Chapter 1208: Battle, World-Burning Fire Lotus
Everyone was stunned when they saw Xu Zimo walking out.
Tian Yiqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Even if this friend asks for advice, he still has to queue up."
Xu Zimo pointed at Xie Changliu and replied: "He is my friend, and he is tired after a few battles.
What? Just allow you to fight, and we can’t change anyone?
Are these the students from the Seventh Seminary?"
"Of course a friend can take his place if he wants," Tian Yiqing said with a smile after being silent for a while.
"Just in case you lose, don't complain to the dean."
Xu Zimo smiled, it seemed that Feng Wuxi did not tell these people about his situation.
If they knew that Hong Yu died in their own hands, they would not dare to challenge him.
"You can heal your wounds first," Xu Zimo waved his hand, asking Xie Changliu to step aside first.
Then he looked at the young man named Tian Yiqing, waved and said, "I want you to make the first move."
"My friend is confident," Tian Yiqing snorted coldly.
He waved his right hand, and the originally calm void suddenly began to fluctuate.
I saw a long sword being slowly pulled out from the void.
The long sword lightly passed through the void, as if floating on the water, turning into overlapping shadows and killing Xu Zimo.
In these double images, there seems to be an artistic conception of rolling clouds and relaxing clouds.
Like white clouds, they gather and disperse intentionally, without leaning to either side.
Xu Zimo put his hands behind his back, tiptoed slightly, and stepped back.
"Senior Brother Tian is becoming more and more proficient in the Seven Shadows of Yun Shen," a disciple next to him said softly.
"Yes, although it is said to be seven levels, it is actually endless."
The sword in Tian Yiqing's hand swung faster and faster, until finally, even the afterimage was blurry and could not be seen clearly.
The white clouds rolled around and the shadow of the sword shone brightly.
Xu Zimo's eyes condensed, and he tapped lightly in the void with one hand, and the powerful pressure fell.
He didn't care at all how many ghosts the opponent had, he just used his strength to break through them and crush them all.
A "bang bang bang" explosion sounded.
Tian Yiqing's figure flew out instantly.
The long sword drew a long mark on the ground before Tian Yiqing stopped.
"Very good," he said with a faint smile.
"One breath moves mountains and rivers," a soft shout sounded again.
The long sword in his hand turned into a stream of air, which seemed to surge with overwhelming power.
The sword was like a mountain and sea, carrying an explosion that oppressed the void, and came towards Xu Zimo to suppress it.
Xu Zimo snorted coldly and stood up with his knife drawn.
The sword light pierced them together, and the sky-cutting sword intent burst out, colliding with the mountains and seas in the void.
There was another "boom" explosion.
The void exploded, and Tian Yiqing's figure flew out again.
"That's it?" Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
Tian Yiqing didn't speak, and was silent for a moment, only to see the red aura burning around him.
Behind him, a pair of red wings burned and condensed.
"The Divine Feather of Heaven."
He flew into the void, and the long sword in his hand was shrouded in a ball of blazing flames.
"The scorching sun burns the sky."
The long sword was swung, and the flames became brighter and brighter in the hand, directly turning into billowing heat.
Xu Zimo turned sideways, and the heat was scattered around him.
The earth cracked, and thick white smoke burned in the flames.
Tian Yiqing kept flying in the void, and the speed brought by his wings was astonishing.
The flames in his hands are like arms, waving freely.
Xu Zimo dodged several times, frowned, and raised his hands to the sky.
He shouted: "Come down."
Endless spiritual energy flows into the palm of your hand continuously.
A large spiritual energy palm was condensed, and it directly grabbed Tian Yiqing's figure and threw him down hard.
With a "bang", he fell to the cracked ground.
"Ahem," Tian Yiqing coughed heavily.
He spit out the blood and all the internal organs in his body.
"You deserve to die," Tian Yiqing's eyes were frighteningly red.
He roared angrily, and the sun symbol on his brow became increasingly red.
The whole picture seemed to have turned blood red.
Her hair is like burning flames, and her hands are filled with endless power.
"World-Burning Fire Lotus."
The flame was burning and gradually condensed into the shape of a lotus.
The lotus flower grew hundreds of times larger, reflecting the entire void in red.
"Fire Lotus, go," Tian Yiqing controlled the Fire Lotus and threw it directly towards Xu Zimo.
"Smelting."
Before the lotus flower arrived, a strong stream of heat hit my face.
The clothes on many disciples were completely burned.
The frightened people quickly retreated.
"Playing with fire?" Xu Zimo chuckled.
Mastering the secret of fire, the way of the God of Fire Zhurong that he has understood is the best in the world.
How could he be afraid?
He stretched out his hand, a weak flame burning in his hand.
Although weak, the flame looked extraordinary at first glance.
It is not the deep red color of ordinary flames, but more like the colorless flames of chaos.
When the fire lotus bloomed and wanted to refine everything, Xu Zimo threw the flame in his hand.
The two collided together, but the imaginary explosion did not occur.
Instead, they were deadlocked.
At first, the fire lotus was so powerful that it tried to extinguish the flames, but was unable to do so.
Gradually, the power of the fire lotus became smaller and smaller.
Until finally, it started to be swallowed up bit by bit by the flames.
"How could this happen?" Tian Yiqing said in horror.
"Kill," he controlled the fire lotus and wanted to kill Xu Zimo, but the world-burning fire lotus had obviously escaped his control.
Under Tian Yiqing's wide-eyed gaze, the flames directly swallowed up the fire lotus, making his whole body grow larger.
Then Xu Zimo waved his right hand, and the flame returned to his palm.
With a flick of his finger, a sky-swallowing fire lotus fell down.
Tian Yiqing shouted, and the red wings behind his back wanted to escape quickly.
But under the fire lotus, the wings turned into nothing.
Seeing that the flames were about to engulf him, Tian Yiqing held his head in fear. At this moment, a figure came from the distance.
This figure is none other than Feng Immortal.
The robe flew up and blocked Tian Yiqing's front.
Pushing his hands forward, it seemed that a formation was activated, and the main formation of the Seven Theological Seminaries rose.
Reflected directly on him.
I saw Feng Wuwu's power sweeping across his body like a strong wind, and he completely melted the fire lotus with his two hands.
"Master Xu, please stop," Feng Immortal said with a smile.
He turned to look at the many students, frowned, and his face instantly became stern.
"a shame."
"Dean," Tian Yiqing said a little aggrievedly.
"If it weren't for me, your life would not be guaranteed. Who can save you next time?" Feng Immortal said calmly.
"Everyone, please leave."
Seeing the many students leaving, Xu Zimo just smiled and said: "Dean Feng had a good plan. I'm afraid he's here a long time ago."
"Master Xu also knows my difficulties.
Although I am the dean, I will allow you to represent the Seventh Theological Seminary this time, although I can suppress the opposition.
But it’s not a good idea after all,” Feng Immortal laughed.
"It's better to let them suffer a little, that's good."
(End of chapter)
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