Ye Feng, who was slowly rising into the air, was like a rising red sun, exuding strong light and heat from his body.

The light shone through his body to the outside world, casting a crimson glow in the azure sky. Not only is the sky dyed red, but the air between the sky and the earth is also dyed red under the heat energy.

The air is constantly stirring, twisting, and spreading. When the air is transpired by the heat energy and turns into a trace of mist, and slowly rises into the air, the vast void between heaven and earth becomes unreal.

As far as people could see, the space became hazy, and Ye Feng's body became illusory. By the end, all they could see was a blurred mist, a bright light gradually rising, obscuring all their vision.

The super bright light emits a particularly hot heat. The tumbling heat wave rushed downwards with an invading attitude, instantly causing a high temperature of nearly 300 degrees to appear in the air at a height of more than ten meters above the surface.

The heat energy blew on the surface of his body, causing He Yuting's face to change color. He didn't dare to fight the enemy, so he quickly raised his long sword, and arranged layer after layer of dense defensive light curtains in front of him and on his side.

The sword qi like a spiritual snake crisscrossed in front of him, intertwining into a huge net with more than a dozen layers. After the giant net was formed, the temperature he felt in his body was close to normal, and his uneasy mood gradually returned to normal.

"It turned out to be a silver-like wax gun head, which is not a good color. He Yuting said disdainfully.

However, at the moment when his words fell, Ye Feng, who was suspended in the void, suddenly flashed a strange color in his eyes.

His palm, which was clenched into a fist, suddenly opened, and in an instant, the flames burning on his body more than tripled, and from a distance, he was like a flame giant suspended in the void, unattainable, and could only be looked up to.

The flames skyrocketed, and the light and heat more than doubled in an instant. The rolling heat wave roared like the waves of the sea, hitting the void with a thunderous roar. Thousands of feet of crimson light poured down, each ray of light contained a high temperature of nearly 500 degrees, and the air was completely incinerated into ashes wherever it passed.

This time, the light did not stop at a height of ten meters above the surface of the river, but bombarded the river straight into the water.

In an instant, countless steaming hot gases rose from the rushing river, and the turbulent eastward water turned into boiling water in an instant.

The mist and smoke boiling above the river obscured everyone's view. Although the people who were watching from a distance could not see the scene on the water, they all had a feeling that the mighty river seemed to be drying up under the scorching heat of such heat.

The water level of the river, which is tens of meters deep, drops inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it is only less than ten meters deep. However, even so, the heat energy did not stop scorching the water waves. Thousands of dense rays of light shot into the river, completely turning the little remaining river water into a steaming mist.

What a lot of power it takes to transpire a wide river into water vapor. The onlookers who originally despised Ye Feng gradually withdrew their contempt, and those sword cultivators who were loyal to He Yuting had their hearts tightly clenched.

Now, no one dared to be sure that He Yuting would definitely be able to defeat Ye Feng, and everyone was shocked to think about whether they would be able to survive if they were exposed to such a terrifying heat.

Inside the mist, He Yuting no longer cared about fighting against Ye Feng, but tried his best, constantly mobilizing the vitality in his body, and arranging the next defensive light curtain in front of him.

He was extremely fast at setting up defensive light curtains, but the heat could incinerate defensive light curtains even faster. It was often when he laid out the next layer of defensive light curtains, and the heat energy destroyed the two layers of light curtains, making the defenses on the surface of his body thinner and thinner.

"Kerala", a series of broken glass sounds sounded, and He Yuting was horrified to find that the last layer of defensive light shield in front of him was also completely destroyed.

A rolling wave of qi instantly invaded his body. The hot temperature stuck to his shirt, causing his shirt to burn with a flickering flame.

The clothes and hair burned with flames, which made He Yuting's heart extremely frightened. He desperately released his vitality, trying to extinguish the flame on his body, but found that this flame seemed to have the effect of suppressing vitality, and he was not afraid of vitality, but followed the meridians and went straight into his body.

Not everyone has the Rejuvenation Furnace in their bodies, and not everyone is as invulnerable as Ye Feng. In He Yuting's body, countless granular flames burned brightly, making a beeping sound. As the flames spread along the meridians all the way into his dantian, the majestic vitality that he had always been proud of also burned rapidly.

In just one breath, He Yuting's meridians, dantian, and bones all turned into ashes. Now he has completely become a body that is still gorgeous on the outside, full of creamy and small breath, but there is no grass in his body.

On the ground, in the air, there was steaming smoke everywhere. When Ye Feng withdrew the light and heat like the scorching sun emitted from his body, the crimson light covering the sky gradually dissipated, revealing a sky as blue as the sea.

In the middle of the sky and the earth, the white mist evaporated, slowly rising thousands of meters into the air, and finally disappeared. At the moment when all the fog was shining and revealing the scene below the fog, all the onlookers present stood in place with their mouths covered and frightened.

The Jinsha River, the natural river that is hundreds of meters wide and longitudinal and horizontal, and tens of meters deep, shrouds the entire underground black market, has disappeared. The dry riverbed seemed to have been exposed to the scorching sun for three years and three months, the earth cracked, and the earth smelled dry.

In the hot sand, He Yuting lay naked on the dry river. Although the hair on his body had long been burned by a fire and was as clean as a white chicken, those who were loyal to him still recognized at a glance that the naked man lying on the ground and had lost his life was the fourth senior brother to whom they were loyal to him.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" In the crowd, a Sword Sect disciple who followed He Yuting let out a mournful roar. He rushed into the river quickly, reaching out to grab He Yuting's corpse.

"Stop, if you don't want to die, it's best not to touch him!" In the void, Ye Feng's tongue cracked, and he let out a scolding.

The Haoran Sword Sect disciple was frightened, and suddenly withdrew his arm, staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze, dazed, not knowing what to do.

Originally, they followed He Yuting here to watch He Yuting torture and kill Ye Feng, and even before He Yuting and Ye Feng made a move, they were ready to high-five and celebrate after winning the victory.

However, the end result was very different from what they had envisioned. They never thought that they were obviously watching the play, but in the end they became the role of helping He Yuting collect the body.

All the Haoran Sword Sect disciples brought by He Yuting were all gathered around He Yuting's corpse, looking at the corpse on the ground in amazement. Suddenly, an unbelieving disciple reached out and grabbed He Yuting's corpse, and the moment his palm touched the corpse, suddenly, a cluster of bright flames burned on that disciple's arm, instantly incinerating his entire arm into black ashes.

The disciple hugged his shoulders and rolled on the ground, wailing hoarsely. On his side, all his fellow disciples looked at him in horror, and instead of daring to step forward, they all took a few steps backwards.

"How could this be, how could He Yuting's body release such a strong high temperature!" The many sword cultivators who were standing in the distance and watching all opened their mouths in shock. To this day, many people still can't believe what they see.

The occurrence of strange events made the atmosphere in the venue solemn and tense. Although Ye Feng, the murderer, was still suspended in mid-air, no one dared to speak, let alone look at him more.

Seeing that everyone was standing in place, Ye Feng's solemn gaze slowly relaxed. He didn't say anything in the posture of a victor, but quietly waved his hand at Lei Yang, and quickly galloped away into the distance.

Ye Feng's departure caused the oppressive aura in the venue to disappear suddenly. Finding that Ye Feng, the executioner, had left, all of He Yuting's comrades had the courage to gather around the corpse again.

A sword cultivator who was proficient in fire-attribute swordsmanship, holding a low-level wind-level sword, slowly stabbed towards He Yuting's corpse.

"Hiss", with a soft sound, He Yuting's lower abdomen was slashed open by a sharp long sword. The lower abdomen ruptured, and instead of the normal flesh and blood, a thick magma-like flame flowed out.

As soon as the flames fell on the surface, they scorched the ground into a large black hole. Through the hole in the ground, everyone was shocked to find that the flames had actually burned through the defensive formation above the underground black market, completely leaking the underground black market on the river.

"Shhh

The sword cultivator who was holding a sword to cut through He Yuting's body was even more nervous, and was shocked to find that his favorite long sword had turned into molten iron inch by inch under the scorching flames.

"God, what kind of flame is this, how can you turn the wind-level long sword into molten iron?" The sword cultivator could no longer bear the horror in his heart, and threw the bare hilt of the sword in his hand to the ground in a panic.

Flames flowed out from He Yuting's body, and his body quickly turned into black ashes. All the sword cultivators who saw such a strange scene in front of them couldn't help but shudder again.

Many Sword Emperor powerhouses present asked themselves to be people who had seen the world, but they were shocked to find that everything they saw today was far beyond their cognition, and they could no longer be measured by the common sense they knew.

He Yuting died, and the rest were all the housework of the Haoran Sword Sect. Those sword cultivators who did not belong to the Haoran Sword Sect left here, and those disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect who followed He Yuting here were all panicked and didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of them.

When many Haoran Sword Sect disciples stood helplessly in place, a circle of strange ripples suddenly rippled in the air at a height of 10,000 meters.

The ripples continue to twist and spread, eventually forming a vast black hole with a diameter of several hundred meters.

In the center of the cave, a pair of feet wearing green embroidered shoes appeared, and then a woman wearing a light pink shirt with a top-notch face slowly emerged again.

The woman only took a step out of the void, and she crossed the air at a height of 10,000 meters and appeared in front of many disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect.

Looking at the many helpless disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect with cold eyes, the woman said in a cold voice: "What are you still doing in a daze." If it's okay, go back to the Sands Black Market!"

The woman's voice fell, and all the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect around him fell to their knees as if they had received a holy decree. Everyone bowed respectfully and shouted, "Obey the decree of Senior Sister!"

The brothers are mighty, and it is almost four hundred votes, continue to persevere, one thousand and five hundred votes a week, it is by no means a dream!

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