Chapter Seventy-Three: Fire Wins
, Now it's a physical collision Huo Cangming stared coldly at the Dugu Sword in front of him, and said coldly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Then his arms were raised, and the words were in his mouth, and the flames circling on his body were actually like substance, and a condensed flame actually stood behind the fire.
Although Dugu Jian was blindfolded, such a powerful coercion made him feel dangerous, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, the iron sword in his hand floated in the air, and an astonishing coercion erupted from his body.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect. β
Countless iron swords appeared above Dugu Jian's head, dense and numb, with Dugu Jian's gesture, an iron sword shot towards the iron sword in the middle, as if assembled, into a huge black long sword, the blade exuded a trace of coolness.
Dugu Jian's finger was a little towards Huo Cangming, and the giant iron sword flew towards Huo Cangming, the speed was not fast, but there was no way to dodge, Huo Cangming's eyes were solemn, he knew this move.
He is also from a martial arts family, even if the fire family is now down, but there are still some things to know, this 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect' is the special martial art of the patriarch of the Dugu family, with the unique true qi and exercises of the Dugu family, condense ten thousand long swords, and then combine them with the special iron sword of the Dugu family, which is amazingly powerful.
"Nine suns pass through the sky. β
Huo Cangming roared, and nine small suns appeared above the head of the flame giant, connecting into a line, and hit the huge iron sword, and Huo Cangming was not idle, and when he stepped on his feet, most of the ring was surrounded by flames, forming a sea of fire. Huo Cangming stepped on the fire, and his speed was a few points faster than before, and he went straight to Dugu Jian's chest.
Dugu Jian pointed a finger, and the huge iron sword headed towards the nine small suns, while he himself floated in mid-air, avoiding being injured by the sea of fire.
The two collided, and a huge rumbling sound sounded, and the entire Panlong ring shook, and the solid floor of the ring had long been shattered by this terrifying coercion.
The huge iron sword also changed back to its original appearance, Dugu swordsman made a move, the iron sword returned to his hand, and then the humanized streamer struck at the rushing Huo Cangming, the long sword and the iron fist collided together, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye appeared on the ground, and then exploded, Dugu Sword took a few steps back, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he communicated with the sword, and began to collide with the nine suns and the iron sword, although the nine suns were scattered, but his' Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was also disintegrated, he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and now it was a melee collision, and the internal injuries suppressed in his body erupted, making him a little uncomfortable.
"Admit defeat, I know you must still have the strength to fight, but you should know that you can't beat me without the secret training of the family inheritance. Huo Cangming looked at Dugu Jian who was holding his chest and said slowly, his words were full of seriousness: "What's more, the loser can play another guarantee match, if you fight to the death with me now, I'm afraid you won't have enough energy to deal with the guarantee match." β
When Dugu Jian heard this, he tore off the strip of cloth covering his eyes, looked at Huo Cangming without the slightest emotion in his eyes, and only after a long time did he say quietly: "I remember you." β
After speaking, Dugu Jian jumped off the stage, there will only be more and more masters behind, with his strength, it is basically impossible for the guarantee game to have an accident, he suffered a loss at the beginning, because he didn't understand, and the other party's understanding of him is much deeper than his own understanding of him, Dugu Jian is confident that after the next encounter, he will defeat this Tianjiao called Huo Cangming.
"Huo Cangming of the seventy-third wins, please step down. The voice of the middle-aged man in the robe came.
"Thank you, Deacon Lee. Huo Cangming smiled and arched his hand to the middle-aged man in the green robe, and then jumped off the stage.
This middle-aged man in the green robe named Deacon Li smiled and nodded at Huo Cangming, the Holy Pole Gate is transcendent, but he will still have a good impression of the gifted juniors with good manners.
The position of the deacon is not high in the Holy Pole Gate, nor is it low, it is one level lower than the elders, but Deacon Li is different from those ordinary deacons, he is in charge of recruiting disciples, and it seems that he does not have much power, but every young man who enters the Holy Pole Gate from the outside will pass through his hands, on the way to the Holy Pole Gate, this Deacon Li is to teach those who are selected to cultivate, most of the disciples of the Holy Pole Gate will call him Li Banshi, and he is very respectful to him, so his status in the Holy Pole Gate is no worse than some ordinary elders, plus he has the cultivation of the four grades of the Martial Sect, as long as he can be promoted to Martial Honor, he will naturally be promoted to an elderγ
"No. 67 Zhan Tai Ran'er vs. Wu Ming of No. 54. β
Zhan Tai Ran'er was wearing a light water blue skirt, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, tied with a water blue silk, the hosta was lightly pulled, the tip of the hairpin hung down like a small chain of water droplets, a slight shake was like rain, the best silk material moved slightly with the action, like the first bloom of the light plum, not luxurious but quiet. The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, clear and beautiful, there is a natural freshness to carve, especially the charm between the eyebrows and the lips, elegant and gentle, the view is kind, and the expression is warm but a little indifferent.
And Wu Ming, who was standing opposite her, was still wearing a face towel as always, Shi Shiran stood on top of the Panlong ring, as before, without any weapons, looking at Zhan Taiyue opposite with his hands on his chest, this indifferent appearance made many people in the audience boo.
You must know that this Zhan Tai Ran'er is a big beauty, her strength is also very strong, and she is at the peak of the six grades of martial arts, what kind of trouble is she making so indifferent.
"Wu Ming, making a move has always been a move, including the master of the six grades of martial arts. β
Zhan Tai Ran'er lightly opened her lips and said this, with a little curiosity in her beautiful eyes.
"Anyway, why are you covering your face? Aren't you good-looking?" Zhan Tairan'er tilted her head and said softly.
The words made Wu Ming, who was standing, chuckle, but Wu Ming did not speak, but looked at the girl named Zhan Tai Ran'er with interest.
"What a strange person, but you can't knock me down with one move, it will be very shameful. Zhan Tai Ran'er said with a smile.
When she heard that her opponent was this Wu Ming, she knew that she would definitely lose, and the terrifying record could make his opponent not have the slightest fighting spirit, not because he didn't dare or anything else, but because it was often a move, so that any of his opponents had no confidence to fight, the gap was too big.
Wu Ming shook his head, did not speak, stretched out his palm and waved it lightly at Zhan Tai Ran'er, signaling Zhan Tai Ran'er to attack.
Zhan Tai Ran'er snorted, a long sword appeared in her hand, the lotus foot stepped lightly, and shot towards Wu Ming, who was standing there, his body was as light as a butterfly, and he danced extremely fast.