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Chapter 1264: Martial Spirit Palace

"This Huoyan flame is asking for this son, who dares to disagree, don't blame this son for killing thoughts!"

In the crowd, a young man in a fancy costume took a step, raised his head indifferently, and swept around.

Many people lowered their heads.

At a glance, it is clear that the identity of this young man is not simple.

This person is a disciple of the Martial Spirit Palace, and he has an immortal martial soul.

Although this is not a high-level immortal martial spirit, it is undoubtedly much more powerful than ordinary martial artists.

However, his voice fell, and some people still disagreed with him.

After all, there are only ten Huo Yan Fire Hearts left, and these people are unwilling to see this Huo Yan Fire Heart being obtained by this person.

When a man shoots out wildly, he is about to reach out and grab the flame.

Wu Leng's eyes from the Martial Spirit Hall suddenly became sharp, and his eyes flashed with monstrous murderous intent, and two words came out of his mouth: "Look for death!"

With that, he stepped forward, his right hand turned into a palm, and the immortal handprint looked at the latter's neck like a knife!

The guy crooked his neck and screamed, and his body fell to the ground, no longer alive.

"I see who dares to disagree!"

Wu Leng snorted coldly, and a pair of sharp eyes turned around.

"Wu Leng!" Suddenly, a slightly eerie voice came from the crowd, and immediately after, a young man walked out slowly, this person was wearing a blood-red robe, and in the robe flowed with billowing spiritual power.

If you look closely, there are runes on top of this blood-red robe, shining like stars.

This is obviously a spiritual treasure.

"It's a disciple from the Lingwu Holy Land, this person's name is Lingbatian, and his status in the Lingwu Holy Land is not low, and he is a disciple in the top ten!"

"It's him, didn't he get Huo Yan's fire heart?"

Whispers rang out all around.

Wu Leng's eyebrows jumped up, like a sharp sword, he seemed to think of something, and said, "Ling Batian! I remember that you had a fire heart before, and now you still want to get it?"

Ling Batian held a paper fan in his hand, smiled slightly, and said slowly: "It's not okay to do it right!

"Don't compete with Zai Xia for this fire heart!"

"Why?" Wu Leng frowned and looked ahead, his face unkind.

"I want to give this Huoyan heart to the nine princesses of the royal family. Ling Batian still said with a smile, but the expression of the hippie smile made people feel like a poisonous snake, as if there was a knife hidden in the smile.

"Ninth Princess?" Wu Leng heard this, but chuckled: "With the strength of the Ninth Princess, there is no need for others to send fire for her, right?"

"There's no need for that, but well, I want to do it anyway. You also know that I am very interested in the Ninth Princess!"

Ling Batian smiled slightly, and he never seemed to be angry, but his tone became extremely firm in the next moment: "With the strength of Brother Wu, you can go elsewhere to find this Huo Yan Fire Heart, there is no need to snatch this Huo Yan Fire Heart with me here, right?"

At this moment, when Wu was stunned when he heard this, his brows furrowed again, and anger had already appeared in those dark eyes: "Ling Batian, why do you want me to let you have this fiery heart?"

"In that case!"

I saw that Ling Batian instantly put the paper fan in the palm of his right hand, and with a snap, his eyes also became gloomy, and there was no longer the gentle appearance before, and his face became faster than turning a book: "Then fight!"

"Good!"

Wu Leng said with great approval, and a blood-red mist appeared behind him, which was his immortal bloodline!

"It is rumored that your marksmanship is extremely powerful, today, I want to see if your marksmanship is great, or my immortal bloodline is powerful!"

With that, he looked around indifferently, and his eyes sharpened like sharp blades.

Almost everyone dared not look at it.

"Ling Batian, just one move, divide the winner and lose! If you win, then this flame is you! If you lose, then ......"

Before Wu Leng's words were finished, Ling Batian interjected, and his voice was also very indifferent: "If I lose, then this Huoyan flame is naturally yours!"

"Good!"

Wu Leng nodded heavily, and the next moment, he shot forward, and fought violently with the other party.

The terrifying spiritual power permeated the surroundings, causing the void to shake slightly.

The paper fan in Ling Batian's hand suddenly turned into a silver spear.

The spear was two meters long, shimmering with an icy luster, like a bloodthirsty demon beast about to open its bloody mouth.

The people around looked at this scene, and saw the flames of the fire being blown by the strong wind, but no one dared to take it.

Everyone knows what Wu Leng's identity is.

The latter is an elite disciple of the Wuhun Palace, and his eldest brother Wu Shen is the top genius of the Wuhun Palace, with a super immortal bloodline!

This bloodline is several times higher than Wu Leng's bloodline.

Playing a score, a one-size-fits-all cut on Wu Leng's arm, it takes a stick of incense to recover.

But if it is cut on his eldest brother's arm, it only takes one breath to recover, and there will be no scars left on his arm!

The two have different bloodlines, which leads to their different achievements!

Ten Wu Leng were not his eldest brother's opponents.

Wu Leng and Ling Batian were fighting fiercely, palms clashing, and the terrifying spiritual power swept around like a hurricane.

At this moment, they didn't pay attention to the flames, in their eyes, these people on the scene didn't dare to provoke them!

At this moment, that flame fell on a chubby warrior.

The martial artist had a pair of small eyes, and at this moment, these eyes were staring at the Huoyan flame in front of him, wanting to stretch out and hold the Huoyan flame, but then he thought of the identity of Wu Leng and Ling Batian, and quickly retracted his hand, looking extremely entangled.

For others, this second is a second, but for him, this second is equivalent to a year.

If he can get this flame, he can participate in the Endless War.

In the Endless Sea, for every young warrior, it is the greatest honor to be able to participate in the Endless War! Besides, only by participating in the Endless War can the people of the Ten Directions Kingdom be valued, and then enter the Ten Directions Realm.

The Ten Directions Realm gathers all the geniuses in the four regions!

This is a place that countless warriors yearn for.

"Should I take it or not?" The fat man's face was very tangled, extremely hideous, and he was about to make a huge decision, when suddenly, a sound of breaking wind came from behind him, and at the same time, the flames of fire in his eyes disappeared.