Pitch black, viscous, like ink, with an evil spirit, infinite resentment, as if the black flame from the Nine Hells was completely suppressed by Zhao Jin because of his lack of follow-up when facing the infinite true fire that Zhao Jin waved his hand at.

Li Qingchen, who had completely lost his mind, pointed to the sky with the spear condensed by the black flame in his hand, and where the ground was also covered by the black flame, there were suddenly hundreds of only human prototypes, with blurred faces, like monsters composed of ink, and these monsters were the same as him, all of them raised their fingers to the sky, and shouted the same slogan in their mouths indistinctly.

"Burn the world!

Seeing this situation, even the most stupid person reacted that Li Qingchen had already gone mad because of his reverse practice.

As soon as she landed here, she immediately suppressed the other party with absolute power, and Zhao Jin, who wanted to capture him alive, couldn't help but frown slightly, and immediately raised her finger to the ground, and the blazing real fire condensed into a huge bird-shaped phantom in front of her!

The fire shapes the real body, the tail feathers hang to the ground, this is one of the four spirits of heaven and earth, the Vermilion Bird, the co-master of the world's fire spirits, and the divine beast under the seat of the Red Emperor in the south.

Shen Jianxin, who had already escaped from the combat area between the two sides together with Zhang Zangxiang, saw this scene, worried about the safety of his brother, and couldn't hold back any longer, regardless of his own wounds cracking, and regardless of whether he could successfully help the other party with his own strength alone, he still insisted on pulling out the sword he was wearing on his side.

One is long, one is short, a total of two swords, one is his family heirloom treasure, left by his ancestors, one is brought out from the martial arts of Chang'an Town, both are mysterious magic weapons, true qi infusion is unhindered, in order to maximize the power of the martial arts.

The long sword is called Taixuan, a three-foot green peak, just right, and the short sword is the imitation sword of the fish intestine that has also left a name in history, all of which are superior treasures of Xuanpin, and extraordinary things can be compared.

The heart is chivalrous, and the sword is chivalrous!

In his life, Shen Jianxin, since he was born, he has never succumbed to any fate, how could he ever be afraid of a strong enemy?

A sword was handed out, the Taixuan Sword took off his hand and left, and the unparalleled three-foot sword circumference also turned from the school of fish that surrounded him and kept swimming into a real long river, heading towards the sky, going upstream, and directly taking the "young man" who suddenly shot at Li Qingchen!

Holding the short sword again, Shen Jianxin twisted his body and threw it into the sky with the technique of returning the horse pistol, this hand with a resolute intention, vowing to divide life and death, and determine the world, which is the most suitable for this sharp to the unsheathed fish intestine imitation sword, presumably the assassin who held the fish intestine back then was also in the same state of mind!

Looking at this side again, there was no need for others to deliberately remind Zhao Jin, who had reached the fourth grade of cultivation, had already discovered these two attacks that were not concealed at all, especially when she found out that these two swords were actually from a waste that she had kindly spared the other party's life before, and a trace of anger arose in her heart.

I really don't know what to do.

As if sensing the anger in her heart, the Vermilion Bird Phantom, which had already had a bit of charm, opened its beak, and immeasurable true fire gushed out from it and rolled towards the other party!

The next moment, the long river of sword qi that was all born by relying on the Taixuan Sword completely melted into the raging flames, and he couldn't even struggle, as for the fish intestine imitation sword, it was even more unbearable, it was directly grabbed by the angry Vermilion Bird Phantom with sharp claws, and then, I saw that the fish intestine imitation sword with extraordinary material and a hundred refined steel began to melt rapidly, and finally completely turned into a puddle of metal liquid and fell to the ground.

Both moves were destroyed by the other party, especially one of the swords was completely destroyed, and Shen Jianxin, who was involved in it, couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, not only that, but his body was instantly dyed red, which was caused by the old wound cracking and the blood in his body gushing outward.

However, Rao is so, but he still doesn't want to give up!

Shen Jianxin took his hand, and the Taixuan Sword fell into his hand obediently, completely ignoring the high temperature carried on it, and even the palm of his hand was burned to exude a burnt smell, his wrist flipped, and a sword started from the bottom to the top, starting from the ground, and went towards the sky, drawing a wonderful arc.

"A sword, save the sky!"

The sword qi rises, like the pillar that holds up the sky!

The so-called sentient beings are all fish and meat, and this sword is a challenge to heaven and earth and fate, and this is also the strongest and strongest sword he has realized in this life!

The sky is falling, you have to ask the sky with a sword, this is a sword that is not willing to fate, disobeys heaven and earth, is the romance that belongs to the swordsman alone, and it is also the pride that belongs to him alone!

Of course, if he didn't hold the Taixuan Sword in his hand, he wouldn't have been able to make such a wonderful move, because the ordinary Huangpin Long Sword couldn't withstand this world-shattering atmosphere of drawing the sword to ask the sky, and even the Taixuan Sword was very reluctant, no, it should be said that his current cultivation was still very reluctant, but this style was all the realization of his real experience in this life, just like a high-rise building from the ground, even if the building was high, as long as the foundation was deep enough, it was still flat and stable, and there was no problem.

Such a neat sword with a chic meaning in the wild, even Pei Min above saw it, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help shouting the word "good" loudly, which made this cold-faced sword god so out of shape, naturally because of the four words "sympathy".

The wind was howling, one by one to the most refined and pure, containing Shen Jianxin's unyielding will of the fierce sword qi from the ground, flying into the sky, slashing towards the sky, as if to turn the tide of the tide, help the building to fall, vowing to drive those true fires back to the sky!

The fire borrows the wind, the wind helps the fire, this sword is raised, and even Li Qingchen, who was originally suppressed by Zhao Jin, roared angrily and threw the spear with the raging black flame in his hand towards her!

"Burn the world!

Containing Shen Jianxin's unyielding will and the infinite sword qi that wanted to save the sky, and the black flame true fire that contained the power of the burning world, as if it came from the Nine Hells, it went up against the current, and collided violently with the Vermilion Bird Phantom that suppressed the side!

"Wow!"

The three forces collided, and the Vermilion Bird Illusory Shadow roared to the sky, and the astonishing fire rain fell from the sky, vowing to cleanse the ground of the unclean things that dared to offend its majesty!

As one of the four divine beasts, how could it allow ordinary people to offend at will?

But at the same time, Zhang Zangxiang, who was watching from the sidelines, was also enthusiastic after seeing Shen Jianxin's Heavenly Sword, and he couldn't help himself, not to mention that the other party was a person from the True Martial Palace, so it was reasonable for him to make this punch!

With a deep voice, his feet stepped on the earth, and between the true qi walking, the power of the ten elephants was all added to his body, and under the full force of the mastery, there were even ten elephant phantoms wearing treasure armor and standing up to the sky and the earth behind him!

The four feet are like pillars of heaven, the trunk of the elephant rolls up the long river, standing up to the sky and the earth, suppressing all things, this is the purest beauty of power!

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" is a unique study of Buddhism, whether it is a heavenly dragon, or a god, are one of the Buddhist protectors, the power of the dragon elephant, vast and boundless, sacred and immeasurable, turning over the river and the sea, between a thought, this punch is played, how can it be the power of the five products?

A dull buzz sounded in the sky over the entire martial arts arena!

This is a punch made purely by the power of the flesh and the fist intent in the body, Zhang Zangxiang's muscles bulge, and the punch goes to the sky, the posture is perfect as if it is a stone statue carved by heaven and earth, full of power.

Under the punch, the blood veins of the entire right arm exploded, with a little untraceable golden viscous blood flowing out of his body, the power of a punch, just a backlash, has injured him, this punch is really the pinnacle of his life until now, like an antelope hanging horns, completely sensitive, no trace.

Ask the Heavenly Sword Qi!

Black Flame Spear!

Dragon Elephant Boxing!

Three domineering forces hit the sky together!

Mo Dao has no chivalry in the world, and dares to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!

What is a martial artist, who dares to ask the stronger, dares to ask the heavens and the earth, never gives in, and never satisfies the person!

What is martial arts, it is rather upright and unyielding, indomitable!

Seeing this, Zhao Jin snorted coldly, pressed down with both hands, and the more the crimson flame essence that she had condensed was burned, the lighter the color began to become, but what was frightening was that its power seemed to increase without limits.

This is the fire of Nanming, it is the true flame of the Vermilion Bird, the scorching sun, nothing does not burn!

Zhao Jin is limited to his own four-grade cultivation, and it is naturally impossible to completely evolve the legendary Nanming Lihuo, let alone show its true power, but the domineering of this fire is comparable to the Liuding Divine Fire, and the latter is the fire of Laojun's alchemy.

As soon as the divine fire came out, everything was turned to ashes, which was the true reliance of Suzaku as one of the divine beasts of the four directions.

Even if you just borrow a little truth, it's enough to sweep everything!

Embroidered with the sun and moon, the domineering and extraordinary black cloak flew wantonly, Zhao Jin almost broke the sword qi of the sky in a crushing attitude, although the two sides were far apart, but under the implication, even the tip of the Taixuan sword began to melt, Shen Jianxin's face was even pale, and the meridians of his body seemed to be ignited from the inside, and the intense pain kept consuming his will, but he was still silent.

That black flame spear was turned into ashes by the translucent real fire that was turned into ashes and dissipated, but this dragon elephant fist gang between the visible and the invisible is more troublesome, because the power attached to it comes from the Buddhist gate, whether it is a heavenly dragon or a divine elephant can suppress the demons and evil in the world, with the great mana of guarding the spiritual mountain, these two divine beasts in the Western world are not weaker than the power of the Vermilion Bird, it is rumored that the Buddha is the reincarnation of the six-tusked white elephant, so even if Zhang Zangxiang's "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" focuses on gravity, it is tricky enough.