the suckling pig quickly with strange fire."
You are the suckling pig.
Chen Tianming glared at Master Changmei fiercely, as if he wanted to eat Master Changmei alive.
With a thought in Ye Qiu's mind, the strange fire returned to his body, the fiery breath immediately disappeared, and peace returned to the world.
Ye Qiu said, "Chen Tianming, do you have any trump cards? If not, then you can hit the road..."
"I still have a trump card." Chen Tianming was full of fighting power and murderous intent. He looked at Ye Qiu and said solemnly, "I also have a special trick that I have never used on others before."
"Ye Changsheng, you forced me to do this."
"I hope you won't regret it."
After saying this, Chen Tianming raised his fist.
Just when Ye Qiu thought that this guy would use some powerful killing move, he saw Chen Tianming suddenly turned around and rushed towards the cave, running faster than a rabbit.
