Mu Eighteen didn't blink his eyes, looked at the fire and said, "Come, you're welcome." As soon as Huo Bu Burning heard this, his heart was angry, but his face was not angry, he pinched the trick with one hand, and the mark of the yellow treasure bottle appeared faintly in the center of his eyebrows, which turned out to be the cultivation of the Yellow Heaven Realm. The light radiated in his hand, and in an instant flames erupted from his body. Like a burning totem.

In the light stood the figure of the fire immaculate, and the flames were all over him, and he saw that the fire was not burning with the flames, and his wings were spread out and he sang in a low voice: "I give you the death penalty by the command of the god of fire." This was the unincombustible "Flame Knife", and a thousand flames were inspired from his wings, flying towards Mu Eighteen at great speed.

The flames carried a terrible wind, and before they reached Mu Eighteen, Mu Eighteen felt some pain on his face being roasted by the blazing heat. His eyelashes were a little crooked, his lips were a little chapped, and the temperature of the flames was so high that it was more than Mu Eighteen could imagine. The cultivator of the Yellow Heaven Realm, this is the first time I have seen it, and there is still a little panic in my consciousness.

Mu Eighteen wooden swords moved forward with both hands, stabilizing his mind, Kunlun's third style "people follow the sword" was unfolded by him, and his body was illusioned as a streamer, avoiding the thousands of flames that flew in, and along the gap, the sword and the person stabbed into the fire without combustion.

Seeing Mu Eighteen flying in, he snorted coldly: "I don't know whether it's dead or alive." The mantra in his mouth changed again, and a thousand flames instantly merged together, forming a large flame beam, and the flames were synthesized so quickly that the streamers flying from Mu Eighteen hit together, and the flames immediately surrounded Mu Eighteen, and Mu Eighteen's body disappeared into this flame.

One defense and one attack, the fire is not combustible at hand, and there is no condensation at all. The hard ground, under the scorching flames, was a little red, and there was a slight phenomenon of melting. Flames erupted from his wings.

In the flames, without Mu Eighteen's figure, could he be melted by this flame. The surrounding soldiers widened their eyes, deeply impressed by the burning mana, and shouted loudly under Wang Xin's leadership.

The next moment, Mu Eighteen unexpectedly appeared behind Huo Buyan, his face full of calmness and calmness. The light on the wooden sword was everywhere, and the sword style was like a rainbow, rushing straight to the back of the fire, fast as the wind and flashing like lightning.

The wooden sword came to Huo Bu Burn's back in an instant, and Huo Bu Burn said, "It's good to come!" The figure also volleyed up in an instant, not constrained by gravity at all, and dodged the fatal blow without any thrill.

He floated above Mu Eighteen, and under the drive of his wings, he soared into the sky, thinking of a fiery arrow flying straight up. Layers of apparitions flowed behind him.

Mu Eighteen in the streamer turned around and chased him and flew up, his flaming wings slammed backwards, faster, and disappeared into space.

Mu Eighteen felt a chill in his heart, he didn't see the figure of Huo Bu anymore, it was because his fire was not burning too fast and his eyes couldn't see it. Mu 18 felt the pressure of the air around him increase dramatically, and Mu 18's wooden sword slashed around him, but it was blocked back by the invisible wall.

The air that had solidified around him turned fiery red, forming a fiery furnace around him, vowing to melt Wood Eighteen into it.

Suddenly, the stove shot out a hotter flame, pressing on Mu Eighteen together, Mu Eighteen smelled a stream of meat and asked, his body was hit to the ground, and it rebounded to the city wall dozens of feet away, the flame was still not extinguished, and he was fixed on the wall to barbecue.

A bolt of lightning lit up in Mu Eighteen's chest, blocking the flames, and the sound of "chirping" sounded again, which was Mu Eighteen's favorite voice for a long time. After the lightning resisted the flames, Mu Eighteen slipped and fell to the ground along the city wall, his whole body hurt, his clothes were half burned, and his skin was exposed outside, red and black from the fire. I didn't know how many bones were broken in my chest. The wooden sword fell at his feet.

He endured the pain, gritted his teeth in his mouth, and leaned against the city wall with both hands, and the chirping on the city wall finally did not reach the flames, and fell down the city wall, right on Mu Eighteen's chest. A blazing pain crept into Mu Eighteen's mind.

He couldn't help but snort and insisted that he didn't faint. However, the body that had just sat up straight slid down again, and its head hit the city wall with a grunt.

Huo Bu flew in front of Mu Eighteen and mocked: "It's not that this little guy is dead, you see that you can't stand up now, like mud in the Yicheng River, do you still want to change my rules?"

Mu 18 looked at the little guy who fell on his chest, chirping white and being roasted, his expression was so low that he couldn't make a sound, and it seemed that he was also injured. Mu Eighteen let out a long sigh, his hands on the ground, his calves bent, and the pain in his chest made him grin.

Beads of sweat ran down his head, and he bent one leg first, holding on to the wall behind him with both hands, feeling the muscles in his face jumping, his head was blank, and he trembled, his feet were hard, and his hands followed the wall, and he stood up against the wall. Then he straightened up, left the wall, raised his eyelash-free eyes and looked at Huo Bu and said, "Look, didn't I still stand up, this is just the beginning?"

"What do you mean, what do you start?" Huo Bu was a little unconscious, and at the same time, he was stunned by Mu Eighteen's unyielding consciousness, so he asked casually.

Mu Shibai cracked his injured and swollen mouth and said: "A spark can start a prairie fire, you see that at first they may cheer you for killing me today, but in the future they will definitely oppose your rules, it should be that since there is a beginning, it will not end." ”

Stunned by his words, he looked around and saw that the people who had cheered for him at the beginning had lost their previous shouts, and many others seemed to show sympathetic eyes.

Huo Buyan retracted his gaze, his mind changed, and he looked at Mu Shibai and said: "I don't know what the future holds, but now I am in addition to the scourge of you, it is you who make me and my subjects have two hearts." ”

His face was ugly, and he strode up to Mu Eighteen, grabbed Mu Eighteen's throat tightly with one hand, and raised Mu Eighteen with one hand.

Mu Eighteen breathed rapidly, his eyes were full of blood, and he had no regrets in his heart at this time, but he remembered the woman who made him terrible, and the pink face, just like the peach blossoms in March, was green and beautiful.

Mu Eighteen silently recited the human-faced peach blossom in his heart, and the fourth-layer mantra of the Heavenly Realm Exercise and the Kunlun Sword Sect face peach blossom were circling in his mind.

The fourth mantra "Far away from home, homesick, long-term reciting the red face and looking at the rain." "That is the power of longing, which exploded in the Wood Eighteen Dantian. The force on his neck seems to be much smaller.

A red peach blossom mark appeared on Mu Eighteen's body, which had been gradually healed by the wound from the previous injury.

The wooden sword that fell to the ground began to spiral and fly into the air, transforming into thousands of pink peach blossoms in the sky above. Inside each peach blossom stamen is a small wooden sword. Thousands of peach blossoms reflect half the sky.

The peach blossoms are like a rain of peach blossoms, flying towards the fire without burning, and the fire does not burn the hand that loosens the neck of the pine wood eighteen, although the wood eighteen changes quickly, but at that moment, he can kill him, he suddenly thought that when he was young, he was not as persistent as this young man, he took his hand and flew into the air at great speed.

The surrounding soldiers saw a mass of peach blossoms chasing the fiery flying figure, like a rainbow chasing a big bird.

Mu Eighteen's body began to shake a little, it was too much force, his body trembled a little, and an object fell from him on the ground with a "bell".

There is still some distance from being chased by peach blossoms, he casually glanced at the object, his face suddenly changed, the phantom flashed in flight, and the next moment he came to Mu Eighteen, squatted down, and picked up the thing that Mu Eighteen had dropped.

The peach blossom sword rain behind him was endless, and after he picked up the object, the rainbow froze. Not only did the peach blossom rain freeze, but the entire space did not move. Only a person who does not burn can move in this space, and he muttered to himself, "Be careful. ”

Although Mu Eighteen couldn't move his body, his brain could still move, and he scolded in his heart: "You beat me, and let me be careful." Then he looked carefully at the object he was holding in his hand, which was the golden hairpin that was handed to him before the Tear River was extinguished.

Huo Buyan held the golden hairpin tightly in his hand, put away the external mana, and time began to walk again, and behind him was the peach blossom sword rain that continued to hit him, but he didn't realize it, and he was not injured at all. Mu Eighteen felt a burst of despair in his heart, could it be that the difference in the realm was so big

He took the golden hairpin with red eyes, and asked Mu Eighteen with a stern expression: "Who are you, how can you have a centrifugal golden hairpin?"

Mu Eighteen was stunned and said, "How do you know centrifugal?"

Huo Bu Burn said excitedly and sadly: "Centrifugation, centrifugation, she is my daughter." ”

"How is it possible, your surname is Huo, and her surname is Li. Mu Eighteen said unconsciously.

That's because her full name is Huo Centrifuge, and ordinary people call her Centrifuge, but they forget her surname. The fire does not burn calmly explained.

"How is she now?" Huo Buqi looked at Mu Eighteen with tears shining in the corners of his eyes.

"She's gone. Mu 18 hesitated but told the truth.

A burst of compassion came from the mouth of the fire, "It's all because I'm too weak, and I'm sorry for you as a father." "In front of the soldiers and the people, the crying of tears made them whisper, and the city lord, who was indifferent in their eyes, could cry.

Mu Eighteen was embarrassed to pestle there, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "Fire City Lord, please mourn, when she left, it was very quiet." ”

After a long time, the fire did not burn before he came out of his sadness, raised his head and said, "What does she have for you to tell me?" ”

Mu Eighteen scratched her head, she didn't mention her father, and when she saw the old man's expectation and her white-haired eyes, she comforted: "She said, she doesn't blame you!"