Li Qingxuan frowned, the wave of fire in front of him surrounded him, and this wave of fire was like fire oil in a siege battle, attached to the water, and burned. Although his high-quality clothes can protect him from water and fire, it can only prevent him from being burned by flames.

The fire was so hot that he broke out in a hot sweat and felt a little suffocated. The pores around Li Qingxuan's body began to exhale some breeze, the breeze became stronger and stronger, turning into a strong gale, the wind blew the fire waves around him swaying, but it burned even more.

The wind helped the fire, which he thought about badly, but he felt that his breathing was better for the time being, and he frowned, but he knew that the fire waves around him were not so simple. The sunmirror on the ground was red by the flames, but it was not burned to the ground, and the material was obviously extraordinary.

However, the bronze mirror on the surrounding wall was beaten by the wave and fell into the fire, and after a while, it was burned and melted and softened, apparently discarded.

In the Tiantai, in a certain courtyard, the picture on the wall in front of Meng Zhizhou flashed suddenly, and there was no trace, and the original form was restored.

Meng Zhizhou frowned and said in a low voice, "The bronze mirrors and prohibitions in that courtyard are all damaged. "The ban in that courtyard was arranged by the characters in Si Tiantai, but I didn't expect it to be broken by Li and Liu.

And those bronze mirrors were also burned by the fire wave known as 'Jishui', you must know that it was a treasure brought back by Mr. Li Mi from Liaodong, which was worth a lot of money, but I didn't expect it to be damaged like this.

In the attic, the short and fat old man looked at the fire wave below, and said in a deep voice: "Although this wave is not as good as the Yu Wang Chao cast by the dragon and tiger real people, it has also reached the dragon and tiger level, and the water and fire are combined, adding more power, it should be Liu Ziming's magic realized according to Yu Wang Chao." ”

The purple-robed old man nodded and said, "Brother Xu is right, this Liu Ziming's talent is really extraordinary, and his understanding is excellent, no wonder he will be accepted by that master, the power of this fire wave is not inferior to the previous mighty thunder, I am really ashamed of the old man, compared with the two of him, it is really a difference between the old man and the two of them." ”

The short and fat old man sighed and said in a low voice: "The old man has lived for so many years in vain, and the two of them are only in their twenties, and they can cast the magic spells of the dragon and tiger level. With the talents of the two of them, they can definitely cultivate into dragon and tiger real people, and even the immortal path is expected, and this river and lake will belong to these young people in the future. ”

The rest of the monks sighed and did not speak again, rather disheartened. The old man surnamed Xu coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoists, let's see how Mr. Daoxuan will deal with this situation, maybe we will benefit from it." ”

When everyone in the attic heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up and they looked down. Below, the flames around Li Qingxuan rose suddenly, and they became even more fiery and ferocious.

Li Qingxuan's eyelids jumped, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he saw a blazing flame with a light yellow color with a deep red color rushing towards him, he now seemed to be stuck in a swamp quagmire, and he couldn't avoid this blazing flame in front of him at all.

Li Qingxuan's eyes froze, the world in front of him seemed to slow down, everything became slow, the tip of the Raven Nine Sword in his right hand was radiant and uncertain, and his left hand pinched a thunder seal technique, ready to go.

This wave of fire seemed to be a tongue that could devour everything, and where it swept away, it was in ruins. The blazing flames unscrupulously expanded its minions, trying to devour Li Qingxuan in front of it.

When this fire

When his tongue approached Li Qingxuan's front door, Li Qingxuan felt as if he had been trapped in a sea of magma and fire, as if he was already in a catastrophe, and he suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

Li Qingxuan knew in his heart that even if he had the Crow Nine Sword and the Palm Thunder, he would not be able to resist this flame, because this flame was beyond the scope of mortal flames, although it was far inferior to the Taoist Samadhi True Fire, but it was not trivial.

At this moment, Li Qingxuan's mind flashed the faces of Cui Luoshuang, his mother, Master, Uncle Jian and others, and he felt that this time he might really hate him on the spot.

At this time, the chill in his heart spread all over his limbs and hundreds of remains, heading straight towards his ancestral purple mansion, but a warm feeling quickly rose from the sea of dantian qi and differentiated into many paths, killing the dying chill in his heart.

After that warmth cut through the chill in his body, he returned to his sea of qi, and from the one hundred and forty-six acupuncture points in his body, a lot of innate true qi gushed out, and rushed towards his dantian qi sea.

His originally somewhat dry sea of qi instantly became very moisturized and returned to its former appearance as if it had rained a continuous heavy rain.

Liu Ziming's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly ducked to the side, but he couldn't dodge it, and his right arm was bruised, and he was directly lifted up by this clear air, and fell backwards, and directly hit a wall, and the Yuwang ruler in his hand also fell to the ground.

The wall was nearly a foot thick, and it had been reinforced by Si Tiantai's people with secret methods, and it was extremely solid. Although Liu Ziming's body is far superior to that of mortal martial artists, he is not a cultivator who specializes in body refining.

He slammed into this wall hard, and suddenly smashed dozens of green bricks, he snorted in pain, and spit out a lot of blood in his mouth, the corners of Liu Ziming's mouth twitched, his brows furrowed, he first picked up Yu Wang's ruler, and then stood up with difficulty against the wall, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

The scene in the attic suddenly reversed, and they couldn't react for a while. The purple-robed old man said in surprise: "That clear qi ...... What kind of supernatural power is it, so powerful?"

The short and fat old man and the old man surnamed Xu glanced at each other, shook their heads and said, "The speed of that clear qi is too fast, I didn't see it clearly." The other Kanli monks present also shook their heads, none of them could see the clear qi clearly.

Suddenly, a disciple of the old man surnamed Xu pointed down and said, "Look!" Everyone suddenly stretched their necks and looked down. saw Li Qingxuan flick the Taoist coat on his body, and then took the sword and headed towards Liu Ziming.

His steps were a little frivolous, as if he was seriously ill. In fact, the clear qi just now had drained a lot of the true qi from Li Qingxuan's body, and his current dantian qi sea was almost dry.

Li Qingxuan now feels like a person who is about to die of thirst, and his whole body is like a tree that is about to die, in urgent need of a rain. In the fight just now, he took a few breaths of hot air, and he didn't feel anything at the time, but now he felt as if his body was about to be set on fire, which was very uncomfortable.

Liu Ziming coughed a little, his body was covered with blood, and he looked quite miserable; he felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he was about to close them, he pinched himself violently, cheered up, and said slowly: "Mr. Li is a step ahead, and I am deeply impressed by him!"

Li Qingxuan looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Brother Liu's Taoist supernatural powers are the only ones I have seen in my life, and I admire them very much!" Liu Ziming smiled bitterly, and looked behind Li Qingxuan, only to see ruins everywhere, and even the ruins and broken walls were burned to ashes by the fire just now.

Liu Ziming showed a smile on his face

, gasping and said: "Although my 'Jishui' borrowed external force, but I can exert the power of the dragon and tiger level, I also die without regrets, fortunately, the forbidden enchantment of Si Tiantai is not bad, it did not hurt innocent people, and it did not violate my bottom line." ”

Liu Ziming paused and said: "I have been cultivating in the mountains since I was a child, and I have also come into contact with many junjie, but I am not as amazing and brilliant as Mr. Li.

"Actually, since that day when you killed those two gangsters in order to save a little girl, I knew that you were not an ordinary monk. Later, you killed Ren Lingfeng, who had cultivated into a flying sword, and I thought I wanted to fight with you at that time, but I felt that it was unfair to you at the time, so I delayed it for a while. ”

Liu Ziming stopped when he said this, he closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Originally, I thought I could win, but who knew that I lost to you, but I can fight with you this time, and I have no regrets, you can do it!"

When Li Qingxuan heard this, a light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately slashed at his neck with a sword. Liu Ziming only felt a cold chill coming towards him, and he felt a biting chill in his neck.

Li Qingxuan's Crow Nine Sword slashed through the one-foot-thick courtyard wall, and stopped in front of Liu Ziming's neck, cutting off only a few strands of his long hair. Liu Ziming suddenly opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Why are you merciful?"

Li Qingxuan returned his long sword to the sheath, chuckled, and said, "Why did you kill you? If it were me, would you do it?" Liu Ziming opened his mouth and didn't speak.

Li Qingxuan glanced at him and said lightly: "I won't kill you because you didn't have the killing intent to kill me from the beginning, but that Ren Ling Feng is different, he hasn't seen me yet, so he wants to put me to death, you two are different." Liu Ziming raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Li Qingxuan smiled and said, "That world-famous sword, the White Deer Knife, is yours? This knife is worth at least 1.1 million condensing talismans in the Baicao Hall, which is already more valuable than that pair of silkworm gloves, Brother Liu is so generous! On that day in the Baicao Hall, I bid for the treasure of the eight-clawed dragon, but was rejected by Tong Shaodong's family. ”

"At that time, I had no other treasures, and I wanted to sacrifice this Crow Nine Sword at that time, but who knew that Brother Liu gave me a big gift, and Tong Shaodong's family also repeatedly asked for your opinion before agreeing to add the White Deer Sword to my name. Hearing this, Liu Ziming frowned, but still didn't speak.

Li Qingxuan said again: "At that time, I didn't guess that this person was you, and it wasn't until Tong Shaodong's family went to me to apologize that I woke me up." I guessed that you helped me that day, and such a kindness is really not small. Therefore, even if it is even this time, they do not owe each other. ”

Liu Ziming glanced at Li Qingxuan fixedly, and said self-deprecatingly: "At that time, I just felt that I was really bullying you when I was fighting with you, who knew that this white deer knife actually changed my life, it was really unpredictable!"

As he spoke, he laughed a few more self-deprecatingly, and the laughter became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible, and he fainted in excitement. Li Qingxuan shook his head when he saw this, and immediately turned around and left, and he had just walked a few steps away when he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Li Qingxuan gritted his teeth, used the Crow Nine Sword as a cane, and staggered to his feet, but it took a lot of effort to barely stand up. He used the Crow Nine Sword as a cane, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground again.

After half a burnt incense, he squatted there on his knees, gasping for breath, and then he sat there directly, closed his eyes slightly, transported the remaining true qi, and began to practice luck, repairing the nearly depleted dantian qi sea.