Roar!

A circle of dazzling white light burst out along the blade in Zhao Wuji's hand.

The Zhao family's ancestral martial arts secret method: Tiger roar!

The white light was like glass, and the black flame dragon that was speeding up stopped for a moment in the air, and then Zhao Wuji soared into the air, performing the secret martial arts secret method of the Zhao family, and jumped to a height of dozens of meters in one step, and the long knife in his hand slashed out.

The flame dragon opened its mouth and spewed out black flames.

The blade, the flame split in two.

Worthy of being the top master of the Zhao family, although Zhao Wuji only has the martial arts cultivation of the Xuan realm, his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary Xuan people, and even such a torrent of flames can be slashed with one sword.

It's a pity that this black flame dispersed but did not extinguish, split into two strands in front of Zhao Wuji, rushed to Zhao Wuji's back, and then closed behind Zhao Wuji's back.

The flames formed a circle, enveloping Zhao Wuji from all sides.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji was no longer visible in the flames.

From a distance, it looked like a black cocoon, enveloping Zhao Wuji in it.

Only one voice came out of the flame cocoon, "Zhao Peng! Get out of here quickly! Even if this thing is not a ghost god, its strength will not be too far behind that of a ghost god! With the strength of you and me, it must not be the opponent of this thing, if you hesitate again, I am afraid that even you will not be able to escape!"

The high temperature in the cave increased again.

Zhao Peng never thought of turning around and running away, he just didn't expect Zhao Wuji to push him away, and he was pushed back dozens of meters by surprise, and now that he has reacted, he naturally won't listen to Zhao Wuji's escape from here, Zhao Peng not only did not retreat, but killed him again!

The flame was originally an intangible thing, and this cocoon naturally couldn't trap Zhao Wuji in the air like a basket or a bird's nest. And Zhao Wuji only had the strength of the Xuan, and he did not have the martial arts magic power that could fly in the air as rumored, so after the power of the tiger step dissipated, he had already fallen to the ground.

The raging flames that surrounded Zhao Wuji's body also fell.

Rumble!

A thunderclap suddenly sounded at Zhao Peng's feet.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was worried about his life, and Zhao Peng didn't care about hiding his tracks, so he directly cast the Thunder Nine-Step Secret Method, supplemented by the heaven-level martial arts arrow from the string, and his body was like an arrow, bursting towards Zhao Wuji.

When he got closer, he saw clearly that the black flames surrounding Zhao Wuji were surging constantly.

Obviously, Zhao Wuji was not immediately burned to death.

Rumble!

Another thunderclap rang out.

After Zhao Peng took the second step of the nine thunderous steps, his figure had already come to Zhao Wuji's side, and without saying a word, he used the ancient martial art Cold Ice Palm, condensing the cold qi derived from the ancient ice seed lotus seed in the palm of his palm, and blasted out towards Zhao Wuji's black flame cocoon.

The cold qi attached to Zhao Peng's palm, converging into a cold palm that was more than a foot long.

Boom!

The rolling flames were actually blasted out of a gap by the cold ice palm.

Through this gap, you can already see the figure of Zhao Wuji surrounded by flames.

Zhao Wuji danced the long knife rapidly, and the shadow of the knife was bursting, impermeable to the wind, and splashing water could not enter. It was by relying on this overlapping sword shadow that he was able to block the attack of the flames and not be burned to ashes. However, the physical strength of a warrior is limited after all, once he is tired and sleepy, he can't dance the long knife in his hand, or the speed of the blade dance slows down, then he will definitely let the black flames burn on his body, and eventually he will die!

"Why aren't you leaving?"

When Zhao Wuji saw that Zhao Peng was back, he exclaimed, "Could it be that you have to die here to be reconciled?"

"How did Uncle Wuji know that I was going to die here?"

Zhao Peng's expression was as usual, and he rushed to Zhao Wuji's side, grabbed Zhao Wuji's shoulder, and the cold air in his palm surged.

In the past, when Zhao Peng was fighting against people, he used his cold ice palm to invade the enemy's body, making the enemy's body stiff, and even freezing the enemy's body, and then killing the enemy.

This time, Zhao Peng directly let the cold qi attach to Zhao Wuji's body, forming a layer of frost like ice armor, protecting Zhao Wuji's body.

"What is this?"

Zhao Wuji looked down at the cold ice on his body, and was about to ask again, but Zhao Peng grabbed his shoulder and shook it hard, his body rose from the ground, and flew into the distance.

"Uncle Wuji doesn't need to worry, this kind of flame can't hurt me in the slightest!"

Zhao Peng stood in the center of the raging flames, and continuously unleashed the ancient martial art Ice Palm, shattering the black fire cocoon that had already been blasted out of a gap.

One by one, the black fire, like the petals of a flower, fell to the ground, burned on the gravel soil, and burned with a beeping sound.

"I thought that these black flames would turn into a huge fire man, and after transforming into a flame dragon, they would become real ghosts and gods, and they would definitely be extremely powerful. Unexpectedly, the flame on the Yan Dragon's body was not much different from the flame on the Yan Ghost's body in the end, although the flame was more than ten times hotter, but the essence of the flame was almost the same, and it did not become a heavenly fire......

Zhao Peng resisted the flames spewed out by the fire dragon towards him, turned his head with ease, and said to Zhao Wuji in the distance: "Uncle Wuji, you can rest assured in this battle! This flame dragon seems to be aggressive, but in fact, it can't hurt me at all!"

Zhao Wuji replied to Zhao Peng flawlessly.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was already a little dumbfounded.

How can it be!

With such a strong black flame, how could it not hurt Zhao Peng in the slightest?

Zhao Wuji felt infinite emotion in his heart, slowly raised the pitch-black long knife in his hand, stared at the pitch-black blade, and was speechless for a long time, but his eyes were extremely shocked.

This long knife is made of cold iron, and the material is extraordinary, although it is not a peerless treasure, it is also a very rare weapon in the Seven Kingdoms of Middle-earth.

But even such a weapon can't stop the power of Black Flame!

Just now, Zhao Wuji was surrounded by a black fire cocoon, and if he was not careful, he would be attacked by the flames, and he would be burned to ashes, and he relied on constantly waving the long knife to keep himself from being burned by the flames. Although he was not injured, the cold iron blade had been burned red by the black flames, and it almost melted into the flames!

Fortunately, Zhao Peng's rescue was timely, and the blade had not yet melted into molten iron, but the blade was slightly deformed.

I think that when Zhao Wuji asked someone to build this long knife, it took seven days and seven nights to calcinate it with the flames of the blast furnace before melting the cold iron of the casting knife material......

Zhao Wuji's gaze shifted back and forth between the blade and Zhao Peng, and he was less and less worried about Zhao Peng in his heart, but he sighed more and more: "Zhao Peng's strength is so strong! Even this kind of Yanlong can't help him...... However, he was able to stop this Yan Dragon, most of the time because of the restraint of fire and water, if he hadn't cultivated this kind of martial arts secret method that could condense frost, he might not be able to get benefits in the hands of Yan Long. The people of the Hai family and the refining family, the martial arts secret method cultivated may not be the martial arts secret method of the fire attribute, and when Zhao Peng and I face the masters of the Hai family and the refining family, it may not be like now. ”

Thundered!

Flame giants rolled endlessly in the magma.

"You can actually block my flames with cold air! I want to see how much Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi is stored in your body, how much physical strength you have, and how much Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi can be induced to low-grade the rolling black flame I release......

The Yan Dragon shook itself in the air, and its body suddenly became slender, increasing several times from a length of tens of meters, and half of its body actually sank into the rolling magma.

This Yan Dragon actually wanted to use the firepower in the magma to turn into a black flame and burn Zhao Peng!

As long as the magma flame is not extinguished, the black flames spewed out by the Flame Dragon will be continuous!

When the fire spewed towards Zhao Peng, Yanlong even waved his claws, setting off a huge wave of magma fever in the sea of magma fire, turning into waves of tides and rushing against the walls of the cave.

The walls of the cave were hit by waves of surging magma like a tsunami, and they collapsed one by one, and the surrounding rocks rumbled and fell.

Zhao Wuji stood in the distance, and he could already feel the ground under his feet shaking.

If it is developed in this form, it will not take long for this karst cave with a radius of thousands of meters deep underground to collapse.

And Zhao Peng's uncle and nephew will naturally be buried alive in the depths of the ground.

"Zhao Peng!

Zhao Wuji was no match for Yan Long, so he had to stand in the distance and shout: "This Yan Dragon is very cunning, it wants to destroy the entire cave and bury you and me alive here!"

"He has such an IQ! Yan Long is formed by the convergence of the flames left by eighty-one Yan Ghosts after their death, and his strength is many times stronger than that of Yan Ghosts, and his wisdom is far superior to that of Yan Ghosts......

Zhao Peng's heart froze, and he thought: "Could it be that the Yan Dragon is not transformed by the Yan Ghost, but the eighty-one Yan Ghosts I encountered before were originally differentiated from this Yan Dragon? If it weren't for the fact that water can overcome fire, and I have an ancient treasure like Ice Seed Lotus Seed with me, I'm afraid I would have been burned to death countless times!"

"However, the Yan Dragon is transformed by flames and has no physical body, how can it carry eighty-one bronze bells to this karst cave deep in the depths of my Zhao family's Hundred Beast Wilderness? Obviously, this big array is not arranged by this Yan Dragon, and most of the people who arranged this array are Black Flame Eighteen Horsemen!"

"The Eighteen Horsemen of the Rui Kingdom Black Flame can really control this Yan Dragon, and their strength must be above this Yan Dragon. This Yan Dragon is already as strong as a terrifying horse, what kind of realm should the strength of the Black Flame Eighteen Riders be? If it is not this Flame Dragon, but the Black Flame Eighteen Horsemen waiting here, how should I fight the enemy?"

"Not to mention the Black Flame Eighteen Horse, this Yan Dragon alone is already very tricky. Now the Yan Dragon has sunk its tail into the magma flames, and with the help of the endless magma flames, it is clear that it wants to have a protracted battle with me. If I can't think of any other way, I will surely die in the flames when my physical strength is exhausted and my Xuan Qi is exhausted. ”

"But if I turn around and run away, how can I be willing!"

Many years of imagination swept through Zhao Peng's heart like a tide.