"Do you want to exchange my head for contribution points?

"The Flame of the Scorching Heaven, even such a small flame dares to be called the Scorching Sky, it really doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Facing the cyan flames sweeping in, Chu Fengmian's eyes showed a little disdain.

This flame that everyone was afraid of, in front of Chu Fengmian, seemed to have no meaning.

"Just this little flame, break it for me!"

The Xuanqing Sword turned in Chu Fengmian's palm, and suddenly turned into a sword blade and stabbed it suddenly.

That cyan flame, under Chu Fengmian's sword blade, was suddenly broken in an instant.

The fierce sword blade swept the flames and stabbed at Yan Mei.

This Yan Mei, Chu Fengmian has no interest in wanting to spare his life.

"Senior Brother Yan Xuan, save me!"

Seeing Chu Fengmian's sword blade stabbing at him, Yan Mei hurriedly shouted loudly.

He could also see that Chu Fengmian's strength far surpassed him, and he could actually break his flames with a single sword.

This kind of strength is definitely not something that a sevenfold martial artist of the Body Forging Realm can do.

"Bold! Chu Fengmian, you actually dare to hurt our Candle Flame Sect disciples, are you impatient!"

Yan Xuan, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke angrily.

On his body, a golden flame suddenly condensed, turning into a fire dragon, roaring at Chu Fengmian.

"Red Flame Dragon!"

This fire dragon let out a roar, as if it had truly condensed a real dragon.

It's just that this kind of dragon chant is extremely ridiculous to Chu Fengmian's ears.

This fire dragon only has dragon power, but no dragon power, at best it can only be regarded as a reptile, and dares to call itself a dragon.

"Let me show you what the real dragon power is!"

Chu Fengmian laughed loudly, and the power of the Battle Dragon Decisive frantically urged, condensed on the Qingxuan Sword, and suddenly a sword qi suddenly struck.

This sword qi also turned into a dragon of sword qi and hit Yan Xuan.

Although these two dragons are both dragon type, the fire dragon condensed by Yan Xuan is like a reptile in front of the sword qi dragon type condensed by Chu Fengmian.

There is no nobility of the dragon at all, and once compared, the natural original form is revealed.

Many martial arts in the world like to condense the dragon type, because the dragon is the strongest creature in the world, condensing the dragon type, once the martial arts are released, it is enough to take advantage of the dragon power, which is a little stronger than the power of ordinary martial arts.

But this kind of borrowing, only the dragon type, there is no dragon power, only Chu Fengmian's body has the essence blood of the ancient war dragon, and the martial arts he played are the real dragon martial arts.

"Boom!"

The two long dragons collided out of thin air, and almost instantly, the red fire dragon was devoured by it.

One true and one false, once they fight, it is enough to distinguish the winner in an instant.

"Impossible!"

"This Red Flame Dragon is the strongest martial art cultivated by Senior Brother Yan Xuan! Even if you let the Wind Realm martial artists come, they can't calmly dissolve it, they can only dodge, how can this Chu Fengmian's sword qi devour this Red Flame Dragon!"

The countless disciples of the Candle Flame Sect around them were all extremely shocked, and their faces were indescribably shocked.

This Red Flame Dragon, Yan Xuan once released it when he fought with a Wind Realm powerhouse, and even the Wind Storm Realm martial artist didn't dare to confront it head-on, so he could only evade and dodge.

Such a powerful martial technique was actually easily dissolved by Chu Fengmian! Especially Chu Fengmian's realm, which was the sevenfold body forging realm!

How could a sevenfold martial artist of the Forging Body Realm, even if he was a demon, burst out with such a terrifying sword!

"Chu wants to kill someone, no one can stop him!"

After forcing back that Xuan Yan with a sword, Chu Fengmian sneered, and his figure flashed, and he came to Yan Mei's side.

Yan Mei was already frightened when he saw Chu Fengmian coming, and he couldn't imagine that Xuan Yan's move was easily resolved by Chu Fengmian.

The power of Yan Xuan's dragon to fight back was enough to make Yan Xuan unable to activate his spiritual power within three seconds.

In these three seconds, it was enough for Chu Fengmian to kill Yan Mei.

"Chu Fengmian, if you dare to kill Yan Mei!

Yan Xuan yelled.

This Yan Mei is also the disciple with the highest qualification among the newcomers of the Candle Flame Sect, and he is also highly anticipated among the high-level leaders of the Candle Flame Sect.

If Yan Mei really died in this holy land, it would also be a big loss for the Candle Yan Gate.

"You're threatening me?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Yan Xuan with a cold look in his eyes.

"Yes, if you dare to kill Yan Mei, our Candle Flame Sect will be with you forever, in this holy land, there are some seniors in our Candle Flame Sect, and their strength is far from what you can imagine!"

Yan Xuan heard Chu Fengmian's words and said coldly.

"What's more, today you are only one person, how can you be the opponent of more than ten of us, if you dare to kill Yan Mei, you don't want to retreat today!"

"Is it? Whether Chu can get out of the way has never relied on others!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes were cold, and as soon as the sword blade passed, there was an extra blood mark in front of Yan Mei's throat.

Then Yan Mei's figure fell straight to the ground.

Threat?

Threats are the most useless for Chu Fengmian, and what he hates the most in his life is the threats of others.

Since he had decided to kill Yan Mei, even if a sage came, he might be able to stop Chu Fengmian.

"Damn! Chu Fengmian, don't think you can leave alive today!"

Seeing Yan Mei's death, Yan Xuan's face changed suddenly, and he was flushed with anger.

"The disciples of the Candle Flame Sect listened to the order, gave me a shot together, and besieged and killed this kid!"

"Yes!"

The remaining ten or so Candle Flame Sect disciples shot out together, and suddenly, countless flames had been condensed together.

"Kill!"

"Cold Moon Ice!"

Almost at the moment when the Candle Flame Sect disciple made a move, a white figure suddenly fell from the sky and fell into Chu Fengmian's side.

An ice Ling sword blade suddenly slammed into the vicinity, instantly forcing all those Candle Flame Sect disciples to retreat.

"Is that you?"

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared next to him, Chu Fengmian's face changed, and it seemed that he was a little surprised

This white figure today is the cold moon that Chu Fengmian had thanked Chu Fengmian once from the entrance of the Holy Land before.

"Han Yueli, you dare to interfere in the affairs of our Candle Flame Gate?"

Yan Xuan glanced at it and also recognized Han Yueli.

"This kid killed our Candle Flame Sect disciple today, he will die today, if you are nosy, you don't want to leave alive today!"

"No, Ben Shao won't kill you today. ”

In Yan Xuan's eyes, when he looked at Han Yueli, the color of ** was undisguised.

"The taste of the first beauty in the country of Wusheng, Ben Shao has not tasted it, it is said that the disciples of your Hanxue Pavilion are all high-ranking fairies, and today Ben Shao wants to taste the taste of fairies!"