Amid the exclamations, more and more screams came.
After all, the vast majority of martial arts disciples and stronger ones in the Everlasting Alliance have already gone to the battlefield in the west to receive their own training and a war they cannot lose.
As a result, there are really not many martial arts masters left in Xuanjianfeng in Hengmeng. Even if there are a few teachings left, most of them are only at the martial master level, and few are at the martial king level.
Under such circumstances, the discussions among the disciples of the Everlasting Alliance should not be at the level of the martial arts master, but this is not the case.
In Li Shanshan's view, the disciples who have just entered the martial arts realm are not yet able to perfectly utilize the stronger spiritual power gained from breaking through the realm. If they need to consolidate their realm and go to that battlefield immediately, the probability of death is too high.
Therefore, Li Shanshan stipulated that disciples who have been in the martial arts realm for less than a month must stay in the Heng League and seize the time to consolidate their strength.
It is precisely because of Li Shanshan's rule that Fan Yu and hundreds of other disciples were left behind. Although they all had the first level of martial arts or even the second and third levels of martial arts by directly breaking through the level, they were all left in the end.
Hengmeng.
Since they stayed in the Heng Alliance, they must hurry up and seize the time to practice hard.
Since you want to practice hard, Hengjian Pavilion is one of the best choices.
That's why Fan Yu and many other martial arts disciples arrived.
Compared with Fan Yu, His Excellency Hengjian's thousands of Hengmeng disciples are much weaker.
Most of them are still at the Condensing Spirit Realm or even worse. At this moment, they encounter the terrifying killing move of Fan Yu, a martial artist realm. How can the disciples who are so close be able to bear it?
Some disciples were bombarded by the surging spiritual power and flew backwards. Some were so shocked by the spiritual power that they vomited blood and almost fainted. What's more, even before they had time to turn around, they were swallowed up by the terrifying and substantial flames.
…
"As expected..."
The moment he was swallowed by the strange flames, Nie Heng understood all of his opponent's plans.
Fan Yu didn't want to be the first to take action because his methods can achieve miraculous results when he suddenly attacks.
What's more, if his method is punching, kicking or using swords, guns and swords, even if he suddenly attacks, Fan Yu still can't guarantee that Nie Heng will be hit.
But what if it is something that can cover a certain range as soon as it appears?
Such as poison, such as flames...
Fan Yu's calculation was really good: he believed that Nie Heng would definitely fall into the trap!
Just like now, Nie Heng was indeed still enveloped by his methods and trapped in the flames.
but……
Fan Yu finally underestimated Er Shuang, or it can be said that his most fatal mistake was not knowing Er Shuang's true identity as the monster Nie Heng.
Nie Heng is not afraid of fire. With his experience and strength, he is able to control countless kinds of strange fires for elixir refining. Now with the prototype of the fire spirit clone in his body, he is not afraid of any real fire.
It can be said like this: As long as it is fire, it is his tonic. Just like as long as it is fish, it is under the control of the cat.
"Thank you very much!"
Understanding his opponent's plan, Nie Heng smiled even more crazily: Someone really gives you whatever you want!
It may be said that it is too late, but it is too soon. In fact, only one breath has passed since Fan Yu's sudden attack until now.
After a breath, Nie Heng made a secret with both hands, and the fire spirit clone instantly moved, and a large area of more violent strange fire appeared: the spiritual fire containing the Nine-turn Withered Body Curse.
Using his heavenly consciousness as a guide, Nie Heng controlled these spiritual fires and sent them towards a dozen disciples like lightning.
…
A disciple who looked to be twenty years old frowned, with a strange look on his face: "How can Fan Yu's fire be so powerful? Now that he is not strong enough, how can his fire cover such a large area?"
He was six to seven feet away from the burning fighting arena, and now he was also enveloped in flames that looked fierce but were actually ordinary.
But it's okay...
At least Fan Yu's fire is really ordinary, not poisonous, and does not exceed the temperature of ordinary flames.
This kind of flame may threaten the life and death of ordinary people, but it cannot harm the warriors of the Condensing Spirit Realm at all. Even the disciples of the Casting Body Realm can actually compete with it.
So even though he is now surrounded by weird and tangible flames, he still has no worries.
but……
After a moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra in his body!
Is it fire?
A kind of fire…
…
There are thirteen other people like this disciple.
None of these people flew back, they were all wrapped in weird flames, but they all chose to stay where they were.
then……
Almost at the same time, they all felt something integrating into their bodies like lightning. After a little confirmation, they knew that it was a kind of fire spiritual power.
After confirming that it was a kind of fire spiritual power, they all started to guess.
"Does he dare to attack me?"
"No...this doesn't seem to be the Ten Thousand Skull Poison Flame! But if not, what is it?"
"Damn guy, could it be that he can't control the Ten Thousand Skeleton Poison Flame? He actually made me suffer the same disaster?"
"Hey... I have to ask him to apologize properly later!"
…
On the other side, the flames in the arena gradually dissipated, and in the end, only a standing person appeared in everyone's sight.
It's the ears.
One of his feet stepped on Fan Yu's face. Fan Yu was covered in blood and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Looking at Fan Yu, he smiled coldly: "I have used all kinds of poisonous methods, which is shameless and extremely stupid! As a disciple of Hengmeng, I don't know that I, Hengmeng, have countless detoxifying pills.
Hundreds of kinds?”
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian moved slightly closer to Qi Feng and whispered: "Senior brother Qi, don't forget the bet between us... I believe that senior brother will not cheat!"
Hearing this, the corners of Qi Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt his heart hurt.
He quickly thought about countermeasures: He couldn't cheat, but if he really handed over so many places, how could he accept it?
So he thought of a new bet: "Junior brother, do you still dare to bet with me? I bet that this kid will be expelled from the sect! The bet... this time is for all the places in the next six months!"
"Forehead……"
Zhang Jian blinked his eyes and felt happy in his heart: Senior brother, are you really in a hurry? Could it be that everything before has not allowed you to see how special these ears are?
He was thinking that even if Qi Feng didn't know that Er Shuang was a closed disciple of a certain Supreme Elder, wasn't Nie Ling's support for Er Shuang obvious?
Hey...Okay, is there someone delivering food here?
Anyway, Zhang Jian liked it very much and quickly replied: "Okay, it's a deal. If anyone defaults on the debt, we will go to the Supreme Elder for judgment! No, we will go directly to the Young Sect Master for judgment!"
Qi Feng's eyes were red and he said solemnly: "It's a deal!"
He believed that he would not lose. After all, Er Shuang was only a martial arts master at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He was really not considered a gifted person in the entire Heng League.
Such a boy brutally injured three fellow apprentices with horrific methods one after another. If the sect didn't punish him, it would be unforgivable!
but……
Just when Qi Feng's words had just landed, Ershuang on the other side spoke again: "Sister, we don't have to act anymore!"
What's the meaning?
Big sister, what big sister?
Qi Feng was puzzled, Zhang Jian was puzzled, and thousands of Heng League disciples were equally puzzled.
Then Nie Ling stood up, looked at Nie Heng and nodded: "Everything just happened was really just acting. In fact, we just want certain guests to accept our hospitality. As for the way of hospitality, it is some kind of poisonous fire.
and……"
Speaking of this, she glanced at some of the disciples one by one: "And this kind of poison is called the Nine-turn Withered Body Curse. I wonder if you have ever heard of it?"
The next moment, a panicked exclamation suddenly sounded: "What... the nine... the nine-turn withering curse?"