Chapter 35: The Burning River

Wen Yu's face turned bloody, because he couldn't imagine how a junior seeking the Dao Realm could manage to step at such a level as a hundred meters in one step.

Even he ...... It is only the essence of three steps in the seven ember steps, and each step is only twenty meters away.

The Seven Ember Steps are extremely difficult to learn, and the success rate of performing them is extremely low.

If the footwork is out of order, the ring of fire disperses, and it is very likely that you will not be able to step out of a single step.

At the moment of life and death, Wen Yu thought to himself that he would never use such a spiritual step.

And this kid actually stepped into success in one step.

The three masters and apprentices behind the boulder opened their eyes one after another, looking at the sword-wielding black-robed young man between heaven and earth, and rushed forward without fear of life and death.

The Autumn Water Sword in his hand emitted a radiant light, and the Autumn Water Sword with extremely strong water spirit attributes was ...... at this moment Burned.

The intense frost water emitted from the sword body quickly evaporated into a rising mist.

The palm holding the sword was constantly red, and between the slight turn of the wrist, the soaring mist emitted a blazing high temperature, and with a low roar from Bailian, the mist turned into a rushing python.

At the same time, the battle axe in the hands of the huge mountain corpse demon was still swinging.

Thundered!

The dark clouds above the sky fell under this earth-shattering axe, and a terrifying shock fell directly under this shocking axe.

A dull and oppressive explosion of air exploded.

The few humans who were sucked up to the highest point by the powerful suction force directly exploded into a cloud of miserable blood in the black cloud on the axe before the tomahawk completely fell.

Like a python's sword qi clicking, under the broken battle axe, the python's head was cut like tofu, and a thrilling huge incision was made.

The blade of the Qiushui Sword trembled wildly, as if it would break at any time!

The circle of fire under Bailian's feet was suddenly extinguished, and the sword qi python was already on the verge of collapse.

The tomahawk had not yet fallen, and he could not take it.

If he didn't retreat, his corpse demon body would soon be like the highest mortal body, and it would be blown into pulp.

Brian glanced at the deer who was swept above him by the headwind, and his gentle eyes had long been replaced by a ruthless look.

Fight to the death!

No refund!

Huge tomahawks rumble and slash in!

The scarlet scarlet of Brian's eyes spread, and there was no longer a distinction between the whites of the pupils and the whites of the eyes, and the entire eyeball was replaced by a blood-like color.

"Ahhhh!!!h

From his mouth, a roar that did not resemble a human erupted, and he stepped on it fiercely, and it was a full seven steps of fire-colored aperture.

Rise!

Seven explosions!

Brian's body was wrapped in a full seven rings of fire, and even the black robe that Jinsheng had given him with special materials also burned at this moment.

The flaming Qiushui sword slashed out horizontally, and the fire light above the blade merged into the air python.

The frost-white qi machine suddenly burned into a fire dragon like the fiercest fierce oil in the world.

The cracked python's head quickly merged in the raging fire, and roared fiercely, illuminating the dark night and slamming into the tomahawk wrapped in black clouds.

The black cloud, which had been disturbed by the demonic qi and became incomparably powerful, evaporated into the sky and dispersed under the fire python inch-by-inch explosion.

The fawns that were pulled out of the sky and the remaining surviving humans also fell back to the ground.

With a trembling hand, Brian took out the glass umbrella on his waist, infused it with spiritual power, and threw it backwards.

The handle of the umbrella fell before everyone fell into the earth.

Under the control of the exquisite spiritual power, the umbrella surface was opened with a bang.

The surface of the umbrella emits a faint glazed glow, gentle and powerful.

Under that light, the fall slowed down and slowly fell to the ground.

The fawn crawled on the ground, the golden net on its body became tighter and tighter, the beast's eyes were tearful, and its eyes looked at Bailian under the tomahawk worriedly, fluttering vigorously.

Behind the boulder, looking at the sword qi that rose to the sky, the python rose into the sky with the momentum of bathing in the river of fire, Wen Yu's back had already collapsed straight and straight, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

His throat couldn't help but be dry and itchy, and he trembled and said, "Burn...... Burn...... The Burning River Sword Technique!It's actually my Taixuanzong's Burning River Sword Technique!Who is this kid?!"

The female disciple beside him had a slightly confused face, and there was a faint excitement and shock in the confusion, and she couldn't help but ask, "Burning River Sword Duel? What is that? Is it very powerful?"

Wen Yu's expression at this moment could no longer be described as shocking, and layers of hot sweat had already appeared under the palm of his hand.

His gaze had long been replaced by that piece of fire, and his eyes were eager and fanatical: "Burning River Sword Technique, that is a set of sword techniques created by the Sect Master of Taixuan Sect, even if it is me, I don't even have the qualifications to take a look, this kid who is just seeking the Dao Realm, how can he know the sword technique of the sect master!"

Who the hell is he!

There are only a few disciples of the inner sect of Taixuan Sect who are qualified to learn the Burning River Sword Technique, and he knows which people they are.

But this young man in front of him, he is undoubtedly the first time he has seen it.

The black clothes burned with red flames like blood, and the fire circle around Bailian was inextinguishable, like a god of war in fire, and his scarlet eyes stared directly at the huge corpse demon in front of him.

His skull cracked open under the heavy axe wind, and scarlet blood snaked down the bridge of his pale nose, giving people a different kind of bloody and handsome feeling.

He couldn't see what realm strength the corpse demon in front of him was.

I only knew that I was as small as a speck of dust in front of him.

He knew that the next moment the tomahawk fell, he would definitely be devastated!

He was so close to death, but for some reason, his heart was fearless, and his eyes looked directly at the other party's huge red pupils like lanterns.

The sharp fangs poked out of the lips and teeth, and above the handsome and fair face, there were red blood lines, and the blood lines were like small blood snakes that were alive, densely producing ancient characters that could not be understood.

Brian raised his sword, the sharp tip of his sword pointed straight at the battle axe, and a word of corpse erupted from his mouth that no one could understand.

The voice was terrifying, and Wen Yu seemed to see a monstrous sea of blood in the power of this word, which almost made his entire head boil.

For a moment, there was a feeling of madness and self-loss.

The emerald corpse bead that emitted a ghostly light from the mouth of the giant corpse demon suddenly dimmed, as if it was suppressed and shocked by some natural enemy, and it became dark and dull.

The huge axe that sank in his hand froze for a moment, slowly stopping three inches above his head.

The heavy mountain-like body seemed to be frightened by something, and it took two steps back with a bang.

The scarlet light in Bailian's pupils dispersed with the seven faint fire rings on his body, and his eyes seemed to be distracted.

The water sword in his hand slipped weakly, and the whole person was on fire and fell down.

The fawn screamed excitedly and wanted to rush over to catch his body, but he was restrained and couldn't move at all.

The glass umbrella lost the spiritual blessing of its owner, and could no longer slow down its fall, and with a loud bang, Bailian fell to the ground fiercely, smashing into a big pit, and the smoke and dust were filled.