This technique is clearly the Ning Dan technique that Sang Lao passed on to him.

Looking at the situation in front of him, it seems that the two people in the "Dragon Fusion Realm" have been refined as pills?

There was a gasp from his side, and it was obvious that the great thrones were also shocked by such measures.

Xu Xiaoshou looked carefully again, and the temperature of the fiery white fireball after such compression had increased many times.

"Will you survive?"

As soon as such a thought appeared, he noticed that one of the fireballs vibrated violently, and a frosty aura diffused from it.

Everyone was amazed, under such a flame, there was still a cold aura emanating?

"Tomb City Snow!"

Sure enough, the next moment, a cold sword light disemboweled the fireball and directly cut it in half!

However, the fireball is not physical after all, and even if it is cut, it is restored in an instant.

The one on the other side was also trembling, and it was obvious that Cenchov inside was also struggling frantically, but with the elasticity of the fireball healing itself, the situation was also not optimistic.

"It's disgusting, isn't it?"

Xu Xiaoshou can even empathize with the despair of the two, if he is trapped like this, I am afraid that he will not know how to break the game.

"Maybe there are more moves waiting to be developed besides the Little Fireball Technique?" Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself.

In fact, he already had the idea of re-facing "mastery of cooking", and when he saw Sang Lao's tricks today, his heart was even more urgent.

As long as it is used well, even in battle, "cooking mastery" is not weaker than "swordsmanship mastery"!

Fireballs fluttered, silently dotting the night sky, and everyone saw the hope of victory.

The terrifying heat was scorching, and even if the time was only delayed for a few seconds, it would be a great damage to the two inside.

Sang Lao stared intently at his "Dragon Fusion Realm", to be honest, he still didn't have the confidence to be able to trap the two of them so easily.

After a short moment, the struggle in the two fireballs stopped together, and the wriggling and deformed "Dragon Fusion Realm" also calmed down in time.

A few onlookers were hairy, this is the calm before the storm.

The two of them want the Jedi to fight back!

Why can't Sang Lao see such thoughts?

Almost the moment the fireball stopped moving, he sneered, and then in an instant, Lingyuan rioted, and his fists slammed down.

"Boom!"

Boom! Boom!

The two loud bursts that followed directly dyed the night white.

The terrifying temperature got out of control and rushed directly in all directions, and a large area of grass and trees in the back mountain withered and died in an instant.

The blasting was widely implicated, not only in the inner courtyard, but also in the outer courtyard.

The trees died of thirst, the rivers and lakes were steaming and foggy, and the fat geese playing in the Goose Lake flew up one by one, but fell into the hot lake again.

Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time, and on this unquiet night, even those ignorant new disciples realized that something was wrong.

"Wang Law Enforcement, is this really just a martial arts trial for the senior brothers?"

"Hmm. ”

"Are you sure you're not lying?

“”

"Are you talking?"

"Shut up and go to sleep!"

Inner courtyard back mountain.

"Ahem!"

After the explosion, a hoarse cough caused everyone's pupils to shrink.

"Under such an attack, you are not dead?"

Xu Xiao was shocked, is this masked man Xiaoqiang?

He looked over and found that this guy still had the familiar sword intent of the Broken Thread.

It's as if Sang Lao's attack is the same as the attack he launched before, it can be disabled, but it seems that it has reached a limit, that is, it can no longer break through.

It seems impossible to want the masked man to be blown to pieces?

"How could it be?" Xu Xiaoshou wondered.

The attack of the two is not at the same level at all!

"What the hell is this weird psychic skill?"

Looking at the sword intent that was broken and threaded, Xu Xiaoshou's mind became active.

If the sword intent possession would have such an effect, then he would have to give it a try.

Sang Lao seemed not surprised that the masked man could survive, and he looked straight to the other side, which was where Cenchov was.

A staggering figure stood in the void, its back hunched, its hair gray, as if its life had been burned out, and its face was extremely old.

His hand holding the axe seemed to tremble, and the flames on his body never stopped.

"Good, good boy, something"

Xu Xiaoshou almost burst out laughing, this is a beaten temper!

looked at the anger on the old man's face, but he wanted to go up but didn't dare to go up, it was simple!

The others were also happy, and the guy before was like a nightmare, cutting everyone's heads with an axe.

I didn't expect to meet Sang Lao, and I was beaten to a complete loss of temper.

"Woodcutter, go. ”

The masked man was also burning beautifully, he didn't want to stay any longer, and after speaking, he turned to Sang Lao and said:

"When we're out of gas, can we leave?"

"Yes. ”

Sang Lao held the grass hat and nodded, "People can go, and the sword stays." ”

"Heh, the general trend is coming, I will take this sword, if you stay, your spirit palace will also be unpeaceful, do you want to go out every night like this?"

Sang Lao was silent.

The masked man was right, and that was what he was worried about.

Public opinion on the mainland is everywhere, and the current strength of the Spirit Palace is really not enough to protect this famous sword, and it may bring about a catastrophe.

The scene was quiet for a while, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head to look at Elder Qiao, and said:

"They're familiar?"

The way he spoke was not like an enemy, but more like an exchange of acquaintances.

Thinking of the battle that night before, even if Sang Lao appeared, it seemed that he had never fought with the masked man.

Isn't it

"Sentimental?"

With a bang, Xu Xiaoshou shuddered again, and glanced at the riverside geese without leaving a trace, as if he was hesitating.

Jiangbian Yan is really interested, in his opinion, the "Holy Slave" is already an organization that has to be killed, if Sang Lao has an affair with him

"Familiarity indeed. ”

On one side, Xiao Qixiu said loudly.

Since there are juniors who have made it clear, it would be better, and there was no need for others to explain more to the Holy Spirit Temple.

"As far as I know, the two should have known each other a long time ago, but, as you just said"

He looked at Xu Xiaoshou and continued: "The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory. ”

"Then you want to let him go?" Xu Xiaoshou said.

Xiao Qixiu was stunned for a moment, did this kid do it on purpose or

I don't know if there are outsiders here?

"Can you keep it?"

Ye Xiaotian suddenly said: "Cen Qiaofu didn't exert his strength, everyone can see that the masked man has made up his mind, and obviously he doesn't want to fight." ”

"If you really want to start a war, I am afraid that it will attract strong people from all sides in an instant. He looked at the riverside geese, and his eyes were full of meaning.

The riverside geese were stunned, this guy

Isn't it just that there are fewer people coming, as for holding such a grudge?

But he knew what Ye Xiaotian said.

There has been a lot of movement in the previous battle for the throne, and if the three of them really want to fight to the death at this time, I am afraid that the white clothes of the Holy Spirit Temple will come unexpectedly.

At that time, it was really difficult for the "holy slave" to run.

However, these two are obviously not stupid, will they wait until that moment comes?

Jiangbian Yan smiled bitterly, if he could take the letter of help seriously, I am afraid that tonight's situation will really be different.

"It's a pity"