"Looking at how hot the flames on Sun Lin's sword are, I'm afraid his pseudo-fire essence has been refined to a thousand-year level! It's so perverted."
The fire essence is immortal, but the pseudo-fire essence cannot. If the pseudo-fire essence is not supplied with fire energy for a long time, the pseudo-fire essence will slowly weaken until it dies.
Of course, a powerful pseudo-fire spirit dies slowly, while a weak pseudo-fire spirit dies quickly. The so-called thousand-year level pseudo-fire spirit means that after the supply of fire essence is cut off, the pseudo-fire spirit can naturally exist for a thousand years.
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This is quite a long time. It should be noted that the history of Qixuan Valley is only six hundred years.
Even for the core disciples of the Qixuan Valley who have a lot of resources, the fire spirit is an extremely luxurious thing and is out of reach. To have a thousand-year-old pseudo-fire spirit is an extremely great thing.
"You think Senior Brother Jiang will win within a few moves?"
"It's hard to say, I've seen more than ten moves, maybe twenty moves!" Although Sun Lin showed good strength, the disciples present were still more optimistic about Jiang Lanjian.
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"Senior Brother Jiang! Use my move to set fire to the prairie fire!"
Sun Lin on the ring took action, and it was his signature move. Hearing the sound of roaring flames, red fire rain rushed out from Sun Lin's broad sword, overwhelmingly covering Jiang Lanjian! It made people feel
The strange thing is that the flames that make up the fire rain are not like ordinary flames filled with beating fire snakes, but condensed into strands, like sharp arrows!
"It's the fire of the abyss, the highest-grade human-level fire of the abyss! Sun Lin can actually get this kind of flame to nourish his pseudo-fire spirit!" A disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect couldn't help shouting, looking at Sun Lin with eyes filled with excitement.
He was jealous. Obviously, the fire of the abyss greatly stimulated him. This kind of high-grade human-level flame definitely could not have been obtained by Sun Lin himself, so there was only one possibility. It was the resource allocated to him by the Weapon Refining Sect.
This is the privilege of the core disciples. Their ordinary disciples, even if they stay in the sect for a hundred years, will not be allocated a large amount of high-grade human-level flames to refine their pseudo-fire essence.
Facing the red fire rain, Jiang Lanjian remained calm as usual. The long sword was unsheathed, and the three-finger-wide cyan long sword had a simple luster. There was no sharp feeling, and it looked as inconspicuous as a leek leaf.
"The sword points to the sky!"
Jiang Lanjian drew his sword, and his movement could not be seen clearly. All he saw was a flash of blue light, and at that moment, it seemed like a green dragon rose into the sky!
The wanton sword energy collided with Huo Yu's arrows, and only a series of "puff, puff, puff" explosions were heard, and Huo Yu disappeared into thin air!
The gorgeous firelight covered the eyes of the audience like blooming fireworks. Before the audience had time to react, Jiang Lanjian swung out another sword. This sword, with a sharp sound of explosion, pierced Sun Lin's heart!
"Wall of Flame!"
Sun Lin was shocked. He expected that the blazing prairie fire might not be able to hurt Jiang Lanjian, but he did not expect that it would be broken so easily. In a panic, Sun Lin retreated while setting up a defensive wall of flames in front of him.
"Hoo ho ho!"
There were three consecutive walls of flames. Each one was more intense than the last, and the crimson tongues of flames shot out more than ten feet high!
"break!"
Jiang Lanjian swung his long sword, and a sword energy slashed out with unparalleled momentum, dividing the entire arena. Three walls of fire were cut through by Jiang Lanjian. The flames were directly blown out by the sword energy!
Jiang Lanjian's speed reached its peak in an instant, and the next moment a cyan figure appeared in front of Sun Lin's eyes, and Sun Lin's face changed drastically!
The sword light suddenly rises!
"Peng!"
Sun Lin's body-protecting essence was broken, his body flew out, and his face turned pale.
Once he gets close, Sun Lin has no chance to resist. He is just a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect. Although he also uses a sword, he is not a swordsman at all. His sword is more like a weapon that uses flames to attack, while Jiang Lanjian is
It's different. His sword is his lifeblood. When the sword and man become one, they can go anywhere!
"Jiang Lan's sword wins!"
The elder referee was also deeply surprised. He defeated the enemy with three swords. The opponent was not an unknown person, but he lost so completely!
Jiang Lanjian's strength is so terrifying, if nothing else, he has already surpassed some of his direct disciples!
You know, he is not yet the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, so how far has Jiang Boyun, the number one master of the younger generation of the Sword Sect, reached?
Unimaginable!
In the audience, ordinary disciples were shocked. Jiang Lanjian was too powerful. Even Fang Qi, a direct disciple of the Formation Sect, looked unhappy. If Jiang Lanjian had been at his full strength just now, he could barely fight with Jiang Lanjian.
, if not, he would be in danger!
As one of the seven direct disciples, if he loses to the second disciple of the Sword Sect, his face will naturally be disgraced.
Not only Fang Qi, Ouyang Ming, Huan Xiaodie and others also looked unnatural. For the time being, they didn't have to worry about Jiang Lanjian. They were worried about Jiang Boyun. They didn't understand Jiang Lanjian's strength. The Sword Sect certainly didn't understand.
Letting such a powerful Jiang Lanjian be his second disciple can only prove that Jiang Boyun is stronger than Jiang Lanjian!
"Okay! That's great!"
At this time, Ouyang Ming suddenly heard a sinister voice next to him, which made his scalp numb. He turned around and looked over, only to see a skinny guy wearing bandages and laughing.
Seeing the mummy next to him, Ouyang Ming felt uncomfortable all over. He frowned and said, "Mugu Buyu, why are you laughing?"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I am very excited to have such an opponent." The mummy stretched out its long tongue and licked its lips, with a strange light shining in its eyes, as if a vampire had seen delicious prey, which made people shudder.
The surname of the mummy is very strange. His surname is Mu Gu, and his name is Bu Yu. He is not from the Southern Sky Region, but comes from the extremely remote Far West Region. Six hundred years ago, a man named Mu Gu Yanzhuo, a man from the Far West Region, traveled a long distance.
The teleportation array came to the Qixuan area of the Southern Sky Territory, and he was the founder of the Qixuan Valley Puppet Sect.
The Puppet Sect is the most mysterious sect in Qixuan Valley. The disciples in the sect come from the same origin and have only one surname - Mu Gu. They never accept disciples with other surnames. Rather than saying that they are a sect, they are more like a family.
The number of people in the Puppet Sect, even compared to the sparsely populated Qin Sect and Huan Sect, is less than one-third of the total number of the other party.
But no sect dares to underestimate the Puppet Sect, because the disciples of the Puppet Sect are too powerful in combat and very united. Take this general sect martial arts competition as an example, the Puppet Sect only sent two people, one is Mugu Buyu and the other is Mugu.
Jie Rong, both of them swept all the way and came out victorious. Among them, Mugu Buyu was a direct disciple. His moves were weird and his strength was unpredictable. Ouyang Ming would rather face Jiang Boyun than face this mummy.
The Mu Gu Jie Rong is not necessarily far behind. The top ten are stable. Even Fang Qi of the Formation Sect is probably not the opponent of the Mu Gu Jie Rong.
The Puppet Sect is so strange. They have separate sects with their own beliefs. They seem to be some god from the Western Regions. They are mysterious all day long. The peak where the sect is located is a thousand miles away from the main peak of Qixuan Valley, deep into the Tianxuan Mountains.
Deep down, there is no human habitation and there are hordes of ferocious beasts.
The Puppet Sect does not use the resources of the Qixuan Valley very much, nor does it hand over resources to the Qixuan Valley. Occasionally, it will use things from the Qixuan Valley, and it will be exchanged at equal value. It can be said that the Puppet Sect is a very independent organization within the Qixuan Valley.
The strong branch sect usually has little contact with the other six major branch sects. As for the orders of the Valley Master, for them, it is almost a matter of whether they can listen or not.
Everyone in the Qixuan Valley understands one thing. The disciples of the Puppet Sect can never be offended, because they are not only powerful and mysterious, but also extremely protective of their shortcomings.
If the Sword Sect is the most powerful branch in the Qixuan Valley, then the Puppet Sect is the most difficult branch to deal with in the Qixuan Valley. No one is willing to fight with them, not only because of their weird moves, but also once killed by them,
Your corpse will most likely be made into a puppet.
This is also the reason why influential figures like Ouyang Ming felt numb when they saw Mu Gu Buyu. He knew very well that the bag that Mu Gu Buyu was carrying was made of the human skin of an innate master, and he was sleeping here.
The puppet in the human skin pocket is also made from the corpse of an acquired peak master.
"Jiang Boyun, you are out of luck now."
Finding that Mu Gu Buyu had been licking his lips and looking at Jiang Boyun, Ouyang Ming thought with gloating that he was not sure about facing Jiang Boyun at all, and he didn't want to deal with the guy in front of him who was neither human nor ghost.
, if the two of them fight together, both sides will be hurt, and everyone will be happy.
After Jiang Lanjian took action, three of his direct disciples appeared in succession, almost all of whom were able to defeat their opponents within three moves. For a time, the atmosphere in the arena was pushed to a climax.
The popularity of the seven direct disciples has soared, so much so that after Qin Wuxin came on the field, there was a wave of cheers on the field.
"Qin will win without any intention."
"Sister Qin, come on."
"Sister Qin, I love you."
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All kinds of chaotic sounds came to the ring, but Qin Wuxin just hugged Qin and stood quietly, not affected at all. She was wearing a plain white dress, the breeze was floating, the dress was fluttering, and her whole body naturally showed a
There is an air of emanation that cannot be swallowed up by the fireworks of this world.
Her opponent is Jing Chanyu, who is still veiled and wearing a bright yellow dress, looking as quiet as a virgin.
Two beauties with different styles standing together naturally attracted countless eyeballs. For many men, the competition itself was no longer important at this time.
"You are no match for me." Qin Wuxin said coldly.
"I know, but since I have entered the first echelon, I don't want to miss the opportunity to meet your direct disciples." Jing Chanyu raised her head proudly. Although she was badly beaten by Fang Qi, she would not be depressed.
She is confident that as time goes by, she will catch up with them step by step until she surpasses them.
Now she wants to know how big the gap is.
"Then... fulfill your wish!" Qin Wuxin said expressionlessly, "Listen to my piano music."
The slender hands were attached to the long strings, and the sound of the piano sounded like mountains and flowing water. (To be continued)!~!
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