Zhou Xinrong looked at the man wearing a silver mask in the air and said in a deep voice.
Yunxueya made a big mistake by letting Yunxiaoya go last night. He was afraid that Zhou Xinrong would kill him too.
And now he also understands that the national master Zhou Xinrong is indeed from the Western Fire Sect, and it is not a rumor or a guess.
However, the situation was such that he had no choice.
He looked at Zhou Xinrong and quickly flattered him: "The National Master is right, these rabble are no match for the elites of the Western Fire Sect."
Zhou Xinrong looked at the battle situation, shook her head and said: "They are not just a mob, but the elites of Longjiyuan. Each of these five people is a leader in the same level. The woman who fought against Yu Zhen, and the woman who fought with Xue
The two of them are even more capable of killing men in battle. However, they are still a little short of winning."
At this point, Xue Tu's move of Blood Falling into the Sky has been shot down.
The big bloody hand and the huge hammer shadow shrouded Chen Yang below, making Chen Yang look very small.
"Zi Ji Yijian."
Chen Yang's face hardened and he struck out with his sword without any panic.
Because, he has a winning way to restrain the bloody massacre.
The corpse monster is a yin and evil thing, and Xue Tu practices evil skills. As long as the most powerful and yang attributes of the exercises, magical powers, and artistic conceptions, it will have an extremely strong suppressive effect on Xue Tu.
The fire dragon artistic conception, whether it is a real dragon or a raging flame, can suppress evil spirits.
In an instant, Chen Yang released sixty sword lights.
Each sword light is completely condensed from the purest star energy, and its power is so powerful that no real energy can compare with it.
The sword light was densely packed, like crystal raindrops rising upward, attacking the giant hammer and bloody hand falling from the air.
Seeing this, Xue Tu's eyes showed disdain.
But then, he realized something was wrong.
Because every ray of Chen Yang's sword was actually surrounded by a wisp of purple flames.
Although the flames are very subtle and almost undetectable, they burn fiercely and release very blazing high temperatures, which seem to be able to directly burn the heart, causing anger to attack the heart and cause burning pain in the blood vessels all over the body.
Moreover, the power released by the flames suppressed Xue Tu's bloody hand. The bloody hand was obviously unable to resist, and it had already begun to weaken before it hit.
"The mood of fire!"
Xue Tu had a look of horror on his face, and the ferocious smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
He felt tremendous pressure all over his body, because the artistic conception of fire was restraining him.
Moreover, the person who originally refined him into a zombie monster thought that if the opponent possesses the artistic conception of fire, it is best to stay away from him and not to challenge him.
The moment the fine sword light completely hit the hammer shadow in the air, the bloody hand covering it had completely disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound sounded, and Hammer Shadow lost the blessing of the general situation. The evil black true energy was completely unable to compete with the star energy sword light blessed by the sixty fire artistic conceptions.
The hammer shadow disintegrated and turned into a turbulent flow of energy, rushing towards the surroundings.
Sixty sword rays were not destroyed in this bombardment, but shot straight towards the sky, entangled with purple-red flames, as gorgeous as fireworks.
Boom boom boom
Burning purple flames were released from Chen Yang's body, and the powerful power of the sun suppressed the blood massacre on the opposite side, causing the power of the opponent to become disordered and the true energy to stagnate.
Seeing that Chen Yang had the upper hand, Zhang Yuxi, Wang Ting, Lin Ping'er, and Zhao Ke finally felt relieved.
They found it unbelievable that Chen Yang was still so strong.
Moreover, they were also very shocked by Chen Yang's artistic conception of fire.
After all, what Chen Yang understood was the artistic conception of fire dragon. Although it was a combination of fire and dragon, it required extremely strong control to separate out the artistic conception of fire and then use it.
In other words, Chen Yang's understanding of the fire dragon's artistic conception is already quite advanced.
Zhang Yuxi even felt that it might not be long before Chen Yang's Fire Dragon Artistic Concept could advance to the second level.
At that time, the increase in combat power will be even greater.
"In the late stage of the False Mansion, he actually understood the artistic conception of fire. This person is really not simple! It seems that he is definitely a genius trained by the Dragon's Back Institute. If he can be killed, one of the Dragon's Back Institute can also be wiped out. The seed of potential. This child must not be kept!"
Standing aside, Zhou Xinrong murmured something, with a cold murderous intent flashing in her eyes, and shouted to Xuetu: "Don't you still need that thing of yours? His artistic conception of fire can defeat you. If you don't use it, you will be dead." .Give you three minutes to kill him. Don’t you want me to deal with a fake state?”
Xuetu came back to his senses and said to Zhou Xinrong: "Master Protector, of course there is no need for you to take action."
Then, he turned his eyes to Chen Yang and sneered: "Boy, you are very good. You have understood the artistic conception of fire, which just restrains my corpse monster physique and my magical powers. However, I turned into a ghost. After becoming a corpse monster, I had long thought that I would meet someone like you, so I was prepared."
Xue Tu's face showed a proud look as he took out a bead the size of a dove egg from the ring.
The surface of the bead was transparent, with black mist flowing inside.
Sometimes the black energy condenses into ghost heads, sometimes it condenses into skeletons, and sometimes it turns into a woman crying with her baby in her arms.
All in all, this bead is very sinister and weird.
"Demon Orb!"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully.
This magic bead of concentration can only be condensed in an extremely sinister place, after countless years of accumulation of resentment, evil, demonic, and murderous intent. It is very rare.
He didn't expect that Xue Tu actually had one.
Seeing that Chen Yang recognized the thing in his hand, Xue Tu had a look of surprise on his face. Chen Yang knew the constitution of his corpse monster.
Now, as soon as he took out the Ding Mo Bead, Chen Yang also recognized it.
Chen Yang didn't feel like someone from Longjiyuan, but like an evil cultivator who had been immersed in evil for many years.
However, Xuetu didn't care about this.
Because he has the Magic Bead, he can stabilize his Yin Xie physique, as well as his martial arts and magical powers, and he no longer has to be afraid of restraining his own mental state of fire.
He held the Demonic Bead in his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. A faint demonic aura lingered on his body. Chen Yang could clearly feel that his strength, which had been dispersed by the artistic conception of fire, was condensed again.
"Boy, I have to, you are a genius, and you have completely restrained me. If it were not for the magic bead, I would really have fallen into your hands. Unfortunately, I am really sorry, you will be the one who dies in the end."
After using the Magic Bead, Xue Tu's face regained its confidence.
He raised the small copper hammer in his hand, and the bloody hand appeared above his head again.
Under the effect of the Demonic Bead, facing Chen Yang's artistic conception of fire, Xue Hand no longer wavered and became very condensed.
"Go to hell!"
Xue Tu laughed ferociously and swung the small copper hammer towards Chen Yang.