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Chapter 63: The Great War

The sword is tense, although they used to be the burning emperor of the burning sect, although they used to be kind to each other, but once they face each other, they will still face each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The figure flashed across the sky, and the tip of the sword condensed by the sharp Xuan Qi easily cut through the air with the assistance of the majestic Xuan Qi, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword had reached the chest of the burning waterfall.

"Bell!"

The black shadow flickered, and the huge heavy sword appeared strangely in front of him, like a thick shield, easily resisting the sharp pale Xuan Qi sword.

A fierce wind suddenly spread out from the junction, shaking the space and causing ripples.

Unexpectedly, Su and his entourage were so anxious, they couldn't help but say something, and they fought directly. As a result, everyone also ran their own Xuanfa and fought!

Not long after the mist was lowered, it was swept away by a cool breeze that did not feel cold, followed by the clear sky and the warmth of the sun. Wake up early and habitually go to the balcony to look at the sky in order to know what to wear today. However, as far as the eye can see, the sky is so blue that one wonders if it is a winter beauty, and if it weren't for the slight breeze mixed with a chill, it would be hard to tell the difference between the seasons. The sun rising in the southeast is still so warm, so warm, so intoxicating. Walking along the winding paths among the green wheat fields and pondering by the babbling bridge is indeed a unique way to enjoy life.

"Whew!"

One move was fruitless, Su and his entourage flicked their wrists, and the sharp Xuanqi sword turned quickly like a strange poisonous snake, slashing across the Burning Waterfall sword, and then stabbed suddenly!

"Ding!"

As soon as the sharp sword flashed over the component, a slender finger quickly poked out, and then with a flick of the finger, a wisp of strong wind hit the sword body with great accuracy, ejecting it away, and at the same time, the component was raised, and it smashed directly at the face of the burning waterfall.

On the side of the body, he easily avoided the attack of Su and his party, the eyes of the burning waterfall suddenly sharpened, the fighting energy in the body surged, and the sword body trembled strangely, and with the uncontrollable tremor of the sword body, one after another afterimages also appeared in front of him instantly.

The wind is blowing, the clouds are moving, and the color of the sky against the direction of the wind carries the message that the rain has passed and the sky is clear. Although the clouds directly above have not yet receded, this is not expected to be the melody of rain, which is nearing the end...... The shadow of the sun was already so clearly reflected above the clouds.

Those clouds in the sky, layer upon layer, layer upon layer, washed away... I'm afraid that this one is really surrounded by the magnificence of the clouds, and can really feel the irresistible and involuntary fear of being blown out by the wind and the thousands of waves set off by the wind, which comes from the fear of this too small creature.

From the very beginning, the rain of the belief passed and the sky cleared, and in a familiar location, a fire quietly ignited, burning this sky incomparably gorgeous. This fire will continue to burn until nightfall, and it will burn to its heart's content, leaving it to fend for itself. The only thing you want to do and what you can do is to appreciate it, and appreciate it from time to time.

Whew!

The Xuanqi sword that drew the arc of the mystery, in an instant, was intertwined with the countless sword shadows, at that moment, the sword shadows suddenly burst out with a strong energy, however, no matter how many the sword shadows, it was difficult to break through the boundaries of the heavy ruler that danced in a strange slow rhythm, like this, just like an overwhelming rain of arrows, meeting the waves in the sea, no matter how many arrows, but they were all swallowed and digested by the waves.

Feeling the strange strength coming from the other party's Xuanqi Sword, Burning Waterfall's face changed slightly, and he could feel that his sword body, hidden in the afterimage, was gradually being pulled closer to the Xuanqi Sword.

However, as soon as the sword shadow appeared, the Xuanqi sword that danced in a strange rhythm suddenly increased its speed, and then a suction burst out, tearing the long sword away from the direction of the attack.

As soon as the long sword attack was biased, the burning waterfall was startled, and just about to make a move, the black shadow in front of him suddenly flashed, and then a palm print mixed with terrifying energy slapped it fiercely, and seeing the other party's attack, the burning waterfall also refused to retreat at all, his face was cold, and the fighting energy on the palm of his hand quickly condensed, and then he unceremoniously printed the palm of Su and his party.

Looking at the sky but not seeing the colors of autumn, my teacher once told me that autumn is golden and yellow, and autumn is the harvest season. When I was a child, the red of the green hills of the tea forest told me that spring was coming, the people playing by the pond told me that summer was coming, the golden yellow of the fields in October told me that autumn was coming, and the snowflakes flying in the sky told me that winter was coming. Writing this reminds me of an essay in my hometown, which is probably about the spring of life, the summer when the flowers are like the sea and the tide, the fruitful autumn and the harsh winter when the snowflakes are fluttering, and I don't write any prosperous sentences, just the change of the four seasons. Now the focus is no longer on picking tea in spring, swimming and playing in summer, picking oranges on trees in autumn, and playing in the snow in winter. The focus has shifted to knitted coats in the spring, miniskirts in the summer, capes in the fall, and boots in the winter. Are times changing, or am I changing?

"Bang!"

The palms of each other, the earth-shattering explosion Lima erupted from the sky, and then the two figures shot out backwards.

The thunderous explosion resounded in the sky, and the overwhelming waves of fire and ice clouds mixed with each other in the sky, and finally swept away in all directions like the churning waves of the sea.

The terrifying waves of fire swept in all directions, and even the chaotic battlefield in the distant sky was also affected, some of the quick ones were able to escape, while some of the slightly sluggish ones were hit head-on by the wave of fire, and immediately, as if the chest had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, a mouthful of red blood mixed with a blazing spurt came out, and then quickly evaporated under the high temperature and fire wave.

Summer nights are quiet and vibrant. Look at the starry night sky, walk on the country road sprinkled with moonlight, face the evening breeze, and breathe in the air full of rice fragrance. The sound of cicadas in the trees and frogs in the pond makes us listen to a touching field song, which has a unique charm. The liveliness of this summer night belongs to them, and there are some plants that listen silently.

The sunlight pouring down from the sky also slowly dissipated at this moment, and the waves of fire were like layers of dark clouds, shrouding the sky over Yunlan Mountain, even if it was sunlight, it was difficult to penetrate this thick layer of fire clouds.

The wave of fire mixed with terrifying energy swept across the sky, except for a few people, all the rest of the strong people hurriedly fell down, for fear of being contaminated by the wave of fire and ending up miserable.

Mutter!

The fiery red clouds swirled around the sky, reflecting a dark red light, imprinted on the jaw-dropping faces in the square, and after a while, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and some people trembled their palms to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, in the face of such a terrifying energy that is almost comparable to nature, even as a powerhouse of the Xuan Master rank, there is a feeling of extreme insignificance and vulnerability.

"Die, burn the line!" "Burning waterfall said angrily with a terrifying gaze, staring at the burning line.

Late at night, I looked up at the white sky, a bright moon hanging brightly in the dark, looking a little arrogant and lonely. A few clouds drifted in the sky and obscured the moon, making it as unreachable as a flower in a moon mirror in water.

"Boom!"

The explosion hit again, and Su and his party were suddenly blown away, and rushed directly to an iceberg a few hundred meters away, and the iceberg burst like an avalanche, and exploded directly!

Countless streams of blood were left from Su Yixing's head, and the entire body was all crimson, like a bloody person!

"The Extreme of Flames - Vortex Yan Tian!"

Su Xuechi finally didn't dare to slack off, and accompanied Su and his party to show the highest level of mystic skills he had mastered so far!

"The Extreme of Flame - Vortex Yan Miasma", the twelfth on the list of Xuan Technique, the fire attribute earth Xuan level advanced Xuan Technique, is the Su family's magic ring in the Xuan Technique, but it does not belong to the "Fu" clan, Su Xue Chi was crazy to improve his strength, when he got the time, he kept cultivating the Xuan Technique, and he was like a melting pot with the pure yang body, all the attributes were accumulated together!

However, although Su Xuechi had a variety of hole cards, with the strength of his eight-rank Xuanzong rank, he could not fight with the powerhouses of the Xuanhuang rank without the help of the power of the Mixed Yuan Ancient Dragon.

Seeing Su Xuechi's sudden move, Burning Hai didn't want to let Su Xuechi go, this kid was not Burning a line, he didn't have to spare the slightest!