Chapter 1487: Seven Rank Fire Phoenix Burns Lin Mo!

I don't know what kind of mood Lin Mo was in at the moment when the fire dragon was defeated.

Right now, the flames that the fire phoenix turned into completely enveloped him inside, and everyone saw that Lin Mo was constantly jumping there in flames, and there were bursts of hysterical screams from the fire.

"Ah...... Help, save me. ”

"Help, help, burn me. ”

It's a pity that who dares to step forward at this time, in addition, the incident happened suddenly, and now the Chiyang Sect and the Yunlan Sect are also in a mess, and many disciples are unfortunately killed.

Under the seven-rank fire spirit, Lin Mo couldn't support it for long at all, that is, three or five breaths, his screams stopped abruptly, and everyone looked again, Lin Mo was no longer moving, and the whole person was soft on the ground, gradually disappearing in the flames, just in response to his previous words, ashes.

It's tragic.

On the dojo of the Yunlan Sect, there was a smell of barbecue, and puffs of black smoke rose into the air and drifted away with the wind.

There were screams in all directions, and the bones of those disciples who were directly burned by the flames were gone, but some of them were only burned, and the screams came from their mouths.

Both the Chiyang Sect and the Yunlan Sect hurriedly sent people to treat these people.

When everything gradually returned to tranquility, everyone's eyes refocused on Yan Fei's body.

At this moment, Yan Fei had returned to his original state, and the flames around him had disappeared, and he simply patted the dust on his body, as if nothing had happened.

The elders of the Yunlan Sect, you look at me, I look at you, all of them have shocked expressions.

In addition to shock, Xuanhua Zhenren's face also had a somewhat indescribable look.

The old monster is even more so, it stands to reason that Yan Fei won, she should be happy, but now, she is a little unhappy.

If Yan Fei lost, she would definitely be depressed.

But Yan Fei won, she couldn't be happy, and for a while, the mood of everyone in the Yunlan Sect was extremely chaotic.

For the disciples, in addition to shock, it was joy.

"Win, hahaha, that's great, that guy is really to blame. ”

"Yes, he deserves it, if he hadn't made the first move, Yan Fei wouldn't have been able to kill him, this is called lifting a stone and hitting his own foot, damn it. ”

"Hmph, isn't it very good, what's wrong, it's been burned by a fire?"

"It's really funny, a person who claims to be a master of Danshu ended up being burned to death by fire, he really drowned in water, damn it. ”

The disciples of the Yunlan Sect said everything, their words were sharp and ruthless, and it was obvious that the sullenness that had been held back for too long was finally vented.

Several elders of the Yunlan Sect gathered around Xuanhua Zhenren.

"Sect Master, this kid is not simple. ”

"That's right, although I don't know the Dan Technique, what I have cultivated is the Fire Immortal Method, and this kid can actually control the Seven-Rank Fire Spirit, even Elder Ben can't reach it. ”

"Sect Master, what is the origin of this person?"

Xuanhua Zhenren was also confused, he looked at the old monster, and the old monster suddenly said: "Don't ask me, the person is the Dantong you sent to me, why do you come to ask me now, I don't know at all, but I know that this person should not be all the way to Chiyangmen, so now we can use him." ”

After hearing this, Xuanhua Zhenren thought for a while, and then nodded.

"That's right, what Uncle Shi said is extremely true, no matter what, we won one today. ”

"Sect Master, now this Danshu competition is only a draw, and there is still one game left to determine the winner. ”

Xuanhua Zhenren glanced at the Fifth Elder and said, "Do you think that Chiyang Gate can still be compared?"

The five elders frowned and smiled faintly.

After a while, several old men from Chiyangmen came to Xuanhua Zhenren with angry faces.

The door master, Hongpeng Wujun, said with a cold face: "Xuanhua Zhenren, how can this be explained?"

Xuanhua Zhenren raised his silver eyebrows lightly, and said puzzledly: "Explanation?"

"Danshu competition, this disciple actually died tragically in your Yunlan Sect, shouldn't you give an explanation to this seat?"

Xuanhua Zhenren's face sank and said: "Hongpeng Wujun, everything is inevitable, everything that happened today is obvious to everyone." It is your disciple who is the first to kill him, and the disciples of this sect have no choice but to fight back, can it be said that if your disciples want to kill people, the disciples of this sect can only be restrained and killed? If they fight back, they have to give you an explanation?"

Hongpeng Wujun knew that he was at a loss, and when Xuanhua Zhenren asked him this, he was stunned on the spot.

"You, I, I ......"

At this moment, the second elder of the Yunlan Sect stepped forward and said: "The master of the sect is angry, the most important thing at the moment, this competition has to continue, now the Danshu competition, this sect and your sect are drawn one to one, hehehe, this last one, but it is quite important." ”

The sixth elder continued: "That's right, if your sect wins, in terms of the total score, even if this sect loses, this spirit mine will be your Chiyang Sect from now on." ”

The elders of the Yunlan Sect said one sentence to me, and the flesh on the face of the angry Hongpeng Wujun was shaking.

"Hmph, a Dan Tong, he has such a ability, who have you deceived? What is the origin of this person, today's competition, this is a matter between my Chiyang Sect and Yunlan Sect, are you afraid that you have invited some foreign aid, right?"

Xuanhua Zhenren was calm and relaxed, and said unhurriedly: "In this way, the candidates sent by your sect this time, it seems that this immortal has never seen it." ”

"His name is Lin Mo, he joined this sect a few days ago, and he is a disciple of this sect. ”

Xuanhua Zhenren nodded and said: "Oh, reasonable and reasonable, our little brother is called Yan Fei, coincidentally, he also joined the sect a few days ago and became a Dantong, so he is naturally a disciple of the sect." ”

"You ......" Hongpeng Wujun was dumbfounded again.

After a few breaths, Hongpeng Wujun calmed down, and he waved his hand: "That's it, today's Danshu competition, this sect has given up." ”

Although it was expected, at this moment, hearing Hongpeng Wujun say it himself, the Yunlan Sect was still surprised.

"I conceded. ”

Hongpeng Wujun said coldly: "Hmph, don't be complacent, even so, it's just a one-to-one draw, and the final victory or defeat depends on the disciples in the third game. ”

Xuanhua Zhenren now has confidence.

"Those who don't pay attention to the rules don't seem to be the disciples of this sect, since the matter has come to this point, what does the Chiyang Sect want, I Yunlan Sect will take it. ”

"Good. Hongpeng Wujun said viciously: "Five days later, on the top of Kunwu Mountain, you and I will make a final decision, the disciples will compete, and they will win two games in three games, how about it?"

"Yes. Xuanhua Zhenren replied very simply.

Hongpeng Wujun sneered: "At that time, in order to prevent further theft and fraud, this seat will invite Changqingtian and other heavenly gods to watch the battle, Brother Dao will not have an opinion, right?"

"Please, this door will also invite the Daoist High Immortal to be present to distinguish who is unruly and cheating?"