Lin Fenghuo looked at the black flames rising around him, and his heart sank.
According to his previous experience in dealing with demon sect monks, most of these practitioners of demonic arts have mixed internal strength and are accustomed to using mental attacks. However, after fighting with the mysterious man from the demon sect in front of him, he suddenly felt that his knowledge might be
There is a huge discrepancy.
The rich inner energy contained extremely strong dark attribute essence, full of violence and destruction. Just as he was secretly analyzing the situation in front of him, these black flames had already enveloped him heavily.
Fortunately, the martial arts practiced by Lin Fenghuo also originated from the fire attribute. Later, with the help of Chen Chuantuo, he integrated the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism, allowing him to break through the realm and enter the realm of chivalry.
The Confucian Haoran Qi has a natural restraint effect on the Demonic Qi of the Demon Sect. Of course, the "restraint" here is only relative. After all, regardless of the quantity and the nature, it is all a hooliganism.
"Nine clouds of flowing fire!" Lin Fenghuo shouted lowly, and the black flame that was originally attached to his body was instantly restrained by an invisible force. It even vaguely flowed slowly according to a certain predetermined trajectory.
This trick "Nine Clouds Flowing Fire" was originally a new secret technique that he combined with Yi Xifeng's "True Yang Feather Cloak" and improved his own "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire". Compared with the previous one, he made himself bleed every time.
, this Nine Clouds Flowing Fire obviously has much smaller side effects and can last longer.
Yi Xifeng looked at the huge black fireball in front of him, and his face became extremely ugly. The Hanxing Sword in his hand kept flashing, and the golden sword gang attacked from six directions under the guidance of Tianyan's number.
But every time he saw this sword and was about to hit him, the thirty-six golden swords suddenly stopped, then changed their positions again, and started attacking again.
After changing like this twice, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but frown. He knew in his heart that this was the work of the master of the Demon Cult. When the sword was approaching, he suddenly changed the weakness of the "Black Hell Flame". As long as he was not attacked by
If the Dayan Thousand Machine Swords hit them at the same time, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Therefore, while Yi Xifeng was secretly complaining, this master of the mysterious demon sect was also at a loss. It was hard for him to believe that the boy in front of him, who was less than twenty years old, actually had such vision.
At this moment, a huge force suddenly erupted from the inside of the black fireball, which also gave Yi Xifeng an opportunity for his originally sluggish golden sword.
A jet-black blade cut through the black flames and shot straight into the sky.
A sharp shout resounded throughout Dajiaoping.
"Flame Fang Chong!"
Thirty-six golden swords instantly penetrated the black flames, leaving only scattered black flames in mid-air...
Xiao Yuanfeng fell from the air with a pale face. At the same time, a thin figure also appeared on Dajiaoping.
Xiao Yuanfeng did not look up at the sky full of fire. He knew how lucky he was to be able to come out this time. This "Black Hell Flame" was far less fragile than it looked. In fact, when he bore the brunt and was swallowed by the black fire ball, this
Nearly 80% of Black Hell Flame's true energy is trying to suppress him, the Lord of Loulan City.
The opponent obviously knew the strength gap between him and the two teenagers, so he would naturally treat them differently. But even if it was only 80%, he would still be unable to break through with all his strength. If Lin Fenghuo and Yi Xifeng hadn't suddenly burst out with attacks that far exceeded their level of strength.
, it will never be that simple to get out of trouble.
Xiao Yuanfeng looked at the thin figure with a gloomy expression. He was a young man, or looked like a young man. He had a smiling face, but the corners of his mouth were widened, and there was no smile in his eyes.
The person who came was none other than Qianyuan, the demon son of the demon sect, who had met Bachiman and Dalamt that day in Qianji Pavilion.
"Haha, it's interesting. I didn't expect that the small Loulan City would have such talents! Are you interested in joining the Demon Cult?" Qianyuan asked with a smile.
Although he grinned, there was no smile in his eyes, but only murderous intent.
Xiao Yuanfeng replied coldly: "Who is your Excellency? Why do you attack our Loulan City so many times?"
"Tsk, tsk, City Master Xiao, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. When did I do it again and again?"
The young man raised his hand and shook his fingers, instantly suppressed his smile, and said very sincerely.
Xiao Yuanfeng did not argue with him anymore because he knew that these words were meaningless in the face of absolute strength.
Yi Xifeng looked at the young man who suddenly appeared and saw that he was similar in age to himself. Of course, this was only based on his appearance. I'm afraid it's hard to say how much the actual age difference is. After all, the warrior has entered the third level and the twelfth level.
After that, the research on the art of facial expression gradually deepened.
Not to mention, Li Chengtao, the first person he met, was clearly in his thirties, but he looked only in his twenties. Besides, Dean Chen of Xiaoyuan Academy, the head of the Three Saints of Yunxiao, was even more capable of fighting with Xu Xianzhi
The pinnacle of toughness. Dean Chen is an old man who has lived for several decades, but in terms of appearance, he also looks like a young scholar. There is also the elder Zhenwu whom I met some time ago...
In terms of age, these powerful old monsters are all suspected of "pretending to be young".
"Boy, your swordsmanship is good, who did you learn it from?" Qianyuan obviously also noticed Yi Xifeng in the field. If he hadn't repeatedly changed the attack direction, always aiming at the weakness of the Black Hell Flame, he would have been attacked.
If they had to separate their minds to change the distribution of the black flames, Xiao Yuanfeng and Lin Fenghuo would have no chance to break through the siege of the black flames.
"Oh, what? You want to learn?" Yi Xifeng replied casually.
Hearing this, Qianyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "You kid, don't you think that just because you have some talent in swordsmanship, you are ahead of yourselves? But..."
Having said this, he suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter didn't sound like it came from a teenager, it sounded like an evil ghost.
"I just like to kill this kind of so-called genius!"
Yi Xifeng slightly clenched the long black sword in his hand. He could keenly feel that a sense of crisis instantly enveloped him.
"Black flames imprison and kill!" Qianyuan's voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present. The black flames that were originally scattered in the sky suddenly gathered together, like arrows.
The next moment, a black wall of fire quietly formed, covering everyone inside.
When Yi Xifeng saw this scene, he naturally noticed the terrifying aura contained in the black wall of fire. What made him even more worried was that Yi Xifeng vaguely felt that he had seen this scene somewhere before.
I just couldn't remember it for a while.
On the other hand, Lin Fenghuo, who was waiting at the side, was much calmer and immediately said:
"City Master Xiao, I'm afraid that such a large-scale fire wall is not just trying to trap us here? In other words, this person planned to kill everyone on this Dajiaoping from the beginning!"
He did not use his soul to transmit the message, but deliberately said the matter. As soon as his words fell, horse thieves and city guards immediately started to commotion.