In the face of this gushing flame, Shi Wuwei's heart was already shocked.

In fact, before this, he had indeed seen a similar fire-making technique.

But he remembered that this so-called fire magic method, in Su Wushi's hands, could only be done by burning wood at most.

He was anxious at the moment, knowing that if he smashed down with a long stick, even if he could hit his opponent, he would only be injured at best.

But this fierce flame went straight to his face, and if he was struck by this flame, he was afraid that he would hide his face from people in the future.

So, after this moment of hesitation, he finally chose to go another way.

Still in the air, he first withdrew the iron rod. Immediately afterward, he retracted his right hand to his side and made a series of movements that did not seem very skillful.

The flames in front of him were almost bursting in front of him, and he had just finished closing the seal.

Then, he slapped the incoming flames!!

Say silently in your heart! "Fire Cloud Palm! The fiery snake spits letters! ”。

A flame shaped like a pillar of fire rushed directly towards another flame.

Flames and flames are intertwined. And between them, they turned out to be crossed and swayed upward, like two twisted hemp ropes.

However, the flame is not a hemp rope.

Moreover, there were two flames, one of which was formed by the convergence of heaven and earth vitality, and the other was formed by the condensation of true qi.

Therefore, after the two intertwined with each other for a moment, they gradually converged into a fireball, and finally, in front of the eyes of the two of them, exploded.

At this moment, both of them were shocked away by the force of the explosion.

Not only that, but after the explosion, I saw fireballs of different sizes falling towards the surrounding buildings.

Because there were dilapidated wooden houses on both sides, the flames that fell from the sky ignited directly.

At first, the fire was only sporadic and sporadic at first, but when Shi Wuwei held the iron rod in his hand and supported his body, the raging fire already covered half of the street.

"The Fire Cloud Palm of the Buddha Sect... Sure enough, it lives up to its name...".

When he got up, he saw the billowing smoke rising around him, and he was surprised in his heart.

On the same day, when he lent the Momei Sword to Master Kongzhi, in exchange, the master taught him this Fire Cloud Palm.

It's just that although he has cultivated, he has never been able to figure out the method of this palm method.

It wasn't until Fang Cai that he was in a hurry, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and the true qi in his body began to operate according to the essence of the palm method.

Although he was still a little rusty when he pinched the seal, he reluctantly played this trick 'Fire Snake Spit Letter' in the end.

In fact, if any Buddhist monk is here, there is no need to press the Dharma seal, and you can make this move when you raise your hand.

……

Tachibana Jiro had already stood up.

But he didn't pay any attention to the flames burning on either side, but stared directly at the enemy not far away.

His right hand, because he had just eaten Shi Wuwei's iron rod, was still trembling faintly.

But the physical tremor still could not be compared with the shock of his soul.

He was very puzzled in his heart, and he didn't understand why the other party could also use the power of flame like him.

You must know that a person like him, who can communicate the vitality of heaven and earth, is one of the people in the island country.

"Could it be that the Central Plains martial arts are really stronger than my Dongying martial arts?"

Although his martial arts are transmitted from the Central Plains, he does not think that his knowledge of martial arts will be weaker than anyone else's.

But today, the man in front of him is about the same age as him, but this combat power is even stronger than him.

Thinking of this, I saw that his sharp eyes began to reveal a determined expression.

He knew that the opponent in front of him was very strong.

But all he has to do is either kill the other party or die at the hands of the other party.

His body had begun to lean to the left, and his right hand was pressed against the knife again.

He no longer speaks, but wants to defeat his opponent in his strongest state.

As a result, the sound of drawing the sword reappeared, and his figure had long since disappeared in place.

But this time, his invincible 'Juhe Technique' did not reap the results of the previous battle.

Because the moment he quickly drew his knife and slashed, the iron rod in Shi Wuwei's hand was already horizontal in front of his abdomen, just blocking the cold light.

only heard the sound of metal intersecting with "Qiang ~", although Shi Wuwei blocked the knife, he failed to block the momentum of the knife.

His body, the moment he blocked the knife, was already cut off.

Behind him was an attic that was about to be burned down by fire.

And his body at the moment is to give this crumbling attic, the final blow.

The flying body hit the beams and pillars in the attic, and the entire floor collapsed with a bang.

…………….

The samurai's sword was once again put into the scabbard.

Instead of pursuing, he stood in front of a ruin, waiting for the man who was about to appear.

He knew that his opponent was not dead, and he also knew that his sword could not win.

A "boom" sound of breaking wood sounded.

Shi Wuwei separated the plank above and returned to the night sky.

His appearance at this time, embarrassed, is difficult to describe.

Covered in mud, there were still a few scratches on his face, the blood flowing on his chest had already stained the placket red, and the green robe he was wearing was also full of cracks.

It's just that although he was embarrassed, the killing intent in his eyes did not decrease but increased.

He saw that the samurai was already standing with his sword drawn, and he knew that it was time to put an end to the battle between the two.

So, I saw him lift the iron rod again and rush forward.

……..

The iron rod struck the long knife from time to time, making a piercing sound of metal cutting.

The palm prints flying in the sky, as well as the wind blade, I don't know how many buildings were destroyed.

In short, the figures of these two men fought from the street, to the alley, from the alley, and into the house.

Finally, when the figures of the two reappeared, they were already above a main street.

The samurai's wind wolf fist hit Shi Wuwei's abdomen again, and Shi Wuwei stabbed the iron rod in his hand into the samurai's chest as he flew out.

The two flew upside down almost simultaneously, landing on the two opposing eaves, and flying a large pile of tiles.

Shi Wuwei propped up the ground with his hands and reluctantly got up.

He saw a plaza underneath the house. And above the square, there is a roaring fire.

"I didn't expect to fight for so long, and then go back to the same place!".

Thinking about what he had been looking for, he looked at the battle below.

"These two are not Senior Brother Wang's opponents, and the horse face has shown defeat."

He saw that the battle between Niu Tou Ma Mian and Senior Brother Wang was coming to an end, and the worries in his heart were also reduced a little.

He regained his mind and looked at the man opposite, who was also getting up.