Qingyun doesn't talk nonsense, the vitality in his body is running extremely fast, and his shot is the strongest blow.

Raising his hand to pinch the trick, he tried to deter others at one time.

"Burning the road!"

The dozens of people who rushed over, only to see Qingyun's hands change, thought that he was scared stupid, and suddenly a disapproving expression appeared on his face, and a greedy color appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen countless magic weapons and pills.

"This kid is stupid, he doesn't know what he's doing there, let's kill him. ”

"Just this kind of person, I can kill him with one palm, and I don't have to work for you. ”

"Isn't it tireless to dare to speak disrespectfully to our senior brother alone?"

"I don't know if he still has relatives in the world, if he knows that he is so reckless and brainless, he will definitely vomit blood in anger, haha......"

Dozens of people rushed over with a shout, all of them scoffing at Qingyun's seemingly self-indulgent behavior.

It seems that once this person is surrounded by them, he will only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and dare not struggle anymore, if he is in a good mood, step on him on the ground, teach him a few words and then let him go, it can be regarded as his own kindness and do good deeds.

Not only did they think so, but even the hundreds of remaining fellow disciples thought the same thing in their hearts.

The power of one person provokes all the inner disciples.

Ignorance, naivety!

There was only one person here, his expression was solemn, and he even frowned tightly, looking at Qingyun's movements, he was quite puzzled, but he seemed to have thought of something.

Ke Ziang's pupils contracted instantly, and he remembered.

Is that......

That's his pinch!

Only the casting of spells requires pinching!

Could it be that the fire in the canyon that day was inflicted by himself?

Who the hell is he?

Ke Ziang's face was full of disbelief, he couldn't imagine that a person who cultivated to the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Period could cast spells out of thin air.

In this realm of cultivation, isn't it only you who is the strongest?

Advanced Soul Gathering Technique, Water Spirit Strength, and many pills gave him the foundation to transform his body and lay a foundation, and then with his own intelligence, as well as strength and background, no one in the same realm could beat him at all.

Even, in his cultivation, there are some secrets that no one knows.

All kinds of factors have shaped him into a contradictory character who is quite highly cultivated, extremely conceited, but cautious.

But......

But that kid is obviously just a person whose cultivation is lower than himself, and he has no elders to guide him, how can he do such a thing that he is not even qualified to touch?

Who is he?

What kind of cultivation realm is he?

At this time, Ke Ziang fell into deep fear and doubt, and his various cognitions and memories were like a mirror, ruthlessly shattered and scattered all over the place, and he could no longer piece together a whole.

He looked at the dozens of fellow disciples who rushed over, and everyone had an expression on their faces that they were sure of victory, and they secretly said that it was not good.

At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to call those people back.

Although these people are consumables in his hands and don't care about their life and death, after all, if he uses some less, if he loses too much at once, it will be a little troublesome.

But immediately thought about it again: "Wait, that's fine, I don't know where his bottom line is, let him go all out, if these people can force all his methods out, I may be easier to take Li Muzi." ”

Without waiting for him to think about it, Qingyun's spell had already been cast.

I saw a little spark in his hand, which seemed to be like a few leaves burning, and the people who rushed over looked even more disdainful in their eyes.

Pretending to be a ghost.

Death!

"Fire, go!"

Qingyun raised his hand at this moment, and with a simple wave, the cloud that seemed to be a spark went straight to everyone.

Buzz –

The spark fell into the crowd and exploded.

Within a breath, it quickly engulfed the dozens of people who were still moving forward.

Suddenly the screams were incessant, the wails were undulating, and everyone was entangled in the fire, unable to escape.

The fire mass was also constantly changing its appearance because they were running inside, and the shapes that occasionally protruded were caused by the people inside panicking and running to the edge of the sea of fire.

They can't see or hear at this moment, like a swarm of headless flies, about to be burned to ashes by the flames.

The scene, like purgatory under the nine earths, made the onlookers frightened and couldn't help but feel creepy.

Ke Ziang and the others were not far away, and at this moment their faces showed a look of extreme shock, and sweat drops appeared on their foreheads, and they didn't know if the cold sweat that appeared because of fear or was baked by the fire.

Everyone's eyes were filled with flames, and they didn't dare to move easily for a while.

Qingyun looked at the sea of fire in front of him, secretly using the vitality in his body, and estimated that the remaining vitality could still support himself once.

Once at most, there would be little left, but he straightened up, suppressing his breathing and pretending to be effortless.

He turned his head seemingly casually to look at the long sword next to him, and then looked at the remaining hundreds of fellow disciples behind Ke Ziang, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ke Ziang is also a person who has often seen big scenes, at this moment, his mood gradually calmed down, looked at Qingyun, and began to think about the current way to deal with it.

Dressed in an aqua blue robe, with black hair tied back at the back of his head, he has a slender figure, although his skin is fair, but his appearance is ordinary.

There was a five-foot sword standing beside him, and Li Muzi, who was dying, was lying behind him, standing there motionless, panting slightly, just staring at himself.

Ke Ziang was a little bored for a while, he had now seen the power of this spell, and he also knew that the spell just now was a bit laborious for the person in front of him to cast, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that there was still enough strength left.

Ke Ziang was also unwilling to take out all his subordinates to test, these people were all brought by him with great effort, although they were all consumables, but after all, these were the price he spent.

Hundreds of people died with a wave of his hand, and he thought he couldn't be so arrogant.

Suddenly, his heart moved: "Since I saw him that day, until now, I have only seen this kind of spell in his hands.

There must be a certain distance to cast the spell, and it is necessary to prepare in advance, although the power is large, the consumption should be a lot, and he does not shoot easily, Li Muzi was seriously injured like this, he only stood up, he should have some scruples.

In addition to the fear of accidentally injuring one's own people, there is only one possibility......"

Ke Ziang's judgment was extremely correct, Qingyun's spell only had the power of one blow left, if he couldn't kill them all at once or shock the other party, then he could only be slaughtered by others, and he had no power to fight back.

So he opened his mouth and ordered: "Lu Hongcai, you take two people forward, I look at his appearance, I can't cast that kind of spell anymore, you are the eighth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, he is only the sixth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, and the kung fu in your hands is definitely under you, after you take it, I will have a heavy reward." ”

Three people walked out from behind him, their bodies were burly, they looked strong and powerful, and their eyes were bright, and the first feeling they gave people was that they were extremely difficult to deal with.

Qingyun also dealt with this situation for the first time, and when he saw that the plan was discovered, the whole person was nervous, and his heart was pounding:

"What should I do? Cast a spell on three or two people, even if I kill them, it really won't work, and I can only use it again, I must not waste it, I can only resist them. ”

He used the vitality in his body to move around his body, and when the people approached, he greeted them.

The gap between aura and vitality, in the last big competition, because everyone was given a trick, caused the emotions to be out of control and could not be understood.

But in this collision, it was clearly felt by Qingyun.

Although Lu Hongcai cultivated to the eighth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, and he was at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, in the middle of the fight, when he hit each other with his fists and feet, he obviously felt the fragility of the aura in the opponent's body.

It seems that there is a small piece of thin mist in people's bodies, but in their own bodies, it is a bowl of water condensed by vitality.

After feeling this gap in these people, he didn't want to be consumed for no reason because of the war, so he condensed his vitality in his hands and slammed it out.

One punch!

One palm!

A cubit!

With three simple moves, a few people were sent flying.

Two people passed out directly, and Lu Hongcai was also seriously injured, spitting blood from his mouth, and his face was full of fear and disbelief.

He is obviously an eighth-layer cultivator, when he comes into contact with that person, the aura in his body is compared to him, just like a stream meets a river, and he is not competing on the same step at all, how can he win, that person's cultivation will definitely surpass that senior brother.

Terrible!

It's horrible!

He didn't have time to think about it, and he also passed out on the ground.

Ke Ziang suddenly became a little anxious when he saw this.

Time waits for no one, the confrontation has been a long time, what if that Li Muzi doesn't survive and dies, those people will definitely throw me into the formation.

There's no way, these people under his hands can't be trusted, so it's the only way.

There was a look of cruelty in his eyes, and then he said viciously: "Please ask Uncle Kong to help." ”

He knelt down abruptly towards the crowd behind him, and his words were respectful, and many people suddenly turned pale with fright, and hurriedly stood aside.

The crowd dispersed in a straight line from the direction of Ke Ziang's kneeling to both sides.

Looking forward, there was a middle-aged man, looking at his appearance, about forty or so, with a fierce appearance, as if surrounded by evil spirits, standing in the direction of Ke Ziang kneeling and worshipping.

"Hmph, I can't do this little thing, and I don't know what the master of the Ten Thousand Sects is doing to keep you, picking on such a waste of you.

I didn't want to show up, but if the Supreme Elder of the Xinghe Gate knew that I was involved in this matter, I would definitely provoke a sectarian struggle.

But now it seems that I am so dissatisfied with your behavior that I still need my help.

So today, in order to cover up the traces, then I can only kill all of you!"

Ke Ziang shuddered when he heard this, and said tremblingly: "Please don't be angry, this person is extremely difficult to deal with, although it seems that he is only at the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit Period, he can easily defeat the disciples of the eighth layer of cultivation, and he can also cast spells, the little nephew suspects that he is hiding his cultivation and is not an opponent, so I specially ask Uncle Shi to help." ”