Liao Feifei stared at Chen Zong, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half a year ago, the Lord of Mingguang Mountain and the elders had confessed that the sect had to abolish it with a heavy hand when they met Chen Zong, but judging from the current situation, it is obviously not possible to abolish the other party, otherwise it will be tantamount to violating the rules of the sect, and even the Lord of Mingguang Mountain will be difficult to keep him.

However, it can't be abolished, but it can also teach Chen Zong a hard lesson and humiliate him, and beat him into a non-fatal serious injury.

In this way, it can also make Cangyu Mountain lose face and make the Lord of Mingguang Mountain happy.

With a turn of thought, Liao Feifei's eyes staring at Chen Zong became more and more cold and fierce, and immediately, the corners of his mouth curled, a trace of a cruel smile appeared, and he said in a cold and sharp voice: "Chen Zong, I hope you can support it for a while, and don't admit defeat early." ”

Hearing this, Chen Zong smiled slightly.

The sound of the outside world cannot be transmitted here, but the sound of this place is not affected and can be transmitted to the outside world.

Liao Feifei's voice was not deliberately concealed or deliberately strengthened, but many people could hear it, and a strange look suddenly appeared on their faces.

Judging from Chen Zong's easy defeat of Qin Yijue before, Chen Zong's strength is at least the second pole, and it is still a relatively strong level among the second poles, there is no doubt that Liao Feifei is also the strength of the second pole, but whether it can be stronger than Chen Zong is still unknown.

Of course, it was also because Liao Feifei didn't know that Qin Yijue was easily defeated by Chen Zong's sword, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"This disciple of Mingguang Mountain is really interesting. The Cangyu Mountain Lord couldn't help but laugh.

The corners of the eyes of the Lord of Mingguang Mountain twitched again and again, his face was gloomy, and he wanted to slap Liao Feifei to death.

Up to now, the Mingguang Mountain Lord no longer pinned his hopes on Liao Feifei, after all, Chen Zong's strength was not weak, at least not weaker than Liao Feifei, and even, maybe stronger.

"Six, choose the combat terrain. Elder Yuande's voice rang out.

"The Land of the Three Suns. Without hesitation, Liao Feifei said his choice.

The terrain changed into a valley, and there was no vegetation around it, except for hard reddish-brown stones, which seemed to emit a hint of heat and heat.

Instantly, three clusters of crimson light condensed over the valley, turning into three rounds of scorching sun, wantonly releasing sword-like beams of light, causing the temperature in the valley to rise even further.

There is no doubt that this is the favorable fighting environment for Liao.

He pulled out the long knife at his waist, it was a long knife three fingers wide, the blade of the knife seemed to be bright yellow, and it seemed to be red, with a faint halo.

"You...... Are you ready?"

As the words fell, Liao Feifei's long knife shook, and a palm-sized bright sword light like a waning moon broke through the air and slashed towards Chen Zong's shoulder.

Chen Zong's shoulders flickered, and the knife light passed by, slashing at a rock behind him, slashing into it, and a knife mark appeared.

Liao Feifei's figure flashed, and the combination of his body and knife approached Chen Zong, the sword light became brighter and brighter, becoming a little dazzling, rolling up a piercing whistling sound, and slashing down from above.

In an instant, dozens of sword lights fell from the sky, covering them like a fan, leaving Chen Zong with nowhere to dodge, and each sword light carried the small true intent of fire in the small true intent aura fluctuations.

As the first core disciple of Mingguang Mountain, he is extremely talented and powerful, and Liao Feifei has already mastered the four small true meanings of the true meaning of fire.

The four small true intentions of the true meaning of fire are the true intentions of Liao Feifei's major, coupled with the inheritance of Mingguang Mountain, so he will choose a combat environment like the land of the three yangs.

There is both light and heat.

In fact, the most suitable for the true meaning of Mingguang Mountain should be the true meaning of light, but it is a pity that the difficulty of mastering the true meaning of light is still above the true meaning of fire.

In the face of Liao Feifei's dozens of sword light slashes carrying the small true intent of fire, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, this level of offensive is nothing, but it is only the level of the second pole.

A single sword can break it.

It's just that Chen Zong didn't plan to do this.

The choice of the combat environment made Chen Zong very interested, and this land of three yangs was suitable for Liao Feifei's combat environment, but it was not necessarily suitable for him.

Chen Zong could clearly feel the fluctuations of the small true intent aura of the active fire around him, and there was also another kind of bright and bright small true intent aura fluctuation.

The most important thing is that he doesn't plan to defeat Liao Feifei easily.

The long sword came out of its sheath, bringing a touch of red light, and on it, there was also a small meaning of fire.

That's right, after receiving a lot of meritorious deeds, Chen Zong entered the realm of enlightenment many times, and not only comprehended all the four small truths of the true meaning of water, but also all the four small true meanings of the true meaning of fire.

In such an environment, it is obviously suitable for the play of the true meaning of fire.

Under the superb swordsmanship, Chen Zong completely resisted dozens of sword lights, and then fought back with a sword.

Liao Feifei's face suddenly became solemn, and Chen Zong's strength was somewhat unexpected to him.

"Red Sun Slash!"

With a slash, the crimson sword light was covered with a layer of raging flames, constantly absorbing the small true meaning of fire in the air, making the power of this knife continue to increase, and the flames became stronger and stronger.

"Burning Sun!"

Chen Zong slashed out with a sword.

The Burning Sun One Style, which is the pseudo spirit martial arts created by deduction in the territory of the martial arts after he comprehended and mastered the four small true meanings of the true meaning of fire, is divided into four types, one is to integrate a small true meaning of fire, two is to integrate two, three is to integrate three, and four is to integrate into four, which is very simple and direct.

The crimson sword light carried a round of coronal light, as if it was covered by red flames, and it broke through the air fiercely, colliding with the huge sword light of the Red Sun Slash.

Subsequently, the Red Sun Slash and the Burning Sun both collapsed.

Burning Sun Two Style!

Chen Zongshi showed the second move, and the power was even stronger.

"Flaming Sky Strike!" Liao Feifei swept a knife and raised it, the red knife light diffused and condensed, and then rushed into the sky, reaching a height of 100 meters, constantly compressing and condensing, turning into the shape of a knife tip, and the terrifying momentum locked Chen Zong from afar.

Fall!

The friction between the huge tip of the knife and the air at high speed burst out with even more astonishing heat and heat, like a comet shooting down, and it fell with a fierce bombardment.

High altitude!

Sharp!

Huge!

Hot!

All kinds of things are fused, and they carry the power of the three small true intentions, and under the battle environment that suits them in the land of the three yangs, the power of this blow is gradually approaching the pseudo-spiritual martial arts of the four small true intentions.

Very strong!

As the flaming sky shot down, Liao Feifei approached Chen Zong with a deception, and the long knife shook, diffusing layers of knife light, and in an instant, the knife speed was extremely fast.

What this knife is integrated into is not the small true meaning of the true meaning of fire, but the small true meaning of the true meaning of light, and the light is originally extremely good at speed, so the speed of this knife is indescribably fast.

In an instant, Chen Zong faced two powerful attacks.

His expression remained unchanged, although this level was very strong, enough to severely damage or even kill some of the second poles, but for Chen Zong, it was still not enough.

In front of him, the falling flaming heavenly slam shattered the hard valley rock, drilling a hole several meters deep, and under the terrifying heat scorching, bursts of hot air that could burn ordinary warriors to death rose into the sky.

A sword light of extreme light swept through like an aurora, slashing and shattering an afterimage that was distorted like smoke.

His eyelids jumped, Liao Feifei's face was ugly, and there was a bad feeling in his heart, this Chen Zong's strength seemed to be beyond his expectations.

There was a burst of blazing heat from behind, Liao Feifei hurriedly turned around, the long knife slashed out, and at the same time shook his body, conjuring up three figures, and in a flash, he went forward to kill.

Sword Strike!

Countless piercing collision sounds burst out, and countless sparks splashed.

Chen Zong's sword is very fast, and Liao Feifei's knife is also very fast, but Liao Feifei is fast with all his strength, while Chen Zong is hidden fast, so the two sides are equal.

"This person's strength shouldn't be only to this extent. A core disciple of the Extreme Martial Heavenly Sect frowned and said in disbelief.

Just now, he saw the scene of Chen Zong defeating Qin Yijue with one sword.

"It doesn't matter. The core disciple of the Extreme Martial Heavenly Sect said lightly, and in his eyes, there was only Fang Xingchen.

"Also, without the strength of the third pole, it is not worthy of the attention of the senior brother at all. ”

But the other core disciples who were shortlisted in the top ten didn't have any special feelings, because they didn't know Chen Zong's true strength.

"Red Sun Slash!"

"Flaming Slash!"

"Streamer Triple Strike!"

"Flaming Sky Strike!"

Liao Feifei used a trick to create a pseudo-spiritual martial art created by himself or left by his predecessors, with a knife in his hand, he continued to slash at Chen Zong, extremely violent.

Realizing that Chen Zong's strength was not simple, he no longer had any idea of torturing and humiliating Chen Zong, but wanted to defeat him.

"Bright slash!"

Holding the long knife in both hands, it was completely poured into it with a violent little true intent and a strong force, and the small true intent that permeated the surroundings also attached to it, as if pouring in like a whirlpool, and the three great suns in the sky seemed to be detonated, blasting out even more amazing light and heat.

"Slash!"

The roar was like thunder, and the huge sword light that emitted dazzling light fell straight down, an astonishing arc, splitting everything in front of him, making Chen Zong feel like his scalp was numb.

Bright and slashed!

The secret of the inheritance of Mingguang Mountain.

This slash incorporates four small true meanings, one of which is the small true meaning of light, and the other three are the small true meaning of fire.

"Burning Sun Four Styles!"

Chen Zong's sword was horizontal in front of him, his face was a little cold, and his sword finger slashed across the red sword.

Instantly, as if the sword had been activated, a stream of flames burst out, lingering with a moving spirituality.

Then, a sword was drawn, which looked plain and bland, but the blazing heat of the three rounds of scorching sun in the sky also seemed to be dragged into it.

Such a fighting environment is also beneficial to Chen Zong.

With a sword strike, the sword body disappeared, and only a stream of flame broke through the air.

In less than a hundredth of a breath, the terrible explosion roared and shook the heavens and the earth, and the rocks below shattered inch by inch, and slowly melted under the terrifying heat, and the red ripples spread again and again, crushing the broken rocks into powder.