The next day, Yin Tiancheng still went to watch the assessment competition, but this time he didn't sit on the rostrum, but walked around, chatting and bragging with the disciples who watched the game.

No matter where he went, he was the focus of attention, and all the disciples gathered around him were here to offer their respects.

Yin Tiancheng was no longer surprised, he took the opportunity to chat with these people and asked about Chu Fangxiong side by side.

It's a pity that after asking for a long time, he didn't get any useful information, and Yin Tian couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

He suddenly found that Xuanyang and Huayangzi could not be seen on the rostrum, and he suddenly felt a little strange.

At this moment, Yin Tiancheng saw that the people around him had dispersed, and when he was wondering what was going on, he heard a thick old voice explode like thunder: "You are the stinky boy surnamed Yin?"

"That's a lot of mid-gas!"

Yin Tiancheng made a secret sound, and before he could see who the person was, he saw the surrounding Feiyu Sect disciples kneeling on the ground one after another, and said, "Disciple Sun greets Uncle Taishi." ”

"Haha, who should I be, it turns out that there is an elder from the Flying Feather Gate again. ”

Yin Tianchengle blossomed, and he started to have bad thoughts again, thinking about copying all the old guy's spells.

At this time, the assessment competition was over, and Yin Tiancheng saw a thin old man striding towards him, with white hair and messy hair, and his face and clothes were covered with dust and dirt, as if he hadn't taken a shower for a long time.

Yin Tiancheng found that there was anger in the eyes of this old man looking at him, and he didn't feel a little strange, secretly saying that he didn't know this old guy, how could he look like enemies when they met.

Surprised, Yin Tiancheng heard a delicate voice sound from behind the old man: "Dad, it's this villain who bullies me!"

Yin Tiancheng's eyes narrowed, and he realized when he found out that the woman who spoke was Zixuan.

After doing it for a long time, her threat last night was not groundless, and she dared to call her father out to support her.

"It turns out that the old man is the father of Miss Zixuan, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

It sounded very polite, but Yin Tiancheng laughed on the horse: "If it weren't for Miss Zixuan's introduction, I would have thought you were her grandfather." ”

This old man was Zixuan's father, Cang Songzi, who was obsessed with cultivation when he was young, and only in his forties did he follow his parents' orders to get married.

Therefore, when she was almost fifty years old, she had such a baby daughter, so people who didn't know each other could easily mistake it for their grandfather and grandson when they saw their father and daughter.

It is true that the so-called ignorant are not guilty, ordinary people misrecognize their identities, and Cang Songzi will not care too much.

But Yin Tiancheng is different, he still has to make sarcastic remarks when he knows it, and he is clearly deliberately provoking.

Originally, Cang Songzi had achieved his wish in this retreat, and people were also very happy, but as soon as he came out, he heard his daughter crying and crying that she was bullied by a hooligan, and Cang Songzi's heart suddenly became angry.

Seeing Yin Tiancheng listening to this kid's disrespectful words, Cang Songzi's anger that had accumulated in his chest could no longer be controlled, and he immediately stepped out, raised his right arm and grabbed Yin Tiancheng vigorously.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, and Yin Tiancheng instantly felt that he had fallen into a blazing fire pit.

Even so, Yin Tiancheng was calm, as if nothing had happened.

He did deliberately provoke Cang Songzi, otherwise how could he have a chance to copy the other party's spell.

Just when he thought that waiting would be the same as when he angered Qingyun yesterday, Cang Songzi took the initiative to send his right hand up and let himself successfully copy the spell, but the situation around him changed suddenly!

A dazzling red light suddenly burst out from the bark-like palm of the pine nut, and before Yin Tiancheng could even realize what was happening, the person was deeply immersed in monstrous flames.

At the same time, Cang Songzi let out a loud shout and said the name of the spell cast: "Red Flame Hell!"

In an instant, the red flame emitted an unbearable heat.

The disciples who knelt down next to them got up and ran to the side, they didn't want the scorching flames that melted the steel into juice swept them in.

"Hehe, this spell is a bit interesting, but it's a pity that the old guy doesn't play cards according to the routine. ”

Yin Tiancheng, who was surrounded by flames, was a little disappointed, and he thought that if he wanted to copy his spell, he might have to use another brain.

It was like a flat ground full of dead grass, and the tongue of fire instantly rose up, swallowing up a radius of nearly ten zhang, but there was no movement at all in the flames, as if Yin Tiancheng had been buried in the sea of fire.

Seeing such a scene, Cang Songzi laughed out loud and said to everyone: "See, this is the end of bullying my daughter!"

Zi Xuan didn't make a sound, her eyes were firmly fixed on the raging fire wave, her mood at this time was both nervous and a little excited, and at the same time there was a kind of hidden worry!

The atmosphere became a little tense, and many people's hearts sank, they didn't believe that Yin Tiancheng was easily killed by his own Taishi Uncle like this.

The flames continued to rage, but Yin Tiancheng's figure still did not appear, not even the slightest sign of struggle.

This made Cang Songzi even more proud, and said with a smile: "It's time for the show to end, if there are some ashes later, you juniors will find a place to bury it, lest this matter spread out to people from other sects and say that our Feiyu Sect is inhumane." ”

After speaking, Cang Songzi raised his hands suddenly, and the powerful suction force suddenly overwhelming the sky, and he was ready to collect the method to let the flames quickly extinguish.

But at this moment, a person walked like a fly, grabbed Cang Songzi's arm and shouted: "Wait first, senior brother, don't be too confident!"

Cang Songzi turned his head and found that it was his junior brother Hua Yangzi who was stopping him from retracting the spell.

He couldn't help but wonder: "Senior brother, why are you stopping me, don't you think this little scoundrel died completely enough?"

Hua Yangzi smiled and said, "No, on the contrary, I think Senior Brother is a little underestimated. ”

"What? Do you say that this scoundrel is not dead, and that he can resist my Red Flame Hell Technique?"

Cang Songzi was a little surprised, but the confidence on Hua Yangzi's face clearly told him that he was not joking.

This couldn't help but make him a little angry, and after snorting coldly, he said, "Senior brother, do you know how powerful this Red Flame Hell is?"

"Of course, I know that this spell can melt all the blades in the world, and at the same time, it is an extremely strong defensive technique, which can perfectly prevent the enemy's spells from invading one's body. ”

"Hehe, what Senior Brother said is not wrong at all, Brother Fool has been in retreat for two years, in order to be able to cultivate this extremely powerful spell. ”

Hua Yangzi smiled: "Then I want to congratulate Senior Brother, it seems that your cultivation has improved to another level." ”

There is a basis for him to say this, if he wants to master such a powerful fire elemental spell as the Red Flame Hell, the prerequisite is that he has broken through the central chakra among the seven spirits.

Only in this way can we condense an extremely powerful energy and unleash this terrifying flame that can incinerate almost everything tangible in the world.

Originally, their senior brother's cultivation had only broken through the power chakra in the Seven Spirits, but after two years of hard work, Cang Songzi had successfully comprehended the powerful power contained in the Fifth Spirit, that is, the Central Chakra, and he was now the most powerful cultivator in the Flying Feather Sect.

So Cang Songzi had enough capital to be conceited, and just when he was about to take this opportunity to brag a few words to his junior brother, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the situation at the scene.

Hearing a "boom" sound come out, everyone immediately saw that the raging flames exploded as if they had burned to the explosives storehouse, and then a thick cloud shaped like a mushroom rose!

In the blink of an eye, a powerful wave of energy raged, and everyone watching the battle was hit one after another.

Those disciples with low cultivation were knocked to the ground on the spot, and the others retreated more than a dozen steps in succession before they could barely stand on their feet.

Huayangzi relied on his own profound cultivation to still be able to move, but Cang Songzi couldn't, because he was worried about his daughter's safety, he suddenly turned around and hugged her into his arms when danger came.

Although this was to protect his daughter from the invasion of energy waves, he was implicated.

The figure was crumbling, and the person had already retreated five or six steps in a row to stop the disadvantage, looking a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the surroundings became as quiet as death.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden explosion, and some couldn't even close their mouths!

What happened just now, could it be that Yin Tiancheng successfully cracked Cang Songzi's spell?

Everyone was eager to know the results, and some people began to get excited.

When everyone stared intently at the smoke of gunpowder in the sky, disappointment also appeared in their eyes.

Because at this time, except for a newly formed pit on the ground, no one saw Yin Tiancheng's lively figure.