The tenth sword of fire.

Fireworks on earth.

The sword technique with the most surviving moves so far is the only two sword schools with more than ten digits of sword moves, and the sword technique of more than ten digits is rarely seen in actual combat because of its high difficulty.

The stage of this junior ceremony in Nanchu has never appeared, and the last time it appeared was at the banquet under the grass.

From the hands of Ying Xun.

"The Tenth Sword of Fire Law?! The trick that the former Qin Grand Prince used to deal with Ye Gongzi? ”

"Is there really a tenth sword? I didn't go to the banquet of Chengjixia, and I saw ...... for the first time in actual combat."

"After all, it is a cumbersome, powerful and uncontrollable ten-rank sword technique, and few people among the fire magicians use it......"

"The old man met it once, but that was ten years ago......"

"Back then, only the big and young masters often used double-digit swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship created by the big division was only made by the young commander......"

These two names once again silenced the people in the audience. In the crowd, Ji Qingyuan looked up at his familiar sword moves on the stage with wide eyes.

It's like going back to the self that followed that girl when I was twelve.

However, the next moment, looking at the black flames rising from the high platform, Ji Qingyuan's pupils shrank, and a scream rang out in the crowd, even more startled than when Murong Heng used the Fire Tree Silver Flower before.

"That'...... What is that? ”

Ying Xun's eyes widened in the ranks of the former Qin people, and he looked at the sword fire floating from the large array on the battle platform in amazement.

The catkins fly and the remnants are paved white, and the peach blossoms are full of red.

The fireworks in the world are a very beautiful sword.

However, at this time, under Murong Heng's black sword, what was floating was not the fireworks in the world, but the ashes of destruction.

The black sword fire that was flying one after another was like a gray snow. When it falls to the ground, it crushes bones and scatters ashes, falls on flesh and blood, peels skin and breaks bones.

"Bright Moon!" Ji Qingyuan's ears rang with Guichen's heart-rending shout, and in the hazy blood in his eyes, he watched the body of the girl who was at an absolute disadvantage on the battle platform fly high again, surrounded by countless sword flames that were enough to tear her apart, and then slid down.

"This ...... It's time for this to end, right? The screams of the ladies and the sighs of the people sounded in the audience.

The difference in strength is too big, if those cultivators before the change were injured like this, this battle would have ended long ago. But no matter how desperately the girl persevered, she was finally forced to the last step.

"It's over." Murong Heng looked at the girl who was sliding down with her back against the big array, and turned around quietly. The next moment he closed his eyes and said, "You are not my opponent, but you are not losing in swordsmanship, but because of realm and luck." ”

Or her innate destiny.

"You can hate me, but what you should hate most is God, and yourself who doesn't accept your fate." After saying that, he stepped back and prepared to leave, Murong Heng restrained himself from turning around with a complicated expression, the girl who was knocked down had his own medical officer to carry him down, he had nothing to worry about, just to welcome his victory.

The bell for the end had not yet rang, but the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion in the audience had already begun to cheer. Murong Heng looked at the figure of the woman sitting behind the light veil behind the group of disciples, took a deep breath, and was about to step down from the battle platform, but the next moment he paused, and his pupils contracted.

"Stop."

Behind him came an unsteady female voice.

Murong Heng stiffened.

The examiner, who was about to ring the bell, also froze in place, looking at the edge of the array.

The eyes of the people in the audience widened, Murong Heng turned around, and everyone looked in one direction in disbelief, looking at the slender figure who stood up staggeringly.

After seeing her appearance clearly, Ji Ange and Guili cried and hugged their brother tightly, but the girl standing alone on the stage had no one to hug. Maybe they didn't want the girl to stand up again, and everyone thought she couldn't stand up again.

But she got up anyway.

"You ......," Murong Heng's chest heaved, "What's the matter with you?" ”

What's the deal with this woman?

Can't you die?

"She avoided the point," the examiner replied on the high platform, facing Jiang Yuanyuan's surprised eyes, blood flowed from Ji Jiashu's fingers, but he still clenched his fists and replied.

In the two moves that Murong Heng had just caused multiple injuries, that girl did her best to protect the vital point in such a dangerous situation.

But that doesn't mean she's okay.

Ji Jiashu looked at the girl who, according to the common sense of cultivators, should not be able to stand up after being so badly injured.

But her will has transcended common sense.

He could stop her.

But how could he stop her?

Ying Baoyue's whole body was already stained red with blood, and watching the blood on her body flow into the cracks of the sword marks on the ground that were cut by her own black sword, Murong Heng's eyes were slightly deep.

"It's really a woman who can't help herself," Murong Heng turned around and held the black sword that had been sheathed, "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

"The battle is not over yet," Ying Baoyue clenched the water sword, "Do you want to escape?" ”

"Run?" Murong Heng laughed, "It seems that if I don't give you a sword, you won't give up." ”

"Come on, then," he unsheathed, looking contemptuously at the girl who couldn't stand still, "to show you the true power of the fire sword." ”

"No," but in the midst of his laughter, Ying Baoyue lowered her head and whispered, "No. ”

"Huh? What did you say? Murong Heng frowned, looked at the girl who couldn't even breathe and sneered, "You still dare to speak like this?" What else can you do? ”

The girl dragged her current body, possibly posing any threat to him.

Murong Heng was extremely convinced.

She's all like this, how else can she struggle? You don't want to kneel down and beg for mercy, do you?

The young man's eyes were extremely confident, but the next moment the scene in front of him made him suddenly stunned.

In such a desperate situation, the girl did not cry or despair, but just felt something from her arms.

He originally thought it was some kind of secret weapon, but when he saw what it was, he was stunned.

It's nothing, it's something in the shape of a date, it's ......

Zhao Guang in the audience was also stunned when he saw this scene, staring at the palm of the girl on the stage

The mouth was full of blood, and Ying Baoyue took out a candied fruit and put it in her mouth.

The next moment, she raised her head and spoke to Murong Heng, who had already regained the black sword fire on the Zhenyuan abundant sword.

"I said you're not a fire sword."

"What do you say? How dare you say that? "It was a great shame for the cultivator to be questioned about his swordsmanship, and Murong Heng was furious when he heard this, but when he saw the girl's determined eyes, his pupils shrank.

"The sword moves you make are not worthy of being called the fire sword." Ying Baoyue swallowed the candied fruit and raised the sword in her hand, "This kind of swordsmanship is not worthy of that name." ”

If it was really a fragment that belonged to her, no matter how it was impregnated and bound, she would definitely not use such a sword technique.

"So I'm going to defeat you," Ying Baoyue looked at the young man opposite, "Only you, I will never let go." ”

"You are a water lawmaker, you dare to talk about the fire law sword!" Murong Heng was stunned for a moment, and then he was out of anger, and with a new move, he used all his strength to slash down the girl not far away, "You ......"

However, he could not finish his words.

"Even if I am a water lawmaker, I know that the fire law sword is not like this!" Ying Baoyue spoke seriously.

She and Master's Fire Law Sword is not like this!

The shadows of the boy and the girl collided in the air, and the sword was full of fire.

Zhao Guang in the audience opened his eyes wide.

For some reason, at this time, he suddenly remembered what Li Ji said to Ying Baoyue when he first saw her.

The girl was on fire.

That was Li Ji's first image of her.

At that time, she didn't have any realm in her, and he didn't understand where Li Ji saw it at all.

But looking at the girl on the battle platform who was willing to pull Murong Heng down, he finally understood.

Even if nothing didn't burn any flames, she was still burning.