As if to confirm Ju Shiyue's thoughts, Wu Li's fists rotated faster and faster. Ju Shiyue's old bones didn't dare to shake Wu Li's fist, so he could only keep dodging, and Wu Li chased Ju Shiyue like a shadow.

"Okay!" Ju Shiyue was startled by a shout, almost not letting Uli punch his back. The two of them were fighting in the field, and the sergeants on both sides watched it even more lively in the city and under the city, and there were even applause voices in the Manlin army.

Ju Shiyue was so angry, and his face was tense and kept moving this position. It's not that he doesn't want to fight back, but he really doesn't dare! With Wuli's strength, he doesn't want to fight back, and if he is punched casually, he may break his leg and arm. He could only rely on his fairly flexible body to use the power of the true fire in his palm to harass Wu Li, and he was also waiting for the opportunity to hit Wu Li with one blow when there was a flaw in Wu Li's exhaustion.

The Burning Cloud Palm cultivated by Ju Shiyue is a set of palm techniques evolved on the basis of the true fire cultivated in the body. The palm technique is elegant and flexible, biased towards the feminine and feminine system, and the body method is like walking among the clouds, which is a secret practice of the Flame Sect.

After another stick of incense, Ju Shiyue didn't see any signs of exhaustion, and the long-term battle made him consume a lot of physical strength.

Seeing that Wu Li pulled out another straight punch, Ju Shiyue leaned into his fist and lightly touched it, and with the force of the rebound, his body floated out and opened a certain distance from Wu Li.

"I don't want you to know that it's a little powerful, you really think that the old man is made of mud!" Ju Shiyue raised his long black and white mottled hair in the wind, put his palms together in front of him, and his hands were lit up with a light red flame. The flames did not burn violently, as if they were wrapped around the palm of the hand.

"Old thief, this is your trick?" Wu Li steadied himself, his eyes staring at the flames in Ju Shiyue's hands. The appearance of the flame made Wu Li feel a little vigilant in his heart, Ju Shiyue's cultivation was sneering at Wu Li, it can be said that it was a matter of minutes to smash him flat, but this flame made him very interested.

This flame is different from other flames, and the other flames are so hot that they want to melt them all together. But the flame in Ju Shiyue's hand gave him a very feminine feeling, not even a sense of warmth at all.

"Yes or no, don't you know if you experience it!" Ju Shiyue smiled sadly. He had always thought that Uli was comparable to his cultivation, and it was unbearable for him to fight for so long without a result in front of everyone.

"Then I'll try it!" Before he finished speaking, Wu Li bullied himself again, and came straight to Ju Shiyue's door with a punch. This time, Ju Shiyue didn't dodge again, but slapped his fist against Wu Li with one palm.

"Good time!" Uli shouted, increasing the force in his hand again.

Uli's punches are fierce and fast. Just when the fists were about to touch together, Ju Shiyue's body twisted, and the palm of his hand against Wu Li's fist was wiped all the way to his elbow, and he was embarrassed to rub Wu Li by mistake.

Wow, the two passed by, and Uli screamed in pain. Stabilizing his body and looking down, he saw that his originally fluffy arms were already shining, and the exposed skin was shining red.

"Old Zamao, there are still some means!" Wu Li grinned and shook his arm, and his heart moved. It's true that he's a barbarian, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. For him, fighting with people is a common thing, and he has seen a lot of people with fire attributes. But Ju Shiyue's flame did make him feel a little weird, and before he could find out the details of this flame, he decided to continue to entangle with Ju Shiyue for a while.

"Little thief, you haven't seen it yet!" A blow was successful, and Ju Shiyue suddenly felt happy. The palms rubbed together again, and the two continued to fight in one place.

The other cultivators in the Burning Flame Army observed for a long time, and when they saw that the two of them had been fighting for so long without winning or losing, a few of them couldn't help the impulse in their hearts, and took the initiative to call out for battle.

Ju Shiyue was the first to come out and call the formation because he was currently the highest cultivation in the Burning Flame Army, and Wu Li's appearance in the battle also created a false impression to the other cultivators of the Burning Flame Army that he had the highest cultivation in the Manlin Army.

Therefore, the remaining seven cultivators saw that the most powerful of the other party had been entangled by Ju Shiyue, and the rest of them were also some leftover characters, and their arrogance when they were scolding the enemy was even worse than Ju Shiyue just now.

"On the other side, can you still come out and compare with us, haha!" A middle-aged man in a green robe with a long sword on his back bypassed the battle group of Wu Li and came to the middle of the two formations, and his words made the Lieyan army laugh.

"Brother, what's the situation, why did this Guan Yan leave eight fools here?" Thunder Storm laughed at the cultivator opposite, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart. The cultivators opposite him, Lu Ji, and Wu Li must not be able to see it, but in this case, where did they get the courage to call the formation?

"That Guan Yan is not very good either!" Lu Ji didn't have a good impression of the cultivator of the Burning Flame at all, and he couldn't help but pout when he heard Thunder Storm ask.

"General, the other party is calling for battle again!" Wu Daofeng turned his head to look at Min Duwei. In fact, at this time, he was very eager to rush out and fight with others, but he knew that Min Duwei would not be able to give him this opportunity. One is that his strength is not good, and the other is that when the two sides play against each other, how can the coach personally go into battle.

"Big brother, I'll go and get the lesson!" Yu Sanjin turned over and jumped up, his foot on the horse's head a little.

"Old Five, don't!" Wu Daofeng hurriedly shouted to stop him, but before he finished speaking, Yu Sanjin floated lightly in front of the two armies.

"Good body method, haha!" The man in the green robe is a mid-stage cultivator, and he can see at a glance that Yu Sanjin has not yet reached the realm of a cultivator, but he is just a powerful martial artist. If he usually competes, he may not bother to fight against Yu Sanjin. But this is war, and the most important thing is to be able to effectively strike at the enemy's living forces. I saw him laugh loudly, and he didn't see any movement, and the long sword behind his back was already in his hand.

The gap between a martial artist and a cultivator doesn't seem to be big, but it's actually a world of difference. After being promoted from a martial artist, there will be a leap in the changes in the various functions in the body and the strength of the body.

In particular, a martial artist with attributes can communicate the attributes in his body after being promoted to a cultivator, so that his attack or defense can have the ability unique to his own attributes.

You can't change your own attributes, but you can influence them. Some cultivators have a particularly strong spiritual power, and in the process of cultivation, their own attributes will change slightly according to their personal cultivation habits and wishes. There are very few such re-cultivators, but they are by no means impossible.

Ju Shiyue should be such a cultivator, his flame is obviously different from ordinary flames. Either he has some adventures, or his mental power must be very strong.

Yu Sanjin is not a novice on the battlefield, and his eyes have been staring at the man in the green robe since he came out of the battle. Seeing his movements, he couldn't help but feel nervous, the blue-robed man in front of him should be practicing exercises related to speed, and Yu Sanjin didn't see it clearly when he pulled out his sword.

Yu Sanjin uses a short knife in close combat to attack from a distance with flying stones, and what he is good at is speed, but one is considered a top martial artist and the other party is a cultivator. If the other party is not good at speed, he may still be able to wrestle with the blue-robed man for a while. But in this way, he didn't have a chance at all.

Before his body could stand firmly, Yu Sanjin's wrist flicked, and a small round stone flew straight to the door of the blue-robed man.

"Yo, how can you do this!" the blue-robed man's eyes condensed, the long sword in his hand stood up suddenly, and his head turned sideways to close the eyes close to the sword.

Boom, the sword body made a crisp sound, and the small stone hit the sword body and was ejected far away. He had already used seven or eight points of strength in his hands just now, and it was actually dissolved so easily, Yu Sanjin was secretly surprised, the cultivator was really not easy to deal with.

Wow, a silver light streaked through. Yu Sanjin saw that the flying stone did not work, so he had to bully himself, and the short blade in his hand stabbed out, and slashed at the face of the man in the green robe.

"Carving insect skills!" The blue-robed man's feet moved, and his figure suddenly floated backwards. Holding the sword in his right hand, he flicked his left hand on Yu Sanjin's short blade. Yu Sanjin only felt a strong attack in his hand, if it wasn't for him desperately holding the short blade, the current short knife would have flown out of his hand.

As soon as he stabilized his figure, the blue-robed man jumped in front of him in two steps, leaned out with one foot, and kicked straight to Yu Sanjin's heart. Seeing this, Yu Sanjin hurriedly twisted his body, but he only had time to deflect his body a little. The blue-robed man landed a foot on his right chest, and with a muffled click, Yu Sanjin's sternum sank in a little. With the help of strength, the blue-robed man rolled back, and scolded with a smile before he landed.

"Little Sanzi!" thunder jumped off Hu Dun'er's back in a flash, and Wu Daofeng and the others at the head of the city also shouted anxiously. Both of them are good at speed, and the fight is just a matter of an eye, and when the sergeants on both sides react, the man in the green robe is holding the sword behind his back in his right hand, looking like a master.

"Poof, I'm fine!" Yu Sanjin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood foam and waved his hand!

"Hehe, you're quite backbone, can you still fight?" The green-robed man did not continue to attack, but squinted his eyes and stuck Yu Sanjin. His strength in the Lieyan Army can rank in the top three, and Ju Shiyue's performance in stealing the limelight just now made him very dissatisfied, so he also wanted to improve his status in the army. Otherwise, it would be a matter for him to solve Yu Sanjin, this is the difference between a cultivator and a martial artist.

"Whether you can fight or not, you will know if you try it!" Yu Sanjin clenched the short blade again, and the dots under his feet attacked the blue-robed man.

The blue-robed man repeated his old trick again, on the side of his body, his right hand did not move, and his left hand flexed his fingers to flick towards Yu Sanjin's short blade. His speed is much faster than Yu Sanjin, and Yu Sanjin will definitely not be able to dodge.

As he expected, his fingers flicked on the short blade again, but just as the two bodies were close, Yu Sanjin's left hand appeared at some point and stabbed the blue-robed man's chest.

The blue-robed man had a strange smile on his face, and with a slight shake of his body, he quickly jumped backwards. Yu Sanjin just felt a flower in front of him, a cold left shoulder, and his entire arm was broken off at the shoulder.