Wonderful, always very interesting.

Xiao Feiyang's whole body was covered with sweat, he didn't stop, and he couldn't stop. Yue Qinghai is right, what he needs is will, what he needs is endurance. So far, his Ten Swords of Optimism have swung out nine swords, and they have not hurt Hua Weixiong at all, he can't find a way to defeat Hua Weixiong at all, he can only rely on the Seven Star Footwork to kill Hua Weixiong's energy and make him tired.

However, as a result of this, I am also exhausted.

It is not self-serving to harm others.

But in the absence of any other way, this is the way.

Hua Weixiong is not easy, passive defense is not an easy thing in the first place, his body is also wrapped in sweat. He didn't know how strong Xiao Feiyang's endurance was, this mysterious young man had too many incredibles, if he continued like this, even if he wasn't injured by this young man's Heavenly Sword, he would be exhausted to death by his seven-star footwork.

This thought flashed through Hua Weixiong's mind, and it made him make a very decisive decision.

He didn't want to hurt this young man, not because he was a fellow cultivator, but because this young man had the Immortal Clan's Heavenly Sword, and the True Yuan in his body had the True Yuan obtained according to the Immortal Clan's cultivation techniques, which showed that there should be some kind of relationship between this young man and the Immortal Clan. So, he didn't want to hurt the young man.

However, like Xiao Feiyang, Hua Weixiong's heart is also entangled with a mentality at the moment.

Originally, he just wanted to see the strength of this young man and learn more about his origins. Or through the competition to find some clues he wants to know. However, now, these thoughts have been completely erased from his mind, and the only thing that comes to mind is that he can't lose to this young man.

Living in human beings, many ideas have been assimilated by human beings. If you are close to Zhu, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black, and the reason is so.

As soon as he thought of this, Hua Weixiong suddenly put away his sword. No longer tired of tracking, no longer searching for Xiao Feiyang's figure.

In front of Xiao Feiyang, the coercion of the sword intent suddenly disappeared. There was no threat, and Xiao Feiyang naturally stopped the seven-star footwork.

He wants to take this opportunity to get a respite and recover some of the lost true element.

The sudden calm, like the calm after a storm, seemed very eerie, but so peaceful. The winter sun is sprinkled on the ground without any vitality.

Hua Weixiong raised the warm sword in his hand again. This sword did not swing towards Xiao Feiyang, it was not an attack, but it broke through the sky far away. With a heart-rending sound, the air in the sky was instantly torn apart, and a powerful stream of heat shrouded the sky. The warm sword suddenly burst into a burst of joy, like a dance song singing about spring, and then the kabuki danced, and the voice was tactful and melodious. The voice, which seemed to be in front of me, came from the distant sky, soothing and long, leisurely, flying out of the warm sword, but returning to the sky.

Then, the warm sword flashed, and it was a drop of water. The water droplets overflowed, embedded in the song and dance, but it was as if the notes were embedded in the staff, jumping up and down, and then splitting into the cracks in the air.

Then, all of a sudden, it started to rain in the sky. At the beginning, the light rain was dripping, like the spring rain intended to bathe the dirt accumulated in winter.

Xiao Feiyang sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his divine sense analyzed the starlight entering his body, and then transformed into the true element.

He didn't care about these rain threads at all, and even thought that this was just a technique for Hua Weixiong to consolidate the true yuan. It's just that when he was engrossed in absorbing the starlight, he felt that after the rain fell into his body, at first, it was a comfortable comfort.

The rain gradually gathered and formed raindrops, but instead of flowing underneath his body, they were attached to his body like magnets.

The rain is getting heavier, and the raindrops are starting to get heavier. Xiao Feiyang's body was instantly wrapped in rain.

Between the two, there was only a distance of three or four meters, and Xiao Feiyang's divine sense didn't need to be too powerful, and he could have seen the existence of the other party. However, as the rain gradually became heavier, it seemed that his consciousness was obscured, and at first he was able to detect the figure of the other party, but slowly, he disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Feiyang's heart tightened, and he felt that the situation was wrong. Giving up absorbing Starlight, the ability of divine consciousness is instilled to be extremely powerful, but he still can't see the other party. At this moment, those rains are no longer rain, they are a fire, an invisible flame, so that Xiao Feiyang's whole body is being roasted by a heat wave.

As long as his divine consciousness is sent to the surface of his body, it is evaporated, or burned, by this invisible heat wave.

Xiao Feiyang opened his eyes, but he couldn't see Hua Weixiong's body, the rain was too heavy, and even if he was close, he couldn't see the other party.

"What kind of magic are you?" Xiao Feiyang blurted out in a hurry.

Hua Weixiong replied from where he was: "Ambush on all sides." ”

That's right, this is an ambush on all sides. However, it is not the original move of the warm sword. Back then, the sage kept the warm sword in the Hua family, but he only taught two moves, that is to say, the warm sword's moves were only two moves. Although there are only two moves, it has condensed countless changes. It's just that because the cultivation is very low, but the connotation of these two moves can't be better played, and the moves of the warm sword have always been very mediocre, just two simple moves, and there is no more powerful connotation to play.

However, cultivation cannot be improved overnight, but moves can be created. After thousands of years, the Hua family finally created a third move according to the sword intent of the warm sword, which was the trick that Hua Weixiong performed just now: ambush on all sides.

Xiao Feiyang stopped talking, because he knew very well that he had inadvertently fallen into the trap designed by the other party. This is not rain, but a means of attack, a move that is simply invisible.

It is fire that will burn him.

Xiao Feiyang stood up suddenly, and with a loud shout, Zhenyuan was launched to the extreme. Then he shook his whole body, trying to shake off the rain on his body.

However, the rain seemed to be enchanted, and the more you shook your body, the more tightly it sucked in, and finally it actually dived into your body. The flames condensed in the rain had begun to rage in his body, flowing through the meridians everywhere, and then began to devour.

To be precise, it's still burning.

Hua Weixiong wanted to destroy his meridians, so that his true yuan and divine consciousness could not be brought into play, and even abolished the meridians that he relied on to practice.

Xiao Feiyang no longer tossed, he knew that it was useless, it was a waste of time. The current solution is to find a way to melt the flames embedded in the body.

His sea of consciousness opened again, and his powerful divine sense followed the meridians to catch the flames that made his whole body seem to burn completely, and he had to discern the meaning of these flames, and then find a way to extinguish them