[wangww.] "Xiaofan, didn't you say you were looking for Xiao Hui and that big yellow dog? Why did you lead me to the kitchen?" Zeng "wang" followed Zhang Xiaofan and walked into the kitchen to chatter. non-stop.
Zhang Xiaofan looked carefully into the kitchen and saw that it was many times more spacious than the kitchen in Dazhufeng and the light was much brighter. He looked at it carefully and said: "Although I haven't seen them since early in the morning. But I guess it's probably here 1
Zeng "Net" shrugged his shoulders and said: "Impossible, what do you think of the three-eyed monkey? It is a natural spiritual creature, even worse than human beings. How do you think of you?" He acts like a thief, and he is also a greedy thief...ah 1
In the stunned expression of Zeng "Net", Zhang Xiaofan picked up Xiao Hui from behind a jar in the corner of the kitchen. Xiao Hui was lifted in the air and screamed, and then Rhubarb ran out from behind the jar. She barked loudly at the two of them.
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Zeng Wang, who looked dumbfounded.
Holding Xiao Hui in his arms, Zhang Xiaofan cursed: "Damn dog, stop barking. Do you want people to catch us?"
Dahuang seemed to understand what he said and looked at Xiaohui who was huddled in his arms. The dog snorted a few times and then lost his voice. Zhang Xiaofan glanced around and saw that most things were intact. It seemed that the two thieves had not succeeded yet, so they couldn't help but feel very happy, and quickly carried Xiao Hui and walked out.
After taking two steps, I realized that Dahuang hadn't followed. When I looked back, I saw Dahuang running behind the jar with his tail between his legs, playing with it twice, and then running over with a piece of meat bone from the boss in his mouth.
Zhang Xiaofan glared at Xiao Hui in his arms, who grinned like a monkey. Zeng "Net" saw this and shook his head.
The two of them sneaked out of the kitchen with the monkey and dog, fearing that they would be discovered by others, and the stigma in their lives would never be erased. They managed to run far away, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xiaofan breathed for a while and said: "By the way, I didn't congratulate you just now! Another win."
Zeng "Net" didn't care at all. He only looked at Xiao Hui in his arms carefully with his eyes and said: "What's the matter? Sooner or later, he will be defeated by others... Why is Xiao Hui so dirty? How many days have you been waiting for? Didn’t you give him a bath?”
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said, "I've never washed it."
Zeng "Wang" seemed to be about to faint, he hit his forehead with his hand and said: "You, you, how could you do this to me?"
Zhang Xiaofan was deeply disapproving, thinking to himself that this monkey was climbing up and down all day long, how could he get clean, but looking at Zeng Wang's heartbroken face, he knew that this person was unreasonable on this issue.
He laughed dryly, changed the subject, and said, "By the way, did you know? In the third round of the competition tomorrow, Lu Xueqi's opponent will be my senior sister Tian Linger!"
As expected, Zeng "Net" was stunned and said: "It's your senior sister! Is it Tian Linger who uses amber and scarlet silk?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaofan reached out and touched Xiao Hui's head, which was climbing up on his shoulder, and said, "Lu Xueqi has been very popular in the past two days. I'm a little wary of my senior sister."
Zeng "Net" nodded and said: "That's true. If nothing else, just the 'Tianya' in Lu Xueqi's hand is unbearable."
Zhang Xiaofan was a little worried and said: "Net, do you think my senior sister will be in danger? You see Lu Xueqi destroyed her opponent's fairy sword in the first match. I heard that Nagato's senior brother was also seriously injured in the second match. Woolen cloth!"
Zeng "Wang" glared at him and said: "You are too worried. I think your senior sister is much better than you. You should worry about yourself! As you go down, one will be more powerful than the other. According to your own words You haven’t even practiced at the third level of Tai Chi, Xuan Qing Dao, Yu Qing Realm, and you won’t be struck to death with a sword by then... Give me a hug, Xiao Hui.”
Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment and handed Xiao Hui over. Zeng Wang happily held it in his arms, but Xiao Hui was very dissatisfied and screamed.
Zhang Xiaofan sighed and said: "You are right, senior sister is profound and beautiful. She is loved by so many people. How can it be my turn to care about her?"
Zeng "Net" hugged Xiao Hui tightly and stared at him, as if he was afraid that he would suffer if he missed a glance. He said nonchalantly: "It's good that you know, but you should think about how to save your life tomorrow." I told you that your opponent tomorrow, my senior brother Peng Chang from Fenghuifeng, is definitely not comparable to today's Chu Yuhong, especially the fairy sword magic weapon 'Wu Gou' he cultivated, which is made with thousand-year fire. Made of copper, it’s so powerful!”
Zhang Xiaofan made a sad face and frowned, and said: "You are all covered with magic weapons, what can I do?"
Zeng "Net" didn't even raise his eyes, he still looked at Xiao Hui, stepped forward and said: "Xiao Hui, come back with me, I will give you two bunches of bananas, okay? Uh, Xiao Fan, you What did you just say?"
Zhang Xiaofan walked side by side with him and sighed: "I really envy you that you can use magic weapons. What does it feel like?"
Zeng "Net" shrugged his shoulders and said: "That's not all. After practicing the fairy sword for a long time, the magic weapon will naturally have some resonance with you. Based on this, you can use your mind and spiritual power to drive the magic weapon, go up to the sky and into the earth, and split mountains. The sea is up to you."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said, "Sensation, is it a cold feeling?"
Zeng "Net" put his eyes on Xiao Hui and replied casually: "Not necessarily, it depends on the material of the treasure."
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while, then finally shook his head, gave up the delusion in his mind, and said: "Net, you said that a divine object like Tianya was created in the first place. I don't know how it was created. The scene must be spectacular, right?" "
Zeng Wang looked at Zhang Xiaofan strangely and said: "How do I know? This is the first time I have seen this legendary divine object." After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at Xiao Hui, regardless of Xiao Hui's angry face. He stroked Xiao Hui's fur with a smile on his face and said, "But let's talk about induction! I have read in ancient books before that the magic weapons that can truly communicate with the minds of cultivators are not these so-called magical treasures."
Zhang Xiaofan was surprised: "What is that?"
Zeng "Net" said: "They are some magic weapons that are refined and created with the owner's own essence and blood, using blood as a mediator. The magic weapons often have a demonic air, but they have a feeling of flesh and blood connection with the owner. Although the book says this They are all evil ways, and most of the things they refine are vicious and evil things, and the right way does not work. However, these magic weapons can only be used by those with the blood of the master. It is not like the magic weapons we are practicing now, which fall into the hands of seniors with advanced Taoism. Surrender...eh!"
Zeng Wang stopped and found that there was no one around him. When he looked back, he saw Zhang Xiaofan had stopped at some point and stood behind him, staring at him blankly, with a strange expression on his face.
Zeng Wang felt strange and said, "What's wrong, Xiaofan?"
Zhang Xiaofan shuddered, forced a smile, and said: "No, it's nothing."
Zeng "Net" took another look at him, thinking that he was worried about tomorrow's competition. He walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't worry! I have already told Senior Brother Peng that he will not be able to compete in tomorrow's competition." I will deal a heavy blow to you and let you lose in a dignified manner so that you can show off in front of Master and Mistress."
Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be distracted, but he still nodded and said: "Oh, thank you very much."
The two took a few more steps forward. Zeng Wang was busy looking at Xiao Hui in his arms, but Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be full of thoughts and remained silent.
After a while, Xiao Hui seemed to be unable to bear the inhuman gaze of Zeng "Net" anymore. He screamed several times and stretched out his claws to grab Zeng "Net". Zeng "Net" saw that Xiao Hui had been quite angry since just now. Honest, he relaxed his vigilance for a moment, and was unexpectedly attacked by it again. This time, he couldn't escape. There were a few scars on his fair face, which made him let go of his hand in pain.
Xiao Hui was free again and jumped for joy. However, he did not return to Zhang Xiaofan. Instead, he ran underground and ran forward quickly. He ran in front of the two people who were walking towards him, and jumped on one of them with a "swish". .
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and saw the woman with a smile like a flower, standing among the misty white clouds, her clothes were moving slightly, and the red silk ribbon around her waist was unparalleled in beauty. She was Tian Linger.
There was a burst of joy in his heart, and he was about to speak when suddenly the hot blood in his body cooled down again, and a chill went into his heart. Next to Tian Linger, stood a handsome man with a jade tree facing the wind, who could it be if he wasn't Qi Hao? ?
Tian Linger was also shocked at this time. Xiao Hui usually only pestered Zhang Xiaofan, but today he suddenly changed his temper and started to get intimate with him. It was quite unexpected.
In fact, in her heart, she also liked this smart monkey. She stroked Xiao Hui and smiled at him: "Xiao Fan, why are you here?"
Zhang Xiaofan had no expression on his face and said in a low voice: "My friends and I are here for a walk."
Qi Hao, who was standing next to Tian Linger, glanced at Zeng Wang, with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Brother Zeng, we meet again."
Zeng "Net" did not dare to neglect and said in return: "Senior Brother Qi, hello."
Tian Linger looked at them and said in surprise: "Do you know them?"
Qi Hao smiled and said: "Junior Brother Zeng is the beloved son of Uncle Zeng from Feng Huifeng. He has a profound family background and a profound spiritual practice. This time the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition is our formidable enemy!"
Zeng "Wang" smiled and said: "Senior Brother Qi, your reputation is so famous in Qingyun that the young disciples of Qingyun's sect will naturally respect you. How can I dare to be so presumptuous!"
Qi Hao laughed and said: "Junior Brother Zeng is too much of a reward. I don't dare to accept it."
Tian Linger saw that Zhang Xiaofan looked a little strange, so she walked over and said, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "Senior sister, you will compete with Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak tomorrow, so be careful!"
Tian Linger smiled slightly and turned to look at Qi Hao. Qi Hao smiled and said nothing. Tian Linger returned the smile, then turned to Zhang Xiaofan and said: "I understand in my heart, no, Senior Brother Qi is a profound person. He is also enthusiastic, and because he and I have some affinity, he specially invited me out to give me some pointers for tomorrow’s competition!”
Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and after a long while, he said in a solemn voice: "Senior sister, when you compete tomorrow, I will also compete with Senior Brother Peng from Feng Huifeng. I can't cheer for you anymore. You should be careful!"
Tian Linger said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, Xiaofan, my father and mother both said they wanted to watch my competition, and besides..." She glanced at Qi Hao affectionately, and then said: "Senior Brother Qi can do it too.
Come to see me compete. With his advanced practice and his guidance, I will definitely not lose."
Qi Hao smiled from a distance: "I can't guarantee that."
Tian Linger turned around and glared at him, and then she couldn't help but laugh. Her skin, which was as white as jade, could outshine the frost and snow, with a slight hint of pink. It was so bright that it almost made people stunned.
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But Zeng "Net" stood aside and saw clearly that Zhang Xiaofan's eyes and face quickly dimmed, almost losing all vitality, and he couldn't help but frown.
The night is deep, and the cold moon hangs high in the sky.
Above the sea of clouds, there was no sound. A lonely shadow wandered in the cold moonlight, walking aimlessly among the faint clouds.
Unknowingly, he walked onto the Hongqiao Bridge and came to the edge of the blue water pool. It was as level as a mirror and calm, reflecting the stars in the sky as if they had fallen into the water.
The scenery is beautiful on a good day.
But this man didn't seem to pay any attention to this. He just stood by the water, looking at the water, as if he was remembering something. After a long time, his body suddenly shook, and he held his hands tightly, looking very painful.
Then, he slowly turned his head, looked at the dark woods beside the Hongqiao Bridge, and walked slowly over.
The moonlight shone on Zhang Xiaofan's face, which made him look a little sad.
Should I stand in this dark corner forever, quietly watching other people's happiness and tasting my own pain?
In the distance, there were faint sounds of footsteps.
Darkness lurks quietly in this small forest.
"It's so late, why did the head brother call us here?" Following the voice, six figures appeared. Zhang Xiaofan hid in the dark and was shocked. It was the first of the six meridians in Qingyun Mountain except Tongtian Peak, and Tian Buyi was also there.
Inside, the speaker was Shang Zhengliang, the leader of Chaoyang Peak.
Cangsong Daoist, who was walking at the forefront, said: "I heard that the head brother has tried the spirit channeling technique with the spirit master today. I am afraid that he has discovered something and wants us to go and discuss it."
"Spiritual Master" Shui Qilin is the spiritual beast of Qingyun Gate, which is very important. After hearing this, everyone stopped talking and looked solemn. After a while, they walked away.
After these experts had walked away for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan dared to walk out of the grove and subconsciously looked at the green water pool. He saw that the water surface was calm as usual. It seemed that the spiritual master had already fallen asleep in the water.
He raised his head and stared blankly at the cold moon in the sky. Just as he was about to go back, he reached out and took out the black fire stick from his arms.
During the day, Zeng "Net"'s words shocked him greatly and made him confused. But at this moment, there were no other thoughts in his mind. He could only think of Senior Sister Ling'er and Qi Hao standing together.
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His heart had always felt like being pricked by needles, but now, it had become numb and empty, as if all three souls and seven souls were gone.
Slowly picking up the fire stick, under the dark green surface, tiny blood-red lines are clearly visible, like bloodshot threads, distributed all over the stick, even in the bead on the top.
Is this my blood?
Zhang Xiaofan thought like this in his heart. The moment he heard Zeng "Net"'s words, he almost immediately had the urge to throw away the fire stick. However, Qi Hao and Tian Linger came next, but
The greater shock in his heart made him not care about this so-called evil thing at all.
"Hmph!" He smiled bitterly: "Even if it is an evil thing, it is still an extremely powerful magic weapon. How can I have such a good life to deserve these things? The one who is with me is just an ugly fire stick.
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The cold feeling slowly emerged from the fire stick and wandered through his body, as if comforting him.
"Magic weapon? Magic weapon?"
Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth: "Who am I, how can I use magic weapons?" When he said it later, his voice was a little choked, and even the cold breath seemed to be disturbed by his sadness.
It feels like jumping and seems to come alive.
Zhang Xiaofan felt it, but didn't take it to heart at all. He just thought it was the mountain wind that made him feel cold.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the fire stick in his hand. The scene when he and Tian Linger went to the valley together flashed through his mind, and it felt like a lifetime ago.
The blood streaks in the dark green color of the fire stick slowly lit up, as if sensing something.
Zhang Xiaofan accidentally saw it and was startled. At the same time, he remembered what he had said to "Net" during the day. In his heart, an uncontrollable impulse suddenly surged up.
Closed his eyes.
In an instant, the cold feeling spread all over the body but there was no chill at all. There was no sound everywhere but deep in my heart I could hear a roar so clearly, like the screams of countless wronged souls under the Nine Netherworld, carrying endless resentment.
, soaring up.
Bones, blood, screaming, bloody!
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath. However, just a moment later, he held his breath.
His hands were spread out flat, and his fingers were stretched or bent to form the shape of a magic formula. The black fire stick had flown away from his hands at this moment, standing in the air with black steam and green light.
In front of the fire stick, a tree that was originally full of life in front of the grove facing him was completely withered in this moment, with branches and leaves falling off, as if something had sucked all the life out of it in an instant.
For the first time in his life, Zhang Xiaofan felt that he was so close to the fire stick. Even though the stick was stopped in mid-air, across this distance, he could clearly feel the familiar cold air that he was holding it.
It has also become stronger than ever before, and there seems to be an inexplicable fresh breath in it, sucked from the black rod and spreading throughout the body.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly heard a low roar in the distance behind him. He turned his head in horror and saw the water in the clear water pool suddenly became chaotic, as if something had been disturbed.
Without thinking much, he ran away subconsciously and quickly reached the Hong Bridge without looking back. He ran forward until he crossed the Hong Bridge and came to the sea of clouds. He could no longer feel anything strange behind him, and then he stopped.
Take a big breath.
For a long time, he once again stared at the black fire stick in his hand. At this moment, the fire stick was lying in his hand as usual, plain, ugly and quiet.
The next day, the Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians martial arts competition entered the third round.
Sixteen Qingyun disciples were exactly distributed on the eight stages, competing at the same time. Among the three people from Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan was arranged to compete on the "Kan" stage, Song Daren was on the "Li" stage, and as for Tian Linger and
For this competition, Lu Xueqi was arranged to compete on the largest and most conspicuous "dry" stage.
According to "Net", Zeng, a friend who has only known Zhang Xiaofan for three days but has become very familiar with him, the old guys from the Qingyun Sect have big problems when it comes to the arrangement of the arena. In fact, it is no wonder that the competition between Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er is so popular.
Attention.
Needless to say, Lu Xueqi is pregnant with the "Tianya". In the past few days, whenever the young disciples of the Qingyun Sect compete with her, she will be surrounded by people on three levels inside and three outside, and the crowds will be blocked.
And Dazhufeng Tian Ling'er had a reputation for early wisdom in the Qingyun sect. In the past two days, he showed off his talents even more, defeating powerful enemies, attracting everyone's attention, and his appearance is also unparalleled. He and Lu Xueqi were in love for a while, and there are many good things in private.
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Today, the two most outstanding young female disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the past hundred years met prematurely. Some of the elders may have felt regret, but the young disciples were all excited and had already surrounded the Qiantai like an iron barrel.
Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan both stood in front of Tian Buyi and said goodbye to him. Tian Buyi looked at Song Daren and said: "Today your opponent is Nagato's Chang Jian. This man has a stoic character. He has practiced Taoism for many years and is defensive in Taoism."
Extremely strong, which is exactly the opposite of the Immortal Sword and Ten Tigers you cultivated, so you have to be careful."
Song Daren said respectfully: "Yes, Master."
Zhang Xiaofan felt something in his heart and felt that the name seemed familiar. After thinking for a while, he recalled that it was Chang Jian who led him and Lin Jingyu to the Yuqing Palace when he first went up the mountain five years ago.
Thinking of this, he unconsciously missed Lin Jingyu again. He heard that his friend also won the second game here yesterday. His strength was outstanding and he was regarded as a genius by everyone, but he didn't have time to go over and congratulate him.
Tian Buyi turned his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was standing next to Song Daren. This unexpected little apprentice stood there with his head lowered and said nothing. Tian Buyi frowned and said: "Old Qi, you should be more careful. If you can't, give up."
It’s okay, just be careful not to get hurt.”
Zhang Xiaofan was shaken, but others could not see what he was feeling inside. They could only whisper: "Yes, Master."
Song Daren looked into the distance and said to Tian Buyi: "Master, it's getting late, my junior brother and I are going."
Tian Buyi nodded, and Suru standing aside smiled and said, "Be careful."
Song Daren responded and walked out of the circle with Zhang Xiaofan. Along the way, he vaguely felt that something was wrong with this junior brother today. He was not as quiet as before, so he said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Junior brother, what are you doing today?"
Why didn't you say a word? Are you nervous?"
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at his senior brother and forced a smile, but did not answer.
Song Daren smiled cheerfully and said: "Don't think so much, and don't take the outcome too seriously. Although Master and Master are very face-conscious, they will never blame you. Do you understand?"
Xiaofan responded, but thought to himself: They don't have any expectations of me, so naturally they won't blame me.
Song Daren nodded. At this time, the two of them walked out of the crowd. It was not easy to squeeze in, but it was quite easy to get out. Song Daren chuckled and said: "Junior brother, we are leaving separately. I wish you good luck. I hope you will be here soon."
I’ll give you another victory.” After saying this, he didn’t wait for Zhang Xiaofan’s reaction and burst out laughing.
Zhang Xiaofan sighed slightly and walked towards the arena where he was competing.
"Kan" was under the stage. Most of the disciples of Fenghuifeng were here. Zhang Xiaofan also saw the group of senior fellow apprentices named Gao. Fenghuifeng is a major branch of Qingyun Sect, with more than two hundred disciples, second only to Chang
Mentongtian Peak and Longshou Peak.
It was obvious that everyone in Feng Huifeng had heard something from Zeng "Net". They all looked relaxed, and when they saw Zhang Xiaofan, they actually smiled and nodded in a friendly manner.
For some reason, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the kind smiles of everyone in front of him were so annoying and a form of contempt for him.
He walked onto the ring expressionlessly. Behind him, everyone in the audience stood opposite him. This time, even Zeng "Net" was not here, because he himself also wanted to compete.
But even if he comes, he should still cheer for his fellow disciples!
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt an unspeakable loneliness in his heart. Standing on this high stage, he looked at the countless eyes around the stage, but he didn't even have a friend.
Why on earth, why, always have to face everyone alone, not even a friend can see it!
The sixteen-year-old boy shouted silently in his heart, bit his lip stubbornly, and lowered his head.
The mountain breeze came slowly, brushing against my face.
"when!"
The sound of bells and cauldrons nearby and far away rang almost at the same time, echoing on the top of Tongtian Peak and spreading far away. Zhang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat, but his first thought was: Senior Sister Ling'er should also start competing! She can
Don't get hurt.
Then he felt sour in his heart and said secretly: "Whether she is injured or not, it is your turn to take care of it. Not to mention the master, the master's wife is all there. Even Qi Hao also said that he should rush there immediately after finishing the opponent as soon as possible. Hehe, as soon as possible.
After defeating the opponent, I feel so majestic and confident! I really treat my opponent as if they were nothing..."
He was thinking like this, forgetting that he was also in the ring, until the opponent standing opposite him shouted loudly for the third time: "...Junior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Xiaofan woke up suddenly, looked up, and saw a senior fellow from Feng Huifeng standing opposite him. He was tall and had a gentle expression. However, seeing Zhang Xiaofan in a daze, his expression couldn't help but look a little weird.
Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red and he heard a burst of laughter from the audience.
Peng Chang cupped his hands with a smile and said: "Peng Chang, a disciple of Feng Huifeng below, please give me some advice from Junior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Xiaofan quickly returned the gift and said: "Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, has met Senior Brother Peng."
When the two met, Peng Chang smiled slightly, looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, then lowered his voice and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zeng has already told me about your matter, I..."
Zhang Xiaofan trembled, and suddenly blurted out uncontrollably: "Senior Brother Peng, please let go and come over!"
Peng Chang was stunned, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan carefully. After a while, he put away his smile, nodded, and passed his right hand in front of him. With a "Zheng" sound, the handle emitted red light, almost like a fairy sword surrounded by burning flames.
Sacrificed.
"This sword 'Wu Gou' is made of thousand-year-old fire bronze. Please give me some advice from Junior Brother Zhang." For some reason, Peng Chang's expression was serious and his demeanor was solemn, as if he was speaking to a powerful enemy who was evenly matched.
Zhang Xiaofan felt the fiery aura coming towards his face from a long distance away. This fiery aura was strong and fierce. It was completely different from the gentle and righteous aura of Chu Yuhong's Shaoyang Immortal Sword in Chaoyang Peak yesterday, and it was a bit more domineering.
Zhang Xiaofan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and he was so nervous that his body trembled slightly when he thought about the consequences he would face later. But he gritted his teeth, tried his best to control himself, and took out the black stick from his arms.
of fire sticks.
There was a burst of harsh laughter from the audience.
Zhang Xiaofan trembled as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Peng Chang, who was standing opposite him, did not smile. He glanced at the black fire stick and said seriously: "Junior Brother Zhang, please!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at his opponent. Behind the burning flames, Peng Chang was like the ancient god of fire. His whole person was different. The hot flames caused bursts of smoke to float in the air, and even his face looked a bit strange.
Blurred.
Holding the black stick tightly, Zhang Xiaofan once again felt the feeling of flesh and blood connected, as if he knew the master's mood, and the cold feeling boiled up again.
The black and ugly fire stick slowly rose into the air and left his palm, emitting a dark green light. Although it was ugly and weak, it stood in mid-air, facing the front as if it was unstoppable and omnipotent.
The powerful flame, neither it nor its owner showed any intention of retreating.
One person, a fire stick, faced the whole world!
Under the stage, the laughter slowly subsided, and people didn't know why and held their breath.
The huge flame grew stronger and stronger, making people wonder what it was burning to make it burn so vigorously. The Fenghui Peak disciples who were far away from the stage all felt the heat was overwhelming. The disciples with lower cultivation level even asked
After retreating, some people such as Senior Brother Gao and others who were friends with Zeng "Net" and knew the inside story changed their expressions. Everyone could see that Peng Chang didn't seem to be merciful at this moment. He looked like he was going all out to fight for life and death.
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The fire dragon grew bigger and bigger, almost covering the sky above the ring with its fangs and claws.
Looking from a distance, Zhang Xiaofan standing on the stage, dressed in trousers and even the ends of his hair and eyebrows, seemed to have signs of withering. You can imagine that he felt like he was in a furnace at this moment, which was creepy.
However, the young man stood there, even though there was pain on his face, he did not flinch. Even though there was fear in his eyes, he was so enthusiastic. The fire deep in his heart seemed to be burning in his eyes.
With a roar, the huge fire dragon rushed over, trying to devour everything in the world.
It seems like a moment, but a lifetime has been frozen.
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and roared, burning the fire stick and rushing into the flames like a green light.
The loud roar was deafening amid the blazing flames.
Under the stage, Senior Brother Gao and others looked at each other in shock. After a long while, they stumbled and sighed: "How could it be like this!" This chapter was published by online book friends www.