This secret technique is called "Xuanhuo Liaoyuan", which can compress a certain amount of fire aura to form a unique fire. When facing the enemy, throw it away, but if the opponent is contaminated with this fire, as long as the caster's mind moves, it can be ignited instantly, turning into a sea of fire with the momentum of the prairie fire, and the power is not bad. And "Xuanhuo Forging Yuan Gong" itself is a kind of self-fire aura after thousands of tempering, refining and refining to the pure Xuanhuo exercises, most of the fire exercises have some restraint effect, when encountering monks who practice these exercises, take advantage of the time of fighting, the fire formed by this secret technique into the opponent's fire aura, there will be a miraculous effect of igniting the opponent's fire aura, and even can burn all the way along the aura release path to the opponent's dantian qi sea, which can be described as wonderful.

At that moment, the opponent was desperate, and for a time he had the upper hand, He Lingfeng had no other way, immediately stared at it, and didn't care about anything else, as soon as his left hand was raised, a dark red flame on it immediately rose, and the palm protected by it probed upward, and he held the head of the long stick, and the flames on it spread rapidly along the stick body, and a crimson fire the size of a grain of rice was also hidden in it, and rushed to the opponent's hands holding the stick.

At this time, Han Yuan saw that he was about to break through He Lingfeng's last defensive means, and when he was smiling evilly, he saw that as soon as the other party stretched out his hand, he actually used a strange fire aura that made him unbelievable, and his face couldn't help but change in shock, as far as he knew, the other party was not a metallic single spirit root, how could he have such a pure fire aura in his body.

This change was a surprise to Han Won, but he didn't immediately see what was so good about his opponent's hand, and it stands to reason that he should be careful at this time, but he saw that victory was in sight, but he didn't want to give up easily. And the dark red flame released by the other party, he was confident that no matter how bad his red fire aura was, he could entangle with it. According to the rules of the contest that Qinglan will click and stop, as long as the attack reaches the first three inches of the opponent's vital point, he will win, and he only needs to have a short time.

So, Han Yuan immediately turned his heart sideways, strengthened the exercises, and the strength in his hand was a little heavier, and his red fire stick magic weapon finally broke through the obstacle of the flying sword, and went towards the heart of the opponent's emptiness, and it was immediately when he Han Yuan won.

Six-inch ......

Five-inch ......

Four-inch ......

Just when Han Yuan's face was smiling even more, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the fire aura attached to the red fire stick that was no longer the slightest, and the strange dark red flame covering it was all the other party, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart, but it was too late to make another move, and suddenly there was a hot feeling from his hands holding the red fire stick, which made him feel severe pain, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand, and at the same time exhaled in pain, and the magic technique that urged the red fire stick also stopped, and the red fire stick lost control and fell down.

With a chaotic sound of "clanging", the red fire stick that had been suppressed by He Lingfeng almost breathless a moment ago bounced and rolled on the ground a few times and finally completely lost its movement, as if the dust had settled, this ratio of yellow steps also ushered in the end at this moment, and He Lingfeng's natal flying sword "Taixuan" golden light flowed, and it was hanging three inches above the opponent's head.

"In this competition, He Lingfeng won!" Qingyan immediately announced loudly on the side.

Seeing this scene, the crowd watching the game was silent for a moment,

Erupted into a tsunami-like cheer, "He Lingfeng! He Lingfeng ......"

At this time, Han Yuan turned a deaf ear to the noise in the field, and was looking at He Lingfeng with a complicated face while shaking his hands constantly, unwilling, doubtful, painful, and remorseful...... After a moment, he asked with some uncertainty, ignoring the sharp pain still coming from his two hands, "Are you......?" A body of fire and gold?"

He Lingfeng smiled and was noncommittal. Of course, he knew that the body of fire and gold was referring to the collective name of the Twin Spirit Root Cultivators who possessed both fire attributes and metallic properties in the cultivation realm. Since the other party mistakenly thought that he had this kind of physique, he was too happy not to explain, and the secret of his Five Elements Spirit Root must not be easily exposed. And he used the fire system technique in a hurry just now, exposing the fire spirit root other than the golden spirit root, although it was an accident, he immediately thought of the double spirit root.

But seeing that the other party hadn't gotten rid of the fire he had formed with the method of "Xuanhuo Burning the Plains" in his hand, he just pointed to the palm of the other party's hand and said, "I'll help you remove the secret technique, right?"

Han Yuan didn't seem to appreciate it, waved his hand and said, "Although it's really difficult, I have my own way to solve it." This time I'm in a hurry, and you won't be able to please it next time. Hmph!"

He Lingfeng was bored with himself, slightly embarrassed, and shook his head slightly.

At this time, the voice in the audience became quieter, and Qingyan smiled and continued.

"Next, I announce! This year's Blue Meeting, the winner of the Yellow Rank Competition, the disciple of the Elder of the Hall of the Deacon of the Wanhua Immortal Sect, He Lingfeng! After Qingyan finished speaking, with a wave of her green sleeves, a small jade bottle flew into He Lingfeng's hand.

He Lingfeng thanked him, smiled slightly, stood on the stage, and saluted everyone with his fists.

"The second one, the disciple of the Divine Fire Sect Elder Purple Fire Dao People, Han Yuan! ”

Han Won took the magic weapon of the black and red lupine fan, smiled reluctantly, and also saluted all sides.

"The third person, the disciple of Elder Aoki of the Tianyi Sect Muxing Hall, Zhuo Fan. Give the Xuanjie Nine Rank Sword Cultivation Method "Sword Record". Since Zhuo Fan was not present due to cultivation, the reward will be collected and handed over to the ...... by someone from his sect."

He Lingfeng's blue-blue and yellow-level ratio ended in this unexpected succession, and he felt like he was dreaming when he walked out of the ring with the pill.

And he didn't notice that in the referee's seat, which was twenty zhang away from the ring, one of the several high-ranking members of the Eight Great Sects had been staring at him with a strange look from the moment he used the Fire Attribute Technique. It wasn't until he stepped out of the ring that he withdrew his gaze and whispered "Interesting...... in his mouth

When he returned to the grandstand of his sect, he was naturally greeted by a fellow disciple full of joy.

Master Wang Fugui looked pleased, stretched out a pair of fleshy hands, patted him on the head, squinted and smiled, "Good boy, I really have a long face for my king and our Wanhua Immortal Sect." ”

And the two senior brothers also looked happy and serious and took out a pair of black and shiny leather boots and a purple spirit fruit and gave it to him, naturally it was the bet in the garden that day, stepping on the cloud shoes and the purple cloud fruit, He Lingfeng originally thought that winning the first bet would belong to him was just a joke of the two senior brothers, but he didn't expect the senior brothers to be serious. There is a way in the cultivation realm that "there are not too many treasures", and after a little excuse, he was no longer polite, and accepted it after thanking the two senior brothers.

Although the competition of the heaven, earth, and Xuan orders in the next few days has little to do with him, there are still other senior brothers in the sect to participate, and he also wants to take this opportunity to witness the duel between the Jiedan monks, and it will be of great help to him to advance to this level with more insights and insights in advance. So he watched the following competitions without falling.

Previously, because he was busy with things related to the competition, He Lingfeng had not had the opportunity to inquire about the situation of Tianyi Sect's visit this time, but at this moment he was finally free, he found a disciple who had gone out to practice together in Tianyi Sect before, and after a little inquiry, he got the news from this mouth that he was extremely disappointed, Feng Ling'er did not participate this time, but this person's next sentence made him quite surprised and happy, it turned out that Feng Ling'er was actually in retreat to hit the bottleneck of the Jiedan, and listening to this person's tone, it seems that the success of the advancement is very easy for Feng Ling'er。

He Lingfeng returned to his residence with mixed feelings, all the way his mind was full of Feng Ling'er's quirky voice, smile and wonderful shadow, he couldn't help but want to visit Feng Ling'er's brothers and sisters after this grand event, but he didn't know if it was because of his self-esteem, as soon as he heard that Feng Ling'er was about to get married, and then thought that he was only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he didn't realize that he was not worthy of Feng Ling'er's strange thoughts. This can't be either, the word love is illogical. In this way, after hesitating for a few days, He Lingfeng suddenly gritted his teeth and made up his mind, swearing that he would not see her until he caught up with Feng Ling'er.