Luo Liangqiu was naturally in the audience.

The sick boy sat down next to him again, and his complexion looked much better, and his cultivation these days had made his face a lot more ruddy, and he was a little different.

Luo Liangqiu tilted his head and looked at the blood stains on Song Changqing's shirt on the martial arts stage, and felt that his chest was not very comfortable, so he frowned, respecting this Song Changqing is a man, and said to Chen Yi next to him: "I really didn't expect this Song Changqing to be so cruel to himself, he cut off the flesh on his chest and broke the black flame of the tarsal maggot, which is really admirable." ”

Chen Yi nodded, he also agreed, and then replied: "It is indeed admirable, but I have a question, this black flame characteristic, the maggot of the tarsal bone, is there no way to break this?

Saying that, Chen Yi fell in love with Luo Liangqiu, but Luo Liangqiu's expression was not difficult, but he said lightly: "Isn't this simple?" I think with Senior Brother Chen's smart little brain, I can probably think of a way with a little thought, forget it, don't hang your appetite, I have really met a guy who uses this kind of magical power." ”

Chen Yi frowned and asked, "Who?"

Luo Liangqiu seemed to remember some bad memories, his face changed, and then he sighed and said, "It's in the Xuanlun Secret Realm." ”

Chen Yi's brows relaxed slightly, he thought for a moment and said, "After I leave, that is, the people of the Heavenly Feather Sect?"

Luo Liangqiu looked around, but still didn't see the figure, so he said, "That's right, that person is...... Xu Zhaozhao, that is, the Senior Sister Xu that Zuo Yiyuan said, her magical power is the flower on the other side, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, once it is contaminated, it will burn the target to ashes before stopping. ”

"And the way to deal with this kind of magic is very simple, you just don't let it touch you. ”

Chen Yi frowned when he heard this, looking at Luo Liangqiu like a fool.

Luo Liangqiu was a little annoyed by this staring, and said, "I don't mean to run around, and the membrane can't move!"

Saying that, he pulled his skin, Chen Yi looked at it, and suddenly realized.

Luo Liangqiu saw that he understood what he meant, nodded, and said with a smile: "The son can be taught." ”

I saw that Song Changqing on the stage raised the blue fire sword and wiped the blood stains on it, and the green sword body reflected the sunlight as dazzling as the blue fire magic power.

Zuo Yiyuan was shocked by this Song Changqing's actions, his face was slightly pale, he really didn't expect that this Song Changqing could actually play such a hand on himself, his lips trembled a little, and a drop of sweat flowed on his forehead and said: "This is just a game, why bother? Besides, you can't beat me, and now you're injured, I can hurt you once with black flames, and I can hurt you a second time, don't you understand this truth?"

Na Song Changqing laughed, waved the blue fire sword, and used the blue fire magic power, only to see that on his body, there were green flames on the sword, and he smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, take it." ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and the afterimage formed a line, only to see a turquoise line of fire whistling by, only forcing in front of Zuo Yiyuan.

Zuo Yiyuan clenched the white jade short sword in his hand, and seeing that this Song Changqing's momentum was so strong and surging that he subconsciously took a step back.

Then he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly stabilized his Dao heart, and said in his heart: "I can't retreat! That Song Changqing is already injured, and his body will inevitably become weak in my black flame, he is just at the end of the crossbow at this time, and he is just bluffing! Maybe it's just like a 'hero' point of 'death', rising in fame." ”

Thinking about it, this Zuo Yiyuan gave himself a reassurance, his left leg that took a step back moved back, and roared: "Then come on!" Then I saw that the inky black qi that only appeared on his fingers before his hand, that is, the black flame divine power, had actually covered his entire hand, and it was burning.

This Zuo Yiyuan actually left a hand before!

I saw him grabbing forward, only to see the attacking Song Changqing.

Song Changqing, who was wrapped in turquoise flames all over his body, saw the tip of the emerald fire sword stabbing at Zuo Yiyuan's ink-black palm, and at the same time paying attention to Zuo Yiyuan's other hand holding a white jade short sword.

Bang.

I saw that the tip of the blue fire sword was against Zuo Yiyuan's palm, and there was a sound of gold and stone colliding, and the white jade short sword that Zuo Yiyuan took the opportunity to swing was dodged by Song Changqing with a retreat.

The two were tied in the first round, but then the two fought together again.

I saw that after the pine evergreen withdrew a step, his body was in a trance, and the turquoise flame was divided into two, and it turned out to be two identical pine evergreens.

But that's not all.

I saw that the two pine evergreens were divided into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen, in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many pine evergreens have surrounded Zuo Yiyuan in the center, and the turquoise flames rose into the sky, almost making Zuo Yiyuan unable to see the situation outside.

At this time, Luo Liangqiu saw this scene and said with a smile: "This kind of doppelganger spell is boring enough, it is nothing more than using crowd tactics to find out the flaws of the other party, or in order to confuse the public, plan something, after all, the more separate bodies, the weaker they are, because in that case, the less ontological power they will receive, it is really not interesting." ”

Chen Yi smiled when he heard this, and replied, "But the ornamentation is good." ”

Luo Liangqiu looked at the turquoise flames that filled the field and nodded, and said, "Indeed, it would be better if that kid from Gao Yuanshan and this guy fought against each other, just watch a bunch of people fight there." ”

When Chen Yi heard Gao Yuanshan's name, he suddenly remembered the scene where Gao Yuanshan chased Ling Ren with eight mud and sand puppets, so he asked, "Speaking of Senior Brother Gao, Senior Brother Gao's Flowing Stone Divine Power is not like a clone technique, right?"

Luo Liangqiu shook his head and thought about it, touched his chin, and replied: "If you have the magic power of flowing stones, I probably know a little bit, the earth-based magic spell has the characteristic of 'ever-changing', for example, it is similar to kneading all kinds of things with mud and sand, and it can be used by him." ”

"Like what kind of mud and sand giant, the mud and sand puppet and the mud and sand armor are very practical, but there are also shortcomings, such as the functionality that the flowstone magic power focuses on, so the attack is much worse, so the head doesn't personally refine a kun plate for him, but it is also painstaking. ”

"And this pine evergreen blue fire supernatural power, the key is 'the unity of man and fire', which is almost the same as the 'unity of man and sword' that sword cultivation pays attention to, so he can spit out flames, and he can also turn into flames and scatter away anytime and anywhere, or leave a flame clone in place quietly, which is an extremely tricky existence, with a strong ability to escape, and that aggressiveness that cannot be underestimated. ”

"Of course, this blue fire magic power also has weaknesses, maybe because the escape ability of this magic power is extremely strong, so it does not show the characteristics of poor defense of this magic power, but as long as it is fast enough like Zuo Yiyuan, it will take a while for the human form to disperse into flames, and as long as you can hit the other party at this opportunity, then it must be a lottery. ”

"So now that this Song Changqing already knows Zuo Yiyuan, he knows the advantages and disadvantages of his magic spell?" Chen Yi said, asking himself, "Then use the flame clone technique to hide yourself and avoid fighting him head-on?"

"No, no. After Chen Yi said this answer, his brows tightened, he fell into deep thought, and muttered: "Then why did Song Changqing have to fight Zuo Yi far and near, isn't this dangerous......?"

"Oh?" Luo Liangqiu smiled, looked at this senior brother Chen who was good at using his brain, and said, "Who told you that it was 'Song Changqing' who went up to fight with you?"

"What?" Chen Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this.

I saw that Zuo Yiyuan on the martial arts arena was surrounded by hundreds of flame clones, and he didn't panic at all, with an inky black color in one hand and a white jade short sword in the other, he burst left and right, almost letting him kill one when he hit one, and then turned into a turquoise flame and disappeared.

In just a few minutes, the hundreds of flame clones had been cleaned up by him, and there was only one Song Changqing left on the field.

This is the Lord!

Zuo Yiyuan, who had already killed the red eye, frowned, staring at Na Song Changqing, and Na Song Changqing covered his chest with a painful expression, obviously at the end of the strong crossbow.

Zuo Yiyuan laughed, then send your "hero" on the road!

With a search, Zuo Yiyuan's figure flickered, and the afterimage formed a line, and he arrived in front of Song Changqing in an instant.

Na Song Changqing's eyes widened, staring at Zuo Yiyuan, who had already arrived in front of him, with a frightened expression.

That's right, that's the expression.

I won!

The corners of Zuo Yiyuan's mouth curled, and the white jade short sword in his hand was about to swing down.

At this moment, Na Song Changqing in front of him suddenly turned a 180-degree turn in his expression and laughed.

What the?

What is he laughing at?

This is a smile that is in hold......

Don't......?

"That's right, that's right. Luo Liangqiu smiled and said to Chen Yi: "Senior Brother Chen is really brilliant, let me tell you what happened." ”

"The blue fire supernatural power is the 'unity of man and fire', people are fire, fire is people, so this pine evergreen can turn into flames and escape in the air, from the beginning, that is, when flames emerge from his body, that flame is his true body!

"What's more interesting is still to come, after confronting that Zuo Yi from afar, he instantly turned into hundreds of clones, what is the purpose? There are two purposes. ”

"First, he wants to make Zuo Yiyuan have no time to think about more problems, let him continue to fight, so that he thinks he has the initiative, but in fact he is already passive. ”

"Second, isn't the sky-high flames emitted by the many flame clones an excellent hiding place for him? ”

"It's wonderful. ”

Those flame clones who were killed by Zuo Yiyuan, some of those turquoise flames were still floating in the air and had not yet dispersed.

Or in normal times, Zuo Yiyuan will notice these.

But now he doesn't, and he's eager to win.

He had already arrived in front of the "pine evergreen".

And behind him, the turquoise flames that had not yet dissipated had recondensed into a human form!!

That's Song Evergreen!

Zuo Yiyuan's eyes widened.

And Song Changqing smiled proudly at this time, just like Song Changqing in front of Zuo Yiyuan.

Gao Zizhen, who was on the high platform, jumped up and propped himself on the railing, he really couldn't imagine that the guy with a short figure and a proud face would have such a scheming, and the decisiveness when he cut off the flesh on his chest before had already surprised him.

He looked at the real person of Songyang at the gate of the Snow Mountain.

Matsuyo Zhenren's face didn't change much at this time, he seemed to think that the development and reversal of all this was as it should be, and he was not surprised.

Gao Zizhen narrowed his eyes.

This is really a talent on the Snow Mountain Gate.

"Blue Fire Sword!"

I only heard Song Changqing behind Zuo Yiyuan shouting loudly, this must be the magic skill of the Blue Fire Sword.

As he swung his sword, eight turquoise tongues of fire burst out from the tip of the blue fire sword like fire snakes, and slammed towards Zuo Yiyuan.

Zuo Yiyuan didn't have time to react at all, as soon as he turned his head sideways, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and eight turquoise fire snakes, just like real objects, opened their bloody mouths and tore themselves apart.

Bang.

In an instant, Zuo Yiyuan was engulfed by the turquoise flames and burned, and then he screamed in pain and fell straight to the ground.

But the turquoise flame has not yet been extinguished.

Gao Zizhen's eyes widened, looking at the figure in the flames, and clenched his fists.

If this is the apprentice of the master, there is something else......

Suddenly, he paused, feeling that his worries seemed to be unnecessary.

Not sure why.

The protective formation in this ring has not yet been activated.

You must know that the blue fire magic power is known for its aggressiveness and destruction, and it stands to reason that if you are burned by the blazing flames of these eight snakes, ordinary people can directly turn into ashes, and they won't even make a sound.

Rather than like Black Flame, it's a bit like boiling a frog in warm water.

Gao Zizhen seemed to understand something, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and sat down again.

But Songyang Zhenren frowned.

Song Changqing clutched his chest, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily with the Blue Fire Sword, looking at Zuo Yiyuan, who was still burning.

But Zuo Yiyuan didn't make a sound at all.

Dead?

No, it can't be, the protective formation in this ring has not been triggered at all.

So what's going on?

Thinking of this, Song Changqing's brows furrowed like his father Songyang Zhenren.

Suddenly.

All at once.

Zuo Yiyuan, who was still burning by the flames of the eight snakes, stood upright!

It's like a board being jerked up.

How can it be?!

Song Changqing's eyes widened.

I saw that the turquoise flames on Zuo Yiyuan's body gradually became smaller, and then disappeared, replaced by black flames covering his whole body, which was burning.

He tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the back of the eight snake flames he was in, his clothes had long since turned into flying ashes, and his back was already covered with burns and blood, which was miserable.

However, at this time, Zuo Yiyuan felt the unbearable pain, looked at Song Changqing not far away, but smiled, and only heard him say that sentence again:

"It's kind of a skill. ”