In the twilight, the steaming flames were driven by the strong Qi of the two people. They twisted and tangled for a while, and then poured out thousands of miles. The fire was swaying, and many forests in the Dengxian Forest were affected by it, igniting large or small flames.
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"It's not good, put out the fire quickly!"
"Put out the fire!"
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The entire Dengxian Forest was in chaos.
By the sea of fire, only Mo Li, Yu Wushuang, Cheng Yingying, Xu Chunian and others remained calm. Xiao Fei was worried about climbing to the fairy forest, but what he cared more about was his father's life and death. He ordered his men to put out the fire at the top of his lungs.
While frowning, he looked at the two people who were flying in the air.
The black spear suddenly advanced and then retreated, like a black dragon, menacing.
Similarly, Xiao Cheng's side was not inferior. He had a broad sword in his hand that was open and closed, and the sword was straight. Although the weapon was a bit shorter than Cheng Shu's, it was not at a disadvantage.
"Eh?!"
Seeing Cheng Shu turn sideways to pass Xiao Cheng's sword, Mo Li raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a soft sigh.
In the moment just now, if Cheng Shu had used his carbine like this, Xiao Cheng would immediately be in crisis.
"That set of marksmanship only had sixteen styles at that time!" Mingyue understood her confusion and immediately explained.
Li Qiye had an epiphany, "So, the last three moves, including the carbine, were only realized later by you?!"
Mingyue taught her a total of nineteen styles of marksmanship. The last three moves were the most bizarre and tricky. Once she succeeded, they were all killing moves. They could be said to be the essence of the entire set of marksmanship.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves have been made, and neither side has taken advantage.
After a hard connection, accompanied by flying smoke and dust, Cheng Shu and Xiao Cheng had already separated.
Through the rising black smoke, looking at Cheng Shu standing proudly with a spear in the distance, Xiao Cheng also had shock in his eyes.
There are four disciples under Mingyue - Cheng Shu, Zhou Luowen, Qing Qin, and Xuantian. Although Cheng Shu is the senior brother, due to his temperament, he is very knowledgeable in mystical arts, but he is not agile enough in martial arts and is not good at it.
Today, he actually suppressed himself with just a spear. Xiao Cheng couldn't understand it.
How did he know that the Cheng Shu standing in front of him was not the real Cheng Shu, but Xuantian, the most talented, smartest and cunning among the four disciples, who had mastered the Mingyue True Tradition and was the best in Xuanwu.
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Xiao Cheng clenched his sword, took a false step, and his figure disappeared into the air again.
On the opposite side, Cheng Shu disappeared almost at the same time.
An instant later, the two bodies appeared again, but they had already exchanged positions.
In mid-air, the wind and clouds were turbulent.
Colorful brilliance flashed, and as his sword flashed, flames instantly overflowed from his body, like a layer of armor composed of flames, covering his whole body and the entire sword.
The flames still steaming in the valley seemed to be attracted by strong suction, and they all gathered around him. As these forces gathered, the flames around him became purer and brighter.
Xiao Cheng proudly stood in the air, like a rising sun, turning the entire sky into a fiery red.
Stepping on the clouds and bathing in flames, raising his sword across the sky, he is as proud as a heavenly general.
"Blazing Sky Sword!"
Cheng Yingying breathed out softly.
On the side, Xu Chunian, who had always been smiling, also had a slightly stiff smile.
The Blazing Sky Sword is the strongest sword style among the Dengxianlin swordsmanship. Using the sword and true energy as a guide, it can absorb the power of the flames between heaven and earth.
Just by hearing this name, you can guess the domineering and powerful nature of it.