After the announcement of the saints, the singing and dancing girl and the sorcerer dodged away, leaving an open space, surrounded by red messengers of the Holy Spirit or saints in red robes. The three of Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Lang Li stood proudly in the hall without a trace of fear.

"Who's in the hall?" The man behind the beaded curtain spoke.

"If you already know, why pretend!" Lang Li replied sharply, his eyes full of disdain.

Hehe......

"At such a young age, he is so angry, he is worthy of being the son of the Sword Sect back then. I don't know why the young sect master came to my Flame Sect place? ”

"If you want to find a beauty, Cangming Shanxiu, this is what you left?" Lang Li finished speaking, and took out the note from his arms.

"Hehe, yes, I left it, so what?"

"Don't play dumb with me! Hurry up and let go of the smoke, or I wouldn't mind a fight here. ”

The Holy Lord behind the bead curtain looked at Lang Li playfully, and smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth.

"Like smoke! It's such a nice name, no wonder she never told me, it seems to be because of you. ”

The Holy Lord paused: "Do you know why I'm so busy here today?" Hehe, today is the day I marry the beauty next to me, which is what you call it, like smoke. ”

It turned out that the woman behind the bead curtain turned out to be like smoke, but why didn't she speak, Lang Li's heart was shocked.

"Like smoke! Like smoke! Is it you, I'm Lang Oak, I'm here to save you! ”

Lang Li shouted, and the silent dungeon echoed endlessly. However, all that was heard was an echo, and nothing else was heard.

"Don't waste your efforts, she has already promised to marry me, no matter how much you shout, it's useless." As he spoke, the Holy Lord got up, picked up the beaded curtain in his hand, and walked down the stone steps to Lang Li.

It turned out that this so-called Flame Saint Lord was a middle-aged man, with a gorgeous red robe, a tall body, and a crooked beard floating on his chest.

The woman behind the beaded curtain was supported by two saints to the outside of the beaded curtain and stood on the stone steps in a daze.

Only then did Lang Li see clearly, it turned out that she was really like smoke, and he was somewhat relieved.

The Holy Lord approached the three of them, circled them a few times, and looked at them carefully.

"Sure enough, it's a talent, no wonder he is famous all over the world at a young age."

"Who are you and what is your purpose?"

Lang Li's sword eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the Holy Lord and asked.

"I'm the Holy Lord of the Flame Cult, so I don't need to tell you who it is, as for my purpose, I can tell you."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I admire you very much, just because the three of you can survive the three levels, I agree with you on this basis, but do you know why you have all been in the coffin but are not dead?"

Lang Li frowned and was silent, as did the other two.

"As I said just now, today is the day I marry you like smoke, as a friend, do you want to send some congratulatory gifts?"

"What do you mean!"

"Hehe, young man, use your brain to think about it, you are the son of Sect Master Lang, you should know what I want."

"Inkstone Ring!"

"Smart, worthy of being the young sect master, but you only got half of the answer right, the other half, hehe... I also want the Water Cold Sword. ”

The Holy Lord said with a smile, and Lang Li and the others were shocked, this Fire Holy Lord knew far more than they imagined.

"Who the hell are you, and what does it have to do with my father!"

As he spoke, Lang Li drew his wooden sword and pointed it at the head of the Holy Lord. Qi Qinghan also drew his sword, and Lu Zixiao stood far away.

"Oh, two, what are you doing, is it because I didn't entertain well?"

The Holy Lord didn't have a trace of fear, put his hands behind his back, and didn't take Lang Li and the two of them in his eyes at all.

"I'm going to leave this place with Ruyan today, but before I leave, I'm happy to destroy this place and kill you, and it doesn't matter to me who you are then."

Ha ha......

The Holy Lord laughed wildly. "Take it away like smoke, destroy this place, and kill me? Why are you. ”

"Kill you with the sword in my hand, take away Ruyan, she is my woman!"

The smoke on the stone steps is still moving, but the corners of the eyes are shining with crystal tears, as gorgeous as gems.

There was wind under Lang Li's feet, the air flow wrapped Lang Li tightly, the wooden sword rattled, Qi Qinghan and Lu Zixiao beside him had never seen Lang Li so domineering. Maybe that's his real strength.

There was a commotion among the surrounding saints, and this kind of combat power was something they couldn't participate in.

"Yin and Yang Protector, how long do you have to wait?"

The Holy Lord's voice fell, and two tall people suddenly appeared in front of Lang Li, one black and one red, both wearing masks, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. Those in black are the Yin Protectors, and those in red are the Yang Protectors. The two of them held long scimitars and stood in front of Lang Li, and they could not feel the breath of a living person on them.

Sou... Boom...

The Yin Protector is a strong and heavy knife that was caught by Lang Li with a wooden sword, followed by a kick, Lang Li took the air to dodge, and the Yang Protector took the opportunity to raise the knife and look at Lang Li's waist, and this knife was caught by Qi Qinghan beside him.

Lang Li rose in the air, the tip of the sword went down, and ran towards the Yin Protector's head is a sword, the Yin Protector's reaction was also timely, retreated and dodged, dodged this sword, the body was like a spinning top, a knife in the air, and another knife against the falling Lang Oak, Lang Li had to raise the sword to block, this is a strong and heavy knife Lang Li's arm was numb, and his ears were buzzing.

Qi Qinghan is not much better, the sword of the Yang Protector is fast and heavy, every time he makes a move, the sparks splashed by the sword are dazzling, and every attack can be defused by the other party.

Lang Li and the others didn't have much physical strength, and they didn't rest at all after breaking through the three levels, and now they are facing a strong enemy. After fighting for a long time, the two of them were panting, on the other hand, the Yin and Yang Protectors, like dead people, had no breath.

Even so, the Yin and Yang Protector still can't defeat Lang Li and the others, but it's not easy to defeat the Yin and Yang Protector. What's more, there is also a Holy Lord who doesn't know his strength.

Fighting, Lang Li found that the moves made by the Yin and Yang Protectors were almost the same, but the speed was too fast, and he mistakenly thought that they had a lot of moves, and Qi Qinghan made a look, the latter nodded knowingly, the two of them interspersed with running, Lang Li's horizontal sword swept towards the neck of the Yin Protector, and the Yin Protector hurriedly dodged the sword that slashed through the Yin Protector and swept towards the waist of the Yang Protector.

At this time, the Yang Protector was concentrating on the battle with Qi Qinghan, and did not pay attention to Lang Li's voice, and when he reacted, Lang Li's sword also arrived.

Hmph, the wooden sword just swept the right waist of the Yang Envoy, but fortunately, he reacted in time, and the wound was not very deep, even so, the Yang Protector still snorted and took a few steps backwards.

But Qi Qinghan gave him a chance to breathe, and the sword in his hand flipped like a flower, stabbing mercilessly at the Yang Protector's backward feet.

Yang Protector covered his wound with his hand, lowered his head to avoid Qi Qinghan's attack, he retreated fast, the sword attacked faster, suddenly, Qi Qinghan backhanded the sword, the tip of the sword was raised, without warning, with a bang, the mask on his face was split in half, and a pale face was revealed, and then, the red blood line split the face of the Yang Protector in two.

Yang Protector was a little incredulous, and even more unwilling, just like that, he pounced, lay on the ground, and couldn't get up again.

Everything happened too fast, and before it could react, the Yang Protector had already died under Qi Qinghan's sword.

Seeing all this, Yin Protector's body suddenly shook and wanted to go over to help, but Lang Li stopped him.

Under the mask, it was impossible to see the expression of the Yin Protector, but judging from the moves, the heart of the Yin Protector was already confused, and even the sound of breathing could be heard.

The Holy Lord who was watching the battle from the sidelines frowned, not because of the death of the Yang Protector, but because of the strength of Lang Li and Qi Qinghan. He knew the strength of the Yin Yang Protector, and he knew the three life-killing passes of the Flame Sect even better. But the two young men in front of them not only passed the three levels, but also knocked the Yang Protector to the ground, their strength was really terrifying.

He was thinking that Qi Qinghan, who had killed the Yang Protector, would join Lang Li's battle with the Yin Protector. The two of them joined forces, and the already chaotic Yin Protector was even more unbearable, and after a while, there were many more wounds on his body.

Lang Li took advantage of his unsteady standing, white light flashed, and the wooden sword pierced the chest of the Yin Protector, and the powerful Flame Sect Yin Yang Protector died under the swords of Lang Li and Qi Qinghan.

The Holy Lord watched all this with a gloomy face, and those Holy Spirit Saints were even more frightened, they were not afraid of Lang Li, but the Fire Holy Lord who was about to be angry.

"You guys are better than I thought, no wonder you have passed the three levels of death, will you have such good luck next?"

The Holy Lord said, his eyes were red and bloodshot, his cloak fell off automatically, and there was an extra swallow-winged ghost king knife in his hand at some point.

"Heh... It turns out that the central strength of the Flame Cult is nothing more than that. ”

Lang Li said as he gasped.

"Don't be too loud for children!"

The Holy Lord spoke, his body flashing from side to side rapidly, so fast that he could no longer see him.

Lang Li and the others rolled their eyes and held their breath to detect the traces of the Holy Lord.

The whole hall became extremely cold, and hundreds of people gathered here, but it was extremely quiet at the moment. Like a red thread, the Holy Lord walked around the hall, not knowing where he would fall.

Lang Li stood quietly in place, closed his eyes, and silently thought in his heart that if the heart stops water, the cold fire will not invade. The whole body showed an ethereal appearance, hazy, not very clear, and in all directions, there was only the sound of the wind flying by.

Lang Li's body leaned forward, the wooden sword instinctively crossed his head, and with a bang, the Holy Lord's swallow-winged ghost king knife slashed at Lang Li's wooden sword, the Holy Lord was greatly surprised, could it be that in a short period of time, his strength has improved?

I didn't dare to think about it, but it turned into red light and shuttled through the hall. Since Lang Li caught the Holy Lord's knife, it means that he has seen the trajectory of the Holy Lord.

Lang Oak flew into the air, and a white light caught up with the shuttled red light.

Red and white, only the sound of swords colliding could be heard, and they could not be seen clearly.

The tall statue of the god of fire was also shattered, and sand and stones flew in the Ming Hall.

Qi Qinghan could barely see the movements of the two of them, surprised by Lang Li's strength, and worried about his safety.

He understood that Lang Li had already raised his strength to the extreme, even so, the Fire Saint Lord was still undefeated, on the other hand, Lang Li, who had been fighting fiercely for several days, was destined to not last long in his extreme fighting style.

Qi Qinghan was thinking that the last thing he wanted to see had happened.