It was like a round of the sun bursting, and the heat wave was raging and sweeping like a storm, and the whole stone hall trembled.

In the midst of the storm, Xia Huang's hair fluttered, and his robe hunted and danced.

The palm of the hand is extended, and the five fingers are one.

Swish!

A flame emerged in the palm of his hand, fluttering and swaying, like gold casting.

The storm all around was gone.

In Xia Huang's heart, a golden flame spread out, and the veins stretched and spread, turning into a majestic tree and taking root.

Countless battles,

Finally subdued Fuso Tianhuo!

Turbid breath came out of his mouth, and Xia Huang restrained his breath.

Silence returned to the stone hall.

In the heart of the star core in the body, the vitality is condensed like a cloud, rich and thick, as if it will drip water droplets.

After a month, subduing Fusang Tianhuo is also the ultimate tempering and baptism for Xia Huang's body. Moreover, the abundant energy gathered in the Heavenly Fire was also absorbed and refined by Xia Huang in this process, and the effect was even better than that of the spirit stone cultivation.

The one hundred and eight meridians in Xia Huang's body have all been opened.

The thickness of the vitality has jumped to 990 inches.

At this moment, if Xia Huang wants to break through, he can jump to the spirit body realm anytime and anywhere.

But now, it's not time for a breakthrough.

Xuanmai Realm, the distance limit, there is still a distance of ten inches.

With a wave of his hand, putting away the flames, Xia Huang stood up.

After staying in the stone hall for nearly a month, his hair was scattered and scattered.

With his hair tied up at random at the back of his head, Xia Huang stepped out of the stone hall.

In the woods of Fengyang Ridge.

Zhuo Yufeng sat on the rock, leaning his back against the trunk of the tree, hanging his head, little by little, and it seemed that he was about to fall asleep.

Xia Huang has been in the stone hall until now, and Zhuo Yufeng and the people in their secret hall have also been guarding here for nearly a month.

"Stinky boy, you're about to fall asleep again!?"

In the midst of the low scolding, a tall figure appeared beside Zhuo Yufeng, dressed in a black robe, with sleeves dragging on the ground like bat wings, majestic and tall, and revealing a mysterious aura, it was the master of the Dark Hall, Wei Wuji.

"Oh, the hall master is here. Zhuo Yufeng raised his eyelids and said with a lazy expression.

"Where is the sword, there is no movement yet?" Wei Wuji asked.

Zhuo Yufeng shook his head slightly, and then thought sideways, "It should be soon." ”

Wei Wuji said: "Today, the people in the pavilion who arranged the smoke hall and the hall to fight with Chu Lichen of the Mujing Palace, I don't think these two people have much chance of winning. At that time, I'm afraid you'll have to pick a time to go back to the pavilion. ”

In the face of Chu Lichen, the Sword Pavilion has lost too many games, and the people in the Pavilion are a little unable to sit still, as a young arrogant man in the forefront of the Sword Pavilion, Zhuo Yufeng has to think about playing.

"The people of the Mujing Palace, are they really so strong?"

With his hands on his head, Zhuo Yufeng took a blade of grass in his mouth, looked in a certain direction, and said, "Just wait for that person to come out." ”

"Huh?"

As they were talking, their eyes suddenly froze.

A figure walked out of the pit.

Xia Huang's expression was calm, and he slowly stepped out, and his body spontaneously exuded an invisible aura, so that the people in the dark hall stationed in the woods couldn't help but look over, and their eyes showed admiration and respect.

"Sword ......"

Even Wei Wuji, who was the master of the Dark Hall, was all in his heart.

Seeing Xia Huang coming, Zhuo Yufeng couldn't help but straighten up and sit up straight.

"Alas, it seems that the gap is getting bigger and bigger. ”

Spit out the blades of grass in his mouth, and Zhuo Yufeng sighed in his heart.

"Now, how is the pavilion?" Xia Huang looked at Wei Wuji and the others and asked.

Zhuo Yufeng grinned and said with a smile,

"Now, it's time when you need it. ”

The main altar of the Sword Pavilion, on the square of the martial arts.

Gongsun Hao, Song Li, and the hall masters and other cadres sat down according to the case and gathered together.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, the gun roars like a dragon, and in the field, the two figures are fighting and fighting.

Chu Lichen faced the disciples of the Xingtang.

This is the second battle of today's exchange of ideas and exchanges.

Just now, the Yantang disciples had just finished their exchange with Chu Lichen and ended in defeat.

Chu Lichen is dressed in a blue robe and has an elegant temperament, and in the past few days, the impressive results of consecutive victories have made him more confident and calm.

Boom!

Another fierce collision.

The Xingtang disciple staggered back, but the speed at which he retreated was not as fast as Chu Lichen's gun. With a clear sonorous sound, the iron spear in Chu Lichen's hand galloped like lightning, and the tip of the spear pressed against the chest of the disciple in the hall.

"I lost. ”

The Xingtang disciple sighed gloomily.

"Concession. ”

Chu Lichen put away his gun and stood and saluted.

Among the people of the Sword Pavilion, the atmosphere was a little silent and depressing.

Defeated again!

Chu Lichen was not arrogant about the victory, on the contrary, although he won, he also behaved elegantly and politely and respected the opponent, but the more this was the case, the more uncomfortable it made the people in the Sword Pavilion feel uncomfortable and depressed.

Song Li coughed lightly, looked at Gongsun Hao, and said, "Or, that's the end of today?"

Gongsun Hao touched his beard, his face was slightly embarrassed.

"Elder Song, don't you have two disciples? We have already seen Chu Lichen's demeanor, but the other disciple has not yet shown his skills, otherwise, we will select a few young people in the pavilion to learn from this disciple, young people, should also communicate more. ”

Just as Gongsun Hao was about to agree to Song Li's proposal, an elder of the Hall of Elders suddenly said.

He set his sights on another disciple of Song Li, Ruan Qing.

The elder was also a little anxious by the defeat, and he was bent on saving face through a victory. The east is not bright and the west is bright, since the enemy is not Chu Lichen, then try another disciple, maybe this female disciple is less powerful, and if she can have a chance to win back, it can also be somewhat comforting.

As soon as this elder said this, the people of the Sword Pavilion did not react, and the faces of Song Li and Chu Lichen had already changed.

Something seems to be wrong.

The elder seemed to have said something that should not have been said.

"What, if you can't compare to Chu Lichen, you want to get back from me?"

Ruan Qing's cold voice rang out.

These few words, like frost, instantly froze the atmosphere of the scene. Although, the Sword Pavilion Elder did have this thought, but it was completely different when Ruan Qing said it on the spot.

This Ruan Qing is obviously an extremely arrogant person.

These days, she has not been in battle, she just indifferently watched Chu Lichen fight with the young disciples of the Sword Pavilion, it was not Song Li's deliberate arrangement, nor was she inferior in strength, but in her eyes, she had long since taken the young disciples of the Sword Pavilion in her eyes.

"Ruan Qing, the Sword Pavilion Elder is also kind to let you young people communicate more, how can you say that?" Song Li frowned and said.

"Hmph, am I wrong?"

Ruan Qing flicked his sleeves and got up, his eyebrows were raised, his eyebrows were full of coldness and arrogance, and he said: "I can't compare to Chu Lichen, so I hit the idea on me, do you really think that I, Ruan Qing, am a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will? Since I call myself Sword Pavilion, I should always be above the way of the sword, there is something unique, and now it seems that hum, that's it." ”

"From this point of view, I don't know how long the word 'sword' of your pavilion can bear it?

Ruan Qing's words pierced his heart and showed no mercy.

Gongsun Hao, the faces of everyone in the Sword Pavilion changed.

However, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are indeed inferior to others.

Looking at Ruan Qing's cold and arrogant appearance, her strength is compared to Chu Lichen, I am afraid that it is only high and not low, if you want to find a field from her, then don't think about it.

Song Li also shook his head with a wry smile, this Ruan Qing is a mine owner at home, and he also has a lot of background in the Mujing Palace, and he is used to being arrogant, even he, the elder, does not dare to speak too seriously.

The atmosphere of the scene became a little cold.

"Who said that our Sword Pavilion can't afford this name?"

"And you, what qualifications do you have, and what are your uniqueness in the way of the sword, to judge the Sword Pavilion?"

At this moment, a voice broke the silence and depression of the scene.