The third wave of flame circles exploded violently, and all the spirit beasts that were stained with flames were all blown up and wailed.

The flame circles emerged endlessly, and from a distance, from Xie Ziwen's body spread out in waves, and his whole person seemed to be bathed in firelight.

The power of the flame circle was stronger and stronger wave by wave, and by the time the sixth circle came, all the spirit beasts had become seriously injured and hammered to death, dying.

Zuo Mo's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly wanted to recall the seriously injured spirit beast, this spirit beast was raised from childhood to adulthood, and each one was worth a fortune.

As long as you don't die and return to the soul blood space, there is still hope for life.

"Can you get away? a bunch of brutes want to hurt me too!"

Xie Ziwen, who put his hands together, looked at Zuo Mo's actions with cold eyes, and his palms were burning with flames, and he waved six times in a row.

Bang bang!

Six giant palms composed of flames appeared out of thin air, completely blasting Zuo Mo's spirit beast into pieces, and there was no corpse in it.

Zuo Mo had a distressed expression on his face, he couldn't imagine that Xie Ziwen was so resolute that he would kill all his spirit beasts.

A resolute look flashed in his eyes, Zuo Mo's hands began to change, the extremely complicated handprint, and a piece of soul blood jade on his chest slowly bloomed with dazzling light.

A terrifying momentum emanated from him, making people feel a faint pressure.

"Eighth-order spirit beast, it's a pity that you don't have a chance to summon it!"

In a flash, flames flickered behind Xie Ziwen, and the air seemed to be burned wherever he walked away.

The two seventh-order spirit beasts hurriedly rushed towards it, wanting to buy time for Zuo Mo to continue, Xie Ziwen laughed fiercely, and his body disappeared out of thin air.

Unexpectedly, he broke through the barrier of the two spirit beasts like this, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Zuo Mo's face.

"Nine-winged Demon Ape, come out!" Zuo Mo finally completed the last handprint, and his face looked extremely pale.

A circle of light appeared on his chest, and a terrifying momentum emanated from it, and a beast roar came out.

The sound waves were terrifying, Xie Ziwen bore the brunt of it, and almost blew it away, steadied his mind, and looked at the nine-winged demon ape that had poked out his head.

Xie Ziwen roared angrily and said, "Give me back!"

The bright light of the fire above his right palm appeared again, and the flame was dazzling and boundless, making his palm feel like he was holding a small sun.

Bang! A palm was imprinted on the head of the nine-winged demon ape, and the nine-winged demon ape let out a painful cry, and was beaten back by him, and the aperture began to slowly close.

Poof!

Summoning an eighth-order spirit beast would have consumed a lot of spiritual power, but now that the summoning failed, Zuo Mo's face was completely pale without any blood, and a bloody arrow spit out from his mouth.

The whole person is crumbling in the air, and he looks like he is about to fall at any time.

Xie Ziwen sneered and said, "You take your own humiliation, don't blame me for being ruthless, go back!"

The palm flame gathered again, and it was fiercely printed towards Zuo Mo, this is going to be imprinted, Zuo Mo will have to cultivate for at least half a year.

Five days later, the ring battle is completely out of chance, and the future of the whole person may be ruined.

Whew!

At this moment, a dazzling purple sword qi flashed with electric light, and quickly swept towards the two of them.

The timing of the person who made the move was very accurate, and it happened to be the moment when Xie Ziwen's palm was imprinted, neither later nor early.

Let Xie Ziwen have to give up the attack and turn around to defend against this wisp of sword qi.

Bang!

Xie Ziwen turned around and slapped his palm on the dazzling sword qi, which instantly shattered and turned into a little starlight.

The sword qi is not too strong, but the power of the artistic conception attached to it is very powerful, Xie Ziwen was not prepared, and his body retreated several meters slightly.

Zuo Mo hurriedly took advantage of this opportunity and fell to the ground, and the same door next to him immediately took out the pill and injected vitality to heal him.

Stabilizing his body, Xie Ziwen's eyes swept down like lightning, looking at Xiao Chen, who was still wielding a knife in the field, his expression was cold, and he fell to the ground with a whoosh.

"You, a low-grade martial king, dare to make a move on me, are you tired of being crooked?"

Facing Xie Ziwen's angry shouting, Xiao Chen said calmly: "It's just a competition, there's no need to kill them all." ”

When he and Zuo Mo Pingshui met, they were far from the point of helping, but looking at this person's attitude of not taking the people in the Four Kingdoms seriously at all, he was dissatisfied.

Since you can help, you can help, it doesn't matter, just treat it as a good fate.

When Xie Ziwen heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's really interesting, when did a low-grade martial king dare to teach me a lesson like this." ”

"It seems that you have been sitting in the well and watching the sky for too long, and the elders have not told you some truth? Today I will kick your parents and teach you how to respect the seniors from the Jin Kingdom!"

Clap!

After Xie Ziwen finished speaking, he waved down, and the giant palm of flame condensation, with a scorching temperature, slammed towards Xiao Chen.

Flutter!

Xiao Chen got up and jumped, above the purple light blade, the lightning flashed, and the blade was lifted upward, and the flame giant palm was split in half in an instant.

Quickly scattered around, turned into dots of starlight, and disappeared into mid-air.

Xie Ziwen's face changed slightly, looking at the flickering electric light on the blade, his eyes gradually condensed, this guy's cultivation is not very good.

But the artistic conception of thunder is not ordinarily strong, it is comparable to his artistic conception of fire, and it seems that it takes seventy percent strength to defeat him.

Dance of a Thousand Fires!

Xie Ziwen snorted lightly, and bright ribbons of flame appeared on his fingertips, and the figure quickly swept towards the sky.

A moment later, it flew more than five hundred meters high, and the ten finger-sized flame belts were instantly stretched into six or seven hundred meters.

Xie Ziwen's ten fingers fluctuated slightly, and the flame belts, under the refraction of the sun, danced gently like ribbons, and looked at it in the blink of an eye, extremely beautiful.

The seven or eight hundred meters long flame belts staggered up and down in the air, like strips of color exercises dancing in the wind.

With Xie Ziwen's control, the flame belt quickly wrapped Xiao Chen inside.

The flames were far less attractive than they seemed, and sensing the terrifying temperature, Xiao Chen's thoughts of testing it with his physical body were all gone.

Bang Bang Bang!

The blade with the power of thunder slashed at the flame belt, as if it was hitting a blade, making a ping-pong sound and sparking countless sparks.

Xie Ziwen sneered, the speed of his finger dancing increased a little again, and his figure kept changing positions in the air as Xiao Chen advanced.

As a result, Xiao Chen wanted to break away several times, but was completely brought back by a few flying flames.

Laugh at!

Xiao Chen gasped at the corner of his mouth, held the right hand of the blade, and was gently rubbed by the flame belt, and was immediately burned and painful, and the blade almost came out of his hand.

Whew!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Ziwen's index finger gently turned in a circle, and the flame belt at the end immediately tied a knot and pulled directly towards Xiao Chen's right face.

Not only did he have to defeat Xiao Chen, but he also had to teach him an unforgettable lesson, letting him know that some people had some things that he was not qualified to manage with his identity.

Clang!

Xiao Chen felt a chill in his heart, this guy was really ruthless, holding the Moon Shadow Knife, and the lightning flickered and knocked the flame belt out fiercely.

Looking at the scalded wound on the back of his hand, Xiao Chen thought about it, it seemed that there was really no way, he was observing.

The streamers kept flying in the sky, and Xiao Chen's figure jumped quickly with the dancing of the streamers, and his body flipped sideways, or up and down, or left and right.

The Moon Shadow Knife swung from time to time, spreading out some of the flame belts that really couldn't be avoided.

Everyone below stood up unconsciously, looking at the long flame ribbon flying in the air, and couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

"What kind of martial arts is this, why is it so strange, it is completely trapped in it and can't get out. ”

"With such a skillful flame manipulation technique, this Xie Ziwen's artistic conception of fire has really reached an unbelievable level. ”

"I don't know how Xiao Chen will face it, I feel completely incomprehensible, this Dance of a Thousand Flames will disperse in advance unless it is launched. Once I'm covered, I think I'm basically going to fail. ”

"This may be a martial art in the ancient period, and the entire Tianwu Continent is the only place where there is a complete inheritance of ancient martial arts, otherwise it wouldn't be so weird. ”

Everyone talked about it, and they were amazed by this strange martial art.

Many of them imagined what they would do if it were Xiao Chen, and whether they would do it better than Xiao Chen.

But you can get the result, but you are a little disappointed, unless you interrupt the other party at the first time, or surpass the other party in vitality, you can directly cut off the flame belt.

Otherwise, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

"See how long you can last!"

Seeing that he couldn't really hurt Xiao Chen, Xie Ziwen's heart couldn't help but become a little irritable, after all, in his opinion, the other party was just barely enough for him to make a move.

If it goes on for a long time, he can't do it, and even if he wins in the end, it doesn't seem to match his identity.

The index finger suddenly began to fluctuate regularly, and the five flames were on the outermost, suddenly forming a column, firmly covering Xiao Chen.

The innermost five, however, condensed together, shot towards the biao, twice as fast as before, almost giving people no time to dodge.

Xiao Chen's face was not shocked, but he was happy in his heart, and finally waited for this opportunity, and put the Moon Shadow Knife directly into the sheath with his right hand.

A cyan force quickly poured into the palm of his hand, before the condensed flame belt was about to get closer.

With a slight side of his body, his right hand grabbed it violently, and a cyan dragon claw suddenly appeared, holding the flame belt fiercely.

Plop!

The dragon's claws gripped the scorching flame band, and let out a fierce friction, and clusters of sparks splattered out of the surrounding area.

Xiao Chen had tested the temperature of the flame before, and knew that the flame was not as terrible as he imagined, with his physical fitness, with his full strength.

Just hold back the scorching heat of the temperature, and grab the scorching flame belt unscathed.

Xiao Chen had been waiting for the other party's opportunity to condense the flames for a long time.

Blood Flame Boots Secret Method, Open!

With a soft drink, the lines on the boots under his feet bloomed in an instant, and Xiao Chen's speed suddenly reached four times the speed of sound.

The figure flickered backwards, Xiao Chen grabbed the five flame belts, and completely jumped out of the garden cover, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.