"This ......"

Hearing Xia Yang's reprimand, Nameless was shocked, and only after a long time did he sigh lightly, smile bitterly, and stop speaking.

And Nie Feng had an indescribable sense of grievance in his heart, although he knew that what Xia Yang said was the truth, these people of different races in Dongying did harbor evil intentions and tried to cause trouble in the Central Plains, but he still instinctively felt that it was too cruel.

As for Bu Jingyun, he stared at Xia Yang expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to burst with sparks, and his heart seemed to be filled with infinite battle intent!

No matter how they pounced, they could not extinguish the terrifying flames, and if they dared to urge the True Yuan to resist, it would be like adding fuel to the fire, and the flames would be even stronger.

The power of the flames spawned by the four extremities of the heavens, with the ferocious aura that devoured everything, burned everything, and let them each learn to resist the fire, but it was also in vain. The air was so hot that it was so hard to breathe that it almost suffocated to death!

Among them, although the two or five boys have been quietly hiding behind, trying to get through the tricks, how can this person escape under the indiscriminate coverage of the heavenly fire?

"Purple Electric Tianluo!"

Burned by the flames, under the panic and severe pain, the desperate heart hurriedly transported this self-created mastery, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and the purple electric true yuan flowed wildly in the meridians, fighting against the fire around him!

Purple Electric Tianluo also belongs to the masculine martial arts, when he urged the true yuan, his body and muscles swelled rapidly, and the magma-like flames in his body flowed endlessly, which was extremely weird, and it faintly resisted the scorching of the heavenly fire, and slowly absorbed the flame qi around his body.

"Huh?" Xia Yang didn't expect Juexin to have this kind of ability, so he couldn't help but sneer, and focused on beckoning this guy.

He flicked his fingers, and a little flame bounced straight from his finger to Absolute Heart, and as soon as the flame fell on Absolute Heart, it immediately burst into flames, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible howl: "Ah......"

The pain of being burned by the flames is simply beyond the imagination and endurance of ordinary people, and while desperately screaming, the eyes that looked at Xia Yang were full of horror, anger, distortion, unwillingness, resentment and many other emotions. But in the end, he could not resist the pain in his body, and despite the flames around him, he fell to his knees and shouted with all his might: "My lord, spare my life......"

It's just that after two or three breaths, the sound stopped abruptly, and the desperate heart was directly burned under the added ingredients and turned into ashes.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and everyone present fell into the situation of burning at the same time, and it was too late to take care of themselves, how could they take care of their desperation?

The only one who wasn't cared for by the fire was the Imperial Shadow alone.

Seeing that the grotto turned into a sea of fire, the masters of this trip, including the eldest brother emperor, all died and injured under the firelight of the Liaoyuan fire, although he asked himself if he was not a person from the same way, but these people were his clansmen anyway, how could he be indifferent!

"You are so vicious, if you have the ability, you will decide the winner in an open and honest way, what kind of hero is it to hurt people with flames?"

Under the fury of the Emperor Shadow, the stunned sword came out of its sheath and erupted with a fierce aura, and the "Crazy Broken Intestines" of the seven-style sword intent emitted an indestructible golden sword qi, slashing directly at the location of Xia Yang and the Fire Qilin, wanting to repel this man and beast and create a way for the clansmen to survive.

With the golden sword qi and seven-style sword intent alone, Huangying has already achieved the title of "Dongying's No. 1 Swordsman", invincible Dongying. The master is lonely, the knife is more lonely than the person, and in the absence of an opponent, his silence has never had a chance to get out of the sheath. However, in front of Xia Yang, a peerless martial god with shocking strength, he was stunned if he was out of his sheath, but he was afraid that he would not even have half a chance of winning, and finally took out the knife with anger.

"Golden Sword Qi, not bad!"

Xia Yang's eyes lit up, his body was impartial, and he used his palm as a knife, and he also swung out a huge and narrow knife, with a blazing sun, like a sharp blade cutting his face, to meet him.

The sword gang collided with the golden knife qi, the tomb was like a violent wind sweeping, there was a strange sound, the wind was swept into the fire, the wind helped the fire, the fire increased the wind might, the wind and the surrounding fire fused into one, and immediately made the power of the heavenly fire increase several times again.

Under this surging red flame, the emperor and the others, who were still struggling to resist and struggle, could no longer support it, and the flames on their bodies were blazing, and a scream of ghost crying and god wailed from their mouths.

How terrifying is the power of the Four Absolute Heavens? Even a Heaven and Man Realm martial artist may not be able to resist it. What's more, the strongest of these people is like Huangying, and now he is only the peak of the Great Grandmaster, and in front of him, he is really no different from a local chicken and a dog.

For this group of ambitious Dongying people, Xia Yang has no idea of talking nonsense with them at all, and it is impossible to win and let go like a nameless, and dare to come to the Central Plains to stir up the wind and rain, then directly kill them all, leaving no trouble!

As for Huangying, this person was born as a sword and fought for himself, and his personality can be described by two words: conceited and unyielding, righteous and thin. Out of his appreciation for this person all along, Xia Yang was intentional and did not kill him.

In the plot, the other party fought with Nie Feng, and when he felt that Nie Feng had no intention of fighting, he stopped at the right time and made an appointment to fight again another day, just to divide the winner under a fair battle.

During the Dragon Slaying War, he was trapped in the Heavenly Gate and imprisoned by Emperor Shakti, but when he could get out, he took the initiative to challenge God Shakti. After that, he didn't take it when he got Long Yuan, and he didn't bother to use Long Yuan's power to improve his skills, and only hoped that he could achieve something in martial arts.

And he treats his friends very sincerely, and he is very committed to it, in the case of mistakenly thinking that Shenfeng is the son of Nie Feng, for a promise, he takes care of it carefully, and even does not hesitate to give up his arm, which can be said to be a real martial artist.

In some ways, Imperial Shadow's martial arts ideas were purer than Xia Yang's. In this spirit, heroes cherish heroes, and Xia Yang naturally doesn't want to easily kill such a figure that he admires. Even if he wants to kill, he has to fight with him in a fair environment, and now he crushes the opponent with strength, bullying the weak with the strong, and winning without force!

The Emperor's blow didn't work, and he was about to strike again, but in his angry gaze, the Emperor and dozens of Dongying masters were instantly turned into ashes in the flames, and they were completely buried in the foreign land of the Shenzhou Continent.

"What a peerless martial god, he was so cruel, and then he took Lao Tzu and slashed him with a knife!"

Under the anger, the imperial shadow slashed with a knife full of grief and indignation, like a fierce beast out of the cage, with fierce momentum, vertical and horizontal. The left knife, the right knife, the front knife, the back knife, chaotic and disorderly, unexpected. A series of more than a dozen knives slashed towards Xia Yang from all directions through the flames, the knives were split in the air, the wind was loud, and the golden knife qi was all over the wilderness, as if he was going to cut him apart.

"In terms of cruelty and viciousness, you Dongying people are a hundred times better than my Central Plains, and this seat is just treating others in their own way!"

Xia Yang snorted lightly, flicked his sleeves, and extinguished the Heavenly Fire, and at the same time, with a flip in his hand, the Heavenly Mandate Knife was already in his hand, and said lightly: "Huangying, I think you are a real swordsman, and this seat will use the sword technique to understand your seven-style sword intent for a while!"

After finishing speaking, his body moved, and he got off the back of the unicorn, and slashed out with a knife.

Huangying's "Seven Styles of Sword Intent" originated from the fact that his wife and daughter had died and admonished each other, but he was unswervingly committed to the path of the sword, and was created with his own seven emotions and attitudes. In fact, it is a knife with love, every move, every style, is his most sincere and profound feelings, and it is also his true interpretation of the true meaning of life. Its power is so strong, the tricks are exquisite, and it is even on the "inexplicable grief" sword move realized when he lost his wife namelessly.

And the Silent Knife is the sharpest and most difficult to control in Dongying, and the edge is dim after it is cast, but it is actually an extremely fierce phenomenon. Even the back of the knife handle is also a profit and gold, the blocker is invincible, no one can use it for a hundred years since it was cast, and those who touch it will be injured, until the imperial shadow is pulled out with supreme perseverance and determination, so that it can bloom to the fullest, and the human knife shines brightly, and the human knife is one.

With Xia Yang's current realm, he understands that in the plane of Fengyun, the warriors who simply rely on the sharp edge of the divine weapons are actually not terrible, but the real horror is those warriors who have the same mind as the divine weapons in their hands and the integration of human and soldiers. There is no doubt that the Imperial Shadow is among them!

And although he is not integrated with the Heavenly Mandate Knife and the Human Sword, with his martial arts heart, he can still control this peerless sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the martial arts, not to mention that what he has performed is also a martial arts sword technique that is incomparably compatible with the Heavenly Mandate Knife.

He suppressed his cultivation to the same great master realm as Huangying, and one of the unique sword techniques in the top ten martial arts, "drawing the knife and breaking the water" has been displayed. Although there is only one knife, it has turned into a sword shadow in the sky, and the cold blade is sharp and boundless under the reflection of the firelight, and the quenching light is everywhere, breaking the ground and splitting the ground, and the gold and stone are open.

The Heavenly Mandate Knife swung out a sword qi in the sky, intersecting with the chaotic slash sent out by the Silent Knife, and for a while, the sword light was like a tide, the sword qi was like thunder, and the light and shadow in the sky were staggered, colliding with endless sparks.

"Good knife technique!"

Although Huangying's heart is full of pathos, but he also has to sigh at the wonder of Xia Yang's knife, as a martial idiot, he suddenly soared in battle, the knife intent moved again, and suddenly jumped up and waved the knife to split, the "horizontal eyebrows cold" in the seven-style knife intent, with the awe-inspiring knack of the horizontal eyebrows and cold fingers to the thousand husbands, vowed to cut everything in front of him in two, cut it categorically, and there was no trick. The floating clouds live and die, the sun and the moon have no self, from quiet to cold, from cold to death!

And when the imperial shadow came out of the knife, Xia Yang also followed the knife "Cloud Breaking the Blue Sky", only to see the cold light like thunder and lightning, conjuring the Dao Dao mang, turning into a sky full of light and shadow, brilliant flashing, and the knife light directly covered the imperial shadow holding the stunned knife.

The attacks of the two sides are fierce and incomparable, and the sword momentum is terrifying, looking at Nie Feng, another knife master not far away, his eyes are full of brilliance, and his heart is even more shocked, because any of these two people, his attainments in sword skills seem to be better than him!

In other words, he has no certainty of victory against any of them.

"It deserves to be called the 'Peerless Martial God', even the sword technique is so amazing!"

Huangying's mind was complicated, and in his surprise, he even stimulated the long-hidden battle intent in his heart, and the long knife was horizontal, and he shouted: "Take my strongest knife, ask the sky angrily!"