Zulong and Fentian Furnace suddenly spoke, shocking Xia Yu.
What do you mean by world lord level skills?
Could it be said that if he casually deceived the sword master in white, it would really happen?
There is a sky outside the sky, and it is the master of the world. Is it true?
In that case, who is the emperor?
For Ancestral Dragon and Burning Sky Furnace, are World Lord-level techniques nothing?
Then...what level of skills are the Ancestral Dragon Infinite Technique and the Furnace Technique that I have learned?
The name of this Burning Heaven Furnace technique seems to be very casual.
Could it be that...
Xia Yu didn't dare to think about it any longer. If there really was a realm lord-level technique, and if the technique he cultivated was stronger than the realm lord-level technique, then his future...
"Ignorant boy, this Zulong's skill is the first-class skill in the world, you know nothing!"
Zu Long's voice sounded at an inappropriate time.
"Hmph, my furnace's technique can refine ancestral dragons and all things in the world. What's the use of having a nice name." Fentian Furnace is not willing to be lonely.
Xia Yu was speechless for a while.
Feeling the hands on his neck getting tighter and tighter, he thought in his mind, you are so awesome, you should kill this saint outside.
I'm about to die, why do you still boast about the amazing skills?
"You must face the calamity of life and death yourself." Zulong said in a buzzing voice.
"How can you grow if you don't experience life and death?" Fentian Furnace said indifferently.
Xia Yu is too lazy to pay attention to these two people. They are about to die. How can I face it? These are saints?
A saint is nothing in your eyes, but in my eyes, he is an existence that cannot be matched.
"Are you bluffing me?"
Suddenly, the sword master in white said coldly.
This little guy's eyes flickered after he spoke, there must be something wrong.
What realm lord?
He has never heard that there is a heaven beyond the sky, and the heaven of the great road is the ultimate.
He is a saint, doesn't he know as much as a little guy?
You want to bluff me, but you won’t die, hum!
He is so courageous that he even dares to deceive me.
Xia Yu's neck was pinched and he couldn't say a word. He could only release mental fluctuations.
"How dare I deceive a saint when I am a small king? It is absolutely true that I have obtained the inheritance of the world master!"
"The Realm Master who is bigger than the sky, you don't even have a protector?" the sword master in white said coldly.
I believe you as a ghost!
Even those young people with the qualifications of a great emperor have guardians. You, a fellow from the realm lord's inheritance, don't even have a guardian. Who are you fooling?
"The inheritance of the realm master is passed down from generation to generation. Where did the guardians come from?" Xia Yu was speechless and could only continue to make up.
"Editor, if you keep making it up, how long do you think I can keep you alive?" The Sword Saint in white sneered and said, "Come on, come on, if you make up one more sentence, I will crush one of your brother's arms."
"Then, it's your sister's, or you give me a convincing reason."
Xia Yu was stunned immediately.
What to do now?
"What's wrong? Can't you make it up?" The sword master in white sneered and said, "You are indeed lying to me!"
"If you dare to lie to me, you are seeking death!"
Click!
The sword master in white crushed one of Xia Yu's arms.
Xia Yu groaned.
"The bones are quite strong!" Yang Feiyu, the swordsman in white, casually pinched off Xia Yu's other arm.
Followed closely by two legs.
The sound of clicking is endless.
Moreover, it is the kind that is crushed little by little.
"Hand over your skills and I'll let you die a happy death." The sword master in white said calmly.
"stop!"
Suddenly, an angry shout sounded from a distance.
Tang Wanqing's figure appeared not far away, with a long sword in his hand whizzing towards him.
The sword master in white waved his sleeve gently, and the sword light returned at a faster speed.
Tang Wanqing's figure retreated for hundreds of feet before she stabilized her figure. Her throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"I have shown mercy for the second time!"
"Don't think that since you are the eldest lady of Wanbao Pavilion, I won't dare to kill you. At worst, if I destroy the body and eliminate all traces, you Wanbao Pavilion may not be able to do anything to me?"
The sword master in white looked at Xia Yu coldly and said, "What? You haven't thought about it yet? My patience is limited."
"You and your younger brothers and sisters are so deeply attached to each other. Since you don't want to hand over your skills, why don't you let me see how deep your relationship is?"
After the sword master in white finished speaking, he stepped down lightly.
Click!
In an instant, Xia Lei let out a wailing cry, and his limbs were broken off inch by inch.
"Stop!" Xia Yu shouted quickly.
"Tell me your technique, otherwise, if I step down with my second foot, it will be his head."
"Wait a minute..." Xia Yu yelled: "I really didn't lie to you. My inheritance is a world lord level inheritance. There are restrictions in my mind. I can't reveal even a single sentence. It's useless even if you kill me."
"If you don't believe it, you can go to my consciousness space and take a look. Don't hurt them!"
Xia Yu's eyes were red and his face was full of grief and anger.
The white-clothed sword master's hand froze. Could it be that there really is a realm master level inheritance?
However, he then sneered and said, "It seems that you want the prohibition in your mind to plot against me?"
"You underestimate a saint too much!"
"Use your consciousness to lead me the way! Let me see what restrictions make you so confident?"
"As long as you don't hurt my brothers and sisters, I will take you there." Xia Yu said through gritted teeth.
He knew clearly in his heart that there were no restrictions, but there was a source of Yang Fire.
Since he dare not touch the source of Yin Fire, then the source of Yang Fire must also be harmful to him.
If his consciousness could be damaged, he might have a chance.
Xia Yu secretly calculated in his heart that he was never a person who gave up.
The consciousness of Yang Feiyu, the sword master in white, followed Xia Yu's consciousness and entered Xia Yu's consciousness space.
Looking around and at the sky, the sword master in white was stunned.
Such a vast space of consciousness is not much smaller than his.
The phantoms of the three avenues above his head also shocked him greatly.
This kid is extremely talented and has amazing potential.
At this moment, he was even more sure of his idea that he could not stay here.
"Where is the restriction?" The sword master in white asked coldly.
"Here, please follow me." Xia Yu led the way.
In fact, he could reach any place in the consciousness space instantly, but he didn't dare.
Just before he came in, he hid the source of Yang Fire and the source of Yin Fire.
This was the only way he could think of.
"Hurry up, don't waste time! Boy, you have a lot of clever ideas, but in front of me, you are nothing."
"arrive."
As soon as Yang Feiyu finished speaking, Xia Yu spoke.
"Are you here? There is nothing here?" The sword master in white was a little confused.
"Of course, since it is a realm lord-level inheritance, you will naturally not be able to feel the realm lord-level restrictions. You need to be inspired by me."
"Then what are you still doing?" Yang Feiyu said angrily.
"Wait a moment!" Xia Yu said calmly.
The next moment, countless firelights suddenly lit up.
Sources of Yang Fire instantly surrounded the two of them.
For Xia Yu, he is naturally not afraid of the source of Yang Fire. Except when refining his body, the source of Yang Fire will not hurt him no matter how it burns.
It's just that this source of Yang Fire has a very personal personality and is not very obedient.
Seeing the source of Yang Fire, the white-clothed sword master's expression changed drastically. What kind of flame is this?
As soon as he was touched by the flames, he felt immense pain.
And his trace of consciousness was obviously decreasing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, that ray of consciousness was burned away.
Not only that, the flame seemed to spread along his consciousness and into his mind.
"What kind of flame is this?"
The sword master in white was startled and immediately disconnected from that ray of consciousness.
With a pale face, he grabbed Xia Yu's neck without saying a word.
"You are about to die, and you still play tricks on me. I will destroy you first and then slowly torture you!"
Before he finished speaking, the palm of the sword master in white slapped Xia Yu's dantian directly.
At this moment, Xia Yu was extremely surprised!
However, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "No!"