Jing Ling Ting, the first old market street.

"My name is Zhu Lian, deputy commander of the Ten Blades Legion."

A strange purple-haired young man, stepping on flames in mid-air... With a condescending smile, he introduced himself.

"Hold Ling Tiezhai, the head of the thirteenth team of the Great Ghost Dao of the Guardian Court."

Despite his tall stature, he still needs to raise his head slightly to introduce himself... With his age of nearly a thousand years, he has long passed the age when everything is overwhelming.

"Uncle, has anyone ever said... Your outfit is lo-so, purple is not for you. ”

Crash... Zhu Lian, who threw the black robe to the side, revealed a purple half-cape, which set off his evil temperament more and more obviously.

"Well... My disciple. ”

Grip Ling Tiezhai touched his upturned beard, with a regretful expression... Although Qinghe didn't say it, but during his tenure as the head of the Great Ghost Dao, he didn't wear a costume designed by himself once, and he was obviously disliked.

"Is it Izumi Kiyowa... You're telling me - are you awesome? If I kill you, I don't know if the new captain will cry bitterly. Zhu Lian, who smiled, spoke out about her ambitions.

"No if... Young man, it's better to wait until you've won. ”

"I'm just stating a fact... For the sake of unnecessary pain, it is better for you to be killed by me. ”

Whew... The flowing voice of the summer wind and the flames that came out of Zhu Lian's body converged.

Under the extremely rapidly rising temperature, Zhu Lian waved his hand and shot hundreds of flame arrows towards the area where Zhu Ling Tiezhai was located.

"Sixty-nine of the broken path, Ice Tooth Zhenglan."

Jingle bells... Holding a three-ring tin staff, he swiped lightly in front of him, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground at the same time, and his body disappeared.

Click, click... The ice tsunami that appeared engulfed the sky with a rain of arrows, and the figure of Ling Tiezhai then appeared in mid-air.

"It's close..."

Zhu Lian, who didn't understand what Ling Tiezhai was doing, casually threw out a huge fireball.

Jingle bells... The three-ring tin rod sounded again, and the extremely cold ice stream slanted out again, engulfing everything.

Holding Ling Tiezhai can't do a silent "chanting" like Qinghe, but the tin staff turned into a slashing knife in his hand can freely control the power of the ghost path.

This attack is just throwing out the ghost path that has not been released just now... The arrogant Zhu Lian paid for this, and half of her body was frozen.

But these colds, for him, a strong man who was given the ability to fire by hell... Perfunctory.

Hula... Zhu Lian, who turned into a flowing flame, not only melted the frost, but also dodged the subsequent slap from the Grip Ling Tie Zhai.

"Ninety-two of the broken path, the ice song falls."

The one-shot Tsuri Tie Zhai began to fall to the ground... Then the ice cleanliness wrapped around the three-ring tin rod brought an extremely cold meaning.

With the swing of the Ryodsu Zhai, the ice tunnel that was built flowed under his feet... Death can't fly? An attack interrupts the momentary momentary delay of the instantaneous step? It couldn't have been easier for him.

Stepping on the evil aura of ice, he followed closely behind the Lingtie Zhai, and completely showed his violent side... He's not one of those ghosts who is "delicate" when it comes to close combat.

"Flame Shield!"

Looking at the enemy who stepped on the ice, Zhu Lian's face changed slightly... This muscular uncle is fierce enough.

"Seventy-nine of the Binding Dao, Nine Yao Binding Swastika!"

Holding the staff in his right hand and aiming with his left hand, he communicates verbally... At the same moment, the three-pronged Grip Ling Tiezhai came with an unstoppable momentum.

Click... Whew!

Zhu Lian's proud shield of fire shattered under the frost-covered tin staff.

When he wanted to distance himself, the pitch-black spirit pressure that fluctuated in space offset his last retreat.

"Don't look down on people... Flame Spear! ”

After there was no way to retreat, a blush of annoyance appeared on Zhu Lian's fair and thin face.

The next moment, the tin staff collided with the flames entwined in flames... The music of ice and fire is played with a bang.

Under the interception of the flame spear, the ice on the tin staff directly vaporized, and the white vapor mist that diffused enveloped the two of them together.

"Ninety-five of the broken path, the waterfall rushes, swastikas, eighty-eight, the flying dragon strikes the thief, the heaven-shaking thunder cannon, and the ninety-nine, forbidden!"

It's like the demon god who has awakened from his slumber... The lilac spiritual power of Lingtiezhai exploded without warning.

Originally, even if it was a combination of ghost paths, the ghost paths that needed to be cast one by one were connected by him with the word "swastika", so that the three ghost paths could be launched together at the same time!

The power of the ghost path shot from his eyes, and the black strips of leather and nails formed entwined Zhu Lian's arms.

With his waving left hand, he summoned a huge waterfall that "flew down three thousand feet" in an instant.

The end of the tin staff in his right hand was filled with a huge pillar of blue arc of light.

In the face of this overwhelming ferocious offensive, Zhu Lian was also dizzy.

"I'm stupid... Why do you want to show your flame ability first?"

Even in the face of this targeted offensive, Zhu Lian did not despair... He is proud, and naturally has a proud truth: "Harden the defense!" ”

Just like the Silent Blood Outfit of the Exterminator, Zhu Lian's whole body was quickly covered with vein-like flame veins.

Bang, boom... The waterfall and the blue arc that melted into it then engulfed his body.

Gripping Ling Tiezhai did not relax because of this, but quickly retreated with the help of the ice staircase constructed, and at the same time put his hands together, and his spiritual power exploded again without any scruples.

"Hell Burst!"

Bang... With Zhu Lian's roar, whether it was the waterfall that flowed straight down or the thunder and lightning mixed with it, they were all swallowed up by the blood-red flames that erupted.

Bathed in flames, Zhu Lian walked out of the white steam, and the flame spear appeared in his hand again.

It's just that this time the flame gun is compared to the one just now... It's several times bigger, and it even takes his hands to hold it.

"Old fellow, it's good to die obediently... Why rebel against me?! ”

Zhu Lian, who was holding a huge flame spear, came from high in the sky, and after raising her hands high, the whole person turned into flames and merged into it, heading straight to the body of Ling Tiezhai.

It's so fast that there's no way to dodge... After an instant, he appeared in front of the person holding Ling Tiezhai.

The huge flame spear head even touched his purple costume... But that's about it.

Before the flame gun disappeared, he had already opened his mouth: "Time stops." ”

The invisible microwave ripples had already dispersed the moment the flame gun appeared... The flame spear that could kill Ling Tiezhai by a fraction of a second suddenly stopped.

But Zhu Lian's thinking was not imprisoned because of this... Then his pupils reflected the calmness of the Lingtie Zhai.

Yes, it's calm... For Tsuryo Tiezhai, it's all in the calculations.

Even if this young man is close to him... But his "arrogant" character still buried him.

"The ninety-sixth of the bound road, the Beijing fire frame is sealed."

Holding Ling Tiezhai's hands, he slapped on the head of the flame gun... Even though his palms were scorched black because of this, this seal-based ghost path was still successfully activated.

Airplanes... The fluctuations of time vanished, and the flame gun, which had regained its kinetic energy, spun and twisted.

Zhu Lian's face even emerged from the flames... But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the suction on his body.

"Damn... Let go of me... Competent..."

The final seal was completed in the midst of a struggle... Zhu Lian's entire body vanished, leaving only three crossed sword cone-shaped objects in the air.

After doing all this, his hands were even filled with the "smell of meat" after being roasted, but he even blinked, just... The two beards were even higher.