The blazing color is the most violent type among them.
This person's name is Yan Brown, and he was once a good friend of Murong Jiankong. The two of them grew up and became stronger along the way.
Although it is a competitive relationship, it can be considered a healthy competition, not a vicious one.
On this basis, the two can be considered very good friends.
Now that Murong Jiankong was killed, Yan Brown was naturally furious.
"That man can kill Murong Jiankong, why can't he kill you?" Master Taiyang Zhenren of the Baori Sect said with a gloomy face.
"Can you use your brain and die meaninglessly? Do you think you are much better than Murong Jiankong?"
Yan Brown lowered his head and did not dare to reply.
In fact, he and Murong Jiankong have always been on par, and in some aspects, Murong Jiankong is even stronger than him.
"Are the specifics clear?" Master Taiyang turned to the others and asked.
Someone immediately stood up.
Explained: "It seems that the grandson of Elder Murong made a bet and was unwilling to fulfill it when he lost."
"Then Elder Murong protected his grandson, and both of them were killed."
"No matter who is right or wrong, what we see is the result. People from the Baori Sect were killed, but many people were watching."
"If our Baori Sect doesn't respond, I'm afraid it will become a joke to the entire Blazing Fire Territory."
Master Taiyang said calmly.
"In the evening, I asked how Murong Jiankong was defeated."
"This..." Someone was silent for a while.
"Say," Master Taiyang shouted.
The man quickly said: "My subordinates are not sure whether it is true. According to people watching the battle, when Elder Murong drew his sword, he was killed with one blow."
"Kill with one strike?" Master Taiyang was shocked.
"As far as I know, Murong Jiankong's swordsmanship is within our Baori Sect. It would be difficult for anyone who wants to kill with one strike."
"I also think it's a bit exaggerated, so I'm not sure," the previous person replied.
Taiyang Zhenren squinted his eyes slightly and tapped the armrest of the seat next to him with his right hand, as if he was thinking.
After a long time, Master Taiyang suddenly opened his eyes.
Asked: "Who is willing to fight?"
"Avenge Elder Murong and safeguard the reputation of our Baori Sect."
The people below were silent for a while.
In the end, only six people stood up.
"The six elders of Kunshan are willing to fight to rectify the name of our Baori Sect."
The six people said in unison.
Not only did the six people speak the same words, but their breathing frequency, including every step and every move, were exactly the same.
It's almost like it was carved from the same mold.
Seeing these six people appear, many people felt relieved.
However, some people are doubtful.
"The six elders of Kunshan, didn't these six people only know how to practice in the past and seldom participated in other things?"
"Why did you have the leisure to show up today!"
"Don't you know this? Murong Jiankong became a disciple of the Sixth Elder of Kunshan a long time ago, and he was considered a half disciple."
"It's just that later on, Murong Jiankong fell in love with kendo and joined someone else's sect, but the love is still there."
"No wonder, the Six Elders of Kunshan are taking action, it should be stable."
"It should be stable. Although the Six Elders of Kunshan haven't made a move for many years, their strength is unfathomable. Even the sect leader is polite to them."
Everyone whispered, and finally these six people took action.
Yan Brown from before had insisted on following him, wanting to personally avenge Murong Jiankong.
In the end, Taiyang Zhenren agreed.
Led by the Six Elders of Kunshan, Yan Brown and others carried the furnace array and finally went to seek revenge on Xu Zimo.
………
In Heyang City at this moment.
Xu Zimo is healing Sikong Qing's injuries.
Because Sikong Qing's body was too weak, Xu Zimo's movements were also much smaller.
The majestic flame rules surged over.
At this moment, Xu Zimo drained the entire Yanghe River of flames, wrapped it directly with powerful force, and entered Sikong Qing's body.
If you look carefully or can see through it.
You will find that Sikong Qing's ice-type physique is covered with dense bubbles.
These bubbles penetrate deep into the capillary space.
Somehow, it's as if the body can produce ice on its own.
Xu Zimo first used the powerful power of the avenue to freeze the physical ice.
Immediately afterwards, the flame in his hand began to improve.
The flame turned into a long stream, constantly integrating into her body.
Sikong Qing's ice-type physique also turned into a long stream and began to fight.
Two long streams of different properties collided.
If there is even the slightest carelessness, it may explode or even lose control.
But Xu Zimo's control of power is already perfect.
What he pays attention to is integration.
It's not about forcibly cracking the ice physique.
This would do too much harm to Sikong Qing's body.
In this world, black and white can be erased, and yin and yang can be reversed.
Ice attribute power can also be transformed into fire attribute.
What Xu Zimo wants is to resonate with the two forces.
Finally, under his control, the cold air that was originally resistant to the flames began to calm down.
And the cold air gradually changes from white to red.
The two forces are constantly colliding and merging.
As more and more flames appeared, Sikong Qing's body also began to solve the root causes.
The fate of the ice attribute has become the fate of the fire attribute.
And because Xu Zimo drained all the flames in the entire Yanghe River, the power of these flames was so powerful that they all poured into Sikong Qing's body.
Forging a truly powerful flame physique for the opponent, it can be said that the future is promising.
After a long time, Xu Zimo stopped.
The Yanghe River below has no temperature at all. Even if you touch it with your hands, there is no temperature.
Because there is no flame in Yanghe.
Sikong Qing slowly opened his eyes, because the powerful power was difficult to control in a short time.
She can completely burst out the flames with just a few clicks.
"Dad, I'm fine, I'm fine," Sikong Qing said in surprise as he checked his condition.
It was like a patient who had been ill for a long time and was waiting to die suddenly recovered.
This feeling is difficult for ordinary people to understand and describe.
Sikong Lian next to him almost cried with joy.
The father and daughter hugged each other and cried for a while, and they all knelt down in front of Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo didn't like this kind of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness in the world very much. He walked out of the courtyard and gave his father and daughter their independent space.
At this time, Butler Zhou walked in from outside.
"Master Xu, someone wants to see you. Do you want to meet him?"
"Who?" Xu Zimo asked.
He didn't remember that he had any acquaintances in Heyang City.
"They are from the Guangming Sect," Butler Zhou said.
As if he was afraid that Xu Zimo would not understand, he explained: "The Guangming Sect, like the Baori Sect, are the eight most powerful forces."
"And the Guangming Sect is stronger, especially in recent years, its development has been booming."
