The tumbling heat wave has been going on.

The warrior monks who came closer were like small boats floating on the sea, letting the storm and snow rage and drift everywhere.

Many people were blown away because of their lack of preparation and the aftermath of the heat wave.

There were also warrior monks who barely resisted the impact, but most of the hair and clothes on their bodies were scorched, so that the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Of course, these martial arts monks who were originally looking lively are now concerned about whether this Elder Lan can resist this fire attack by the head of the Qinglan Sect.

"Wow! This attack is probably no less than the level of the Spirit Mirror!"

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it? I didn't even know it before I was blown away. ”

"Look again, that blue-purple flame is still burning!"

......

At this time, most of these martial arts monks had been blown away, and they had reached a place a hundred zhang away.

They could only stay in the distance, watching Elder Lan's position, which was being overwhelmed by a cloud of blue-purple flames.

With this flame as the center, there was no one else except Elder Lan and Ling Xiaoye in the distance.

These martial arts monks looked at Ling Xiaoye again and inquired about Ling's situation, but now, Ling Xiaoye didn't seem to have any negative impact at all, not even gasping for breath!

"This young man is in charge, so powerful!"

"This flame is extraordinary, I'm afraid only the strength of the Lingjing can fight it. ”

"That means we've been underestimating this teenager?"

"I can't say that yet, the situation of Elder Lan is unknown now!"

......

Just as these people were talking, in the blue and purple flames, a miserable scream suddenly sounded in the sky.

Yes......

Then they heard a heart-rending roar: "Damn thief, I'm going to kill you!"

Everyone was shocked, firstly because they were shocked by Ling Xiaoye's fierce spell, and secondly, they felt that the anger of the strong man of the Lingming Mirror was just as terrifying.

"Oh no, let's stay out of the way this time!"

"I'll just say it, the situation is unclear, don't rush to a conclusion yet. ”

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, and wait for Elder Lan of the Spirit Mirror, we will suffer again!"

......

The onlookers hurriedly evacuated and arrived two hundred zhang away.

Most of them are Destiny Wheel Realm martial artists, and their eyesight can still see the situation clearly from a hundred feet away.

Ling Xiaoye only smiled slightly when he saw these martial artists retreat.

Now there are no extra people within a radius of two hundred zhang, and he doesn't have to worry about hurting others.

Before Ling Xiaoye could prepare for the next move, his divine thoughts felt that in the blue-purple flames, the aura of the blue elder was violently impacting out.

Sou!

A figure rushed out of the blue-purple flames and stopped fifty zhang away from Ling Xiaoye.

This person was naturally Elder Lan, and at this time, most of the clothes on his body were already burnt black, and in some places, the exposed skin was also burned red.

Elder Lan glared angrily, with that look, it felt like he was going to eat Ling Xiaoye:

"Thief, you dare to play a scoundrel!"

"This is my ability, why is it a scoundrel?"

Ling Xiaoye smiled indifferently and responded.

"You, you...... You actually used the Heavenly Rank Heavy Treasure to sneak attack the old man!"

Elder Lan's anger had not subsided, and the green smoke was still rising from him, which had been continuing.

Facing this kind of person who can't afford to lose, Ling Xiaoye was not surprised, and said: "That move just now, to be honest, I haven't done my best. ”

"You ......"

Elder Lan was choked by Ling Xiaoye's words, and was speechless.

A moment later, the martial monk who was a hundred zhang away heard the conversation between the two, and his mouth opened in shock:

"Didn't do your best? Did I hear me right?"

"Well, this is too good, I didn't do my best to burn this Elder Lan like this. ”

"This bet, it's actually this boy who won!

"It's amazing, with the cultivation of the Life Wheel Realm, this Elder Lan is disgraced and embarrassed, this young man is really not simple!"

At the same time, all the disciples of Qinglan Sect also cheered:

"The head is mighty!"

"I was worried just now, but I didn't expect the head to be as sharp as ever. ”

"So, the elders are very calm, let's not make such a fuss, anyway, the head of the sect will definitely not let us down. ”

......

Ling Xiaoye paused for a moment, and then he asked at this time: "The bet just now, even if I won, as a Lingming Mirror master, you should be true to your word!"

"Fart, where did the old man make a bet with you just now!"

Elder Lan roared angrily, obviously, this old man wanted to pay the bill.

"Haha, if that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Ling Xiaoye smiled, and suddenly cast a phantom body, and the figure suddenly moved behind this Elder Lan.

"Dragon Fist!"

In fact, Ling Xiaoye didn't just cast the Dragon Yin Fist, the demonic touch also rose up, and the black phantom appeared out of thin air, and along with the True Yuan Great Fist of the Dragon Yin Fist, they all snorted towards Elder Lan's back.

"Shameless!"

Elder Lan snorted, and hurriedly turned around and discharged a palm, and an invisible and shadowless pressure came out, meeting the mixed attack that Ling Xiaoye had unleashed.

Burst!

The two Phantom True Yuan big fists seemed to hit an invisible wall, and there was a silent crashing sound.

For a moment, the sound of the two forces colliding began to spread out in all directions like rippling lake.

Ling Xiaoye ignored this sound, shouted violently, and increased the injection of True Yuan mana, and when he landed, the shape of the True Yuan big fist skyrocketed, and the strength was even greater.

Elder Lan gritted his teeth, and also increased the injection of shadowless power.

Ling Xiaoye saw that this kind of melee attack was a bit unpleasant, so he suddenly withdrew his phantom fist and dodged, away from this Elder Lan.

Elder Lan was secretly happy in his heart, he seemed to understand that Ling Xiaoye's strength had been greatly attenuated, and it was just explosive.

But he was secretly happy, because now, the part of himself that was burned was faintly painful. He himself was injured, and the use of Dao Intent Invisible Attacks was a bit of a struggle.

Therefore, Elder Lan himself could not be taken lightly.

And Ling Xiaoye stopped his body, as soon as he closed his eyes, he pushed forward with one hand, and the small pulse eye on his body breathed violently again, and after just two breaths, the mana true yuan in his body began to be full again.

This time, he wants to try and use his own flying knife rain.

Seeing Ling Xiaoye's hand in the air, Elder Lan sneered: "Pretend, you won't be able to cry later!"

After that, the old man waved the Xuanbing short sword with one hand, and quickly made a handprint with the other, and a monstrous aura rose behind it.

(End of chapter)

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