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In the fire cloud, a lonely and arrogant figure was enduring the great pain of the burning body, constantly roaring, and the terrible shouts condensed into bursts of sound and swept away, once again carrying out a powerful washing of the boundless desert that had been burned by the Nine Shadows Divine Fire.

The clouds of fire did not disperse, and the flames were frequent, and there was no intention of stopping. Looking at Fang Zhun in the fire cloud, the green smoke of the book's anger rose straight up. The hard-earned Origin Fire Spirit was given so cheaply to a kid who hadn't even reached the realm of martial madness, and even this kid had been shattered by the fight in the drama before. Such an ending was never expected by the scholar.

"No, I can't. The Origin Fire Spirit must be taken back. Shocked, the scholar thought of the inhumane rules in the organization, and the scholar subconsciously played smart. Others may not know, but he knows that even if he is a martial saint powerhouse, once he does not fully organize the tasks handed over, the ending will not be too good. That's not all, even if the organization spares himself, but without the face of the master, he can't bear the anger of the master alone.

Thinking of this, the scholar's expression tightened, and he secretly gathered the little pitiful internal qi, intending to fight for the last time.

"No matter what, I must take this Origin Fire Spirit with me. The decision in his heart had been made, and the scholar's cold gaze was cast on Fang Zhun in the air, and no one noticed that at this time, a small whirlwind had appeared in the palm of the scholar's palm.

"Flying Phoenix in Fire~" In the sky, Elder Mullin was still thinking about it there, and in the voices of everyone, in addition to the bursts of pious prayers, it was the four words of Flying Phoenix in the mouth of the old man.

The Flying Phoenix is only a legend limited to the Fire Soul Clan, and it is not known to outsiders, and even Ye Qiu, who has been in the Fire City for several years, has turned a deaf ear to these four words. However, before everyone could sort it out, the scholar finally moved.

The cyan cyclone appeared vaguely under the scholar's feet, and with a low muffled sound, the former's figure turned into a streamer, and suddenly shot towards Fang Zhun in the sky.

The change started again, Mu Lin only felt that there was a faint air flow not far away that caused the aura of heaven and earth to tremble, and when he looked towards the scholar's location again, he was shocked to find that the scholar had disappeared.

"Not good. Seeing this, Mu Lin exclaimed in his heart, he didn't think about it, his shoulders shook slightly, and the shabby robe was suddenly wrapped in a cloud of green light, and at the same time, Mu Lin also swept in the direction of Fang Zhun.

The two rays of light were one after the other, the speed was not much different, but it was full of might, and when the wind swept away, the killing intent rose here. At this critical moment, Mullin has fought for his life. Nearly a hundred years of forbearance was just in exchange for this day to rescue the god mansion in his heart, but the scholar was ready to kill the god and take the treasure at this time, how could Mu Lin be willing.

Seeing that the scholar's figure was not far from Fang Zhun, Mu Lin's old eyes widened, and a rare cold light burst out. The figure turned slightly, and the former poured all the strength of his body into his crutches and threw it hard. Suddenly, the seemingly ordinary hand crutch suddenly shone with a thousand rays of light, carrying a wisp of energy that pierced the void and shot towards the scholar.

Feeling a wisp of energy from behind, the scholar couldn't help frowning, being disturbed at such a critical moment, the former was very annoyed, and glanced behind him with disdain, the scholar snorted, and waved his backhand, just knocking off the crutch that shot quickly.

However, just when the scholar thought that he could kill Fang Zhun safely this time and take the opportunity to recapture the Origin Fire Spirit, Mu Lin's ghostly figure arrived one after another.

Smack~ The thin hands grabbed the scholar's shoulders stiffly, Mu Lin knew that it was impossible to fight the scholar with his own strength, and he could only rely on his meager strength to delay the scholar's time. At the same time, this old man, who was extremely supportive and protective of the Fire God, did not forget to yell at the clansmen of the Fire Soul Clan below, urging them to come and protect the Fire God.

The four elders listened to the order and stopped him. The "he" in Mu Lin's mouth is naturally the scholar he caught, but in this urgency, he didn't take into account that the scholar's strength couldn't even deal with himself, let alone those lowly clansmen.

Breaking free with a little force, the scholar found that Mu Lin's withered hands were firmly grasping him like iron tongs, and even if he was shocked by his own internal qi, he did not let go in the slightest.

"Old thing, you're looking for death. Turning his head violently, the scholar looked directly at the stubborn old man with extremely resentful eyes, and the murderous intent in his heart suddenly grew.

"Wow~" Shocked by the scholar's internal anger, Mu Lin spurted a mouthful of blood, but his hands were still clutched: "I won't let you hurt the God of Fire." "You let me go. "The scholar earns again.

"Don't let go. "Get the hell out of here. In a fit of rage, the scholar did not intend to have any spare strength, his shoulders moved slightly, and the palms wrapped in the sleeve robe suddenly flipped up, swung out violently, and slammed on Mu Lin's chest.

"Wow~" another mouthful of blood spit out, but Mullin still didn't let go.

"Damn, give me death. The angry scholar, with a stroke of his fingertips, two wind blades flashed, cutting off Mu Lin's shoulders in an instant. In an instant, blood suddenly spilled into the sky, and Mullin lost both arms, unable to maintain his body flying in the air, and fell helplessly.

"Patriarch~" Seeing such a tragic scene, Piru and the other Fire Soul Clansmen roared angrily, and couldn't help but say that the former led more than 10,000 Fire Soul Clansmen to roar and kill the generals. However, even if the Fire Soul clan showed more people, they didn't have the strength of Wuzun, how could they stop the scholars.

In the middle of the field, only the four elders of the Fire Soul Clan have the strength of Wuzun, and they can fly to the sky to fight to the death with the scholar, but think about it, the strength of this Wuzun, let alone fighting, whether they can catch up with the speed of the scholar, the hope is very slim, how can they stop the atrocity of the scholar.

At this critical moment, Piru and the others, who were about to rush into the sky to fight to the death with the scholars, suddenly heard a low cheer.

"Elders, leave this man to me. Piru and the others were stunned when they heard this, and before they could find the location of the person who spoke, they saw a purple shadow rising from the east in the sky, flying close to the scholar at a terrifying speed.

At this time, the scholar had just torn off the arms hanging on his shoulders and was about to rush over to kill Fang Zhun, but when he reached out, a sense of vision suddenly rose from his heart.

"Dangerous. The scholar's heart trembled, and he did not study the source of the danger, and his body twisted with difficulty in mid-air, and he turned up in an extremely ugly posture.

At this time, a cold light suddenly flashed, and it was drawn out against the scholar's brain.

The scholar was shocked, but he saw the cold light gradually disappearing in the distance, and when he turned around, he saw a grim face that made him extremely resentful, and he wanted to raise his fist and bombard.

"Ou Chuyang, it's you again. "That's right, it was Ou Chuyang who had the power to turn things around and stop him in danger. At this time, Ou Chuyang's long hair was scattered, the purple lightning flashed at the center of his eyebrows, there was a cold smile on his indifferent and cold face, and in the palm of his hand, he inadvertently held the black flame long knife in the world.

Ou Chuyang stood lightly, his demeanor was relaxed, indescribably chic and natural, as if it were natural, smooth and dignified.

The tip of the knife pointed obliquely, raised slightly, and just looked directly at the scholar, Ou Chuyang spoke: "I, the person who hates others the most, hurt my relatives and friends, everything you and Haoming have done today, even if you have a hundred lives, it is not enough to pay it back." Listening to Ou Chuyang's murderous words, the scholar took a few steps back in fright for the first time, and with a cold expression, the scholar said: "Ou Chuyang, you and I are very clear about my state, you are not much better than me, if you continue to fight again, it is inevitable that both sides will lose." I advise you to stop talking about this scary nonsense. "Nonsense?" Ou Chuyang laughed wildly when he heard this: "I never talk nonsense to the enemy. I said let you die today, and you won't see the sun tomorrow. "Arrogance. "Hmph~, whether it's arrogant or not, you'll know after the battle. Suffer death. As soon as Ou Chuyang's voice fell, the black flame knife in his hand was raised high, and from top to bottom, it slashed down. The five-zhang long knife came out of the sky and slashed at the top of the scholar's head.

With such a powerful knife, the scholar didn't dare to take it hard, and the whirlwind danced under his feet, and the former swept to the side.

In fact, Ou Chuyang doesn't know how to use a knife, nor does he have any experience in using blades, but this black flame is a high-level earth martial weapon, and the black flame knife with a soul has long been connected with Ou Chuyang's soul.

All of a sudden, the battle between the fields resumed, and the sword shadows in the sky waved out, and the chilling sword aura once again moved everyone who watched the battle.

The scholar who hurriedly evaded, lest he be injured by the sword light in the sky, and avoided it in embarrassment, and over time, not only did he have no achievements in the offensive, but he also made himself in danger.

In a fit of rage, the scholar yelled: "Haoming, what are you doing, help quickly." Hao Ming, who has been shocked, has long lost the majesty of the lord of a city, looking at Ou Chuyang, who is constantly improving his strength, the former is already afraid, and after hearing the scholar's roar, Hao Ming has come to his senses from fear. At this time, he no longer had the aura of the previous hegemon.

Seeing Haoming stunned there, not moving at all, the scholar also discovered Haoming's inappropriateness, and scolded angrily in his heart: "Stupid." The person swept suddenly in the direction of Haoming.

The streamer flashed, the scholar came in an instant, and as soon as he arrived behind Haoming, a sword light appeared again. In fright, the scholar suddenly pushed Hao Ming's back with both palms, and when he surged out, Hao Ming was pushed to the cusp of Ou Chuyang by the scholar in a stunned state.

The frightened Haoming didn't have time to scold the scholar for his injustice, and the Canglong Knife was hurriedly raised, trying to resist this earth-shattering blow. However, such a flustered enemy is not the slightest bit strong, and it is conceivable that the consequences are extremely tragic.

The roar of the "Qiang" metal collision overflowed from the field, and suddenly the surrounding air flow surged, and an incomparably powerful force suddenly emerged from the space, directly bombarding Haoming.

From then on, the low-level Earth Martial Weapon Canglong Knife turned into fragments in the sky, scattering in all directions, and the huge force did not stop because of this, but hit Hao Ming's chest fiercely, blasting out his burly body.

The "boom" scholar didn't expect Haoming to be so poor, and everything was developing too quickly, so that he didn't continue to guard against the attack of this character's hidden weapon at all, which made Haoming hit a solid one.

The power is boundless. Hit by Haoming, the scholar and the former spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, flew upside down, and smashed to the ground.

The soft layer of sand became extremely hard due to the scorching flames of the Nine Shadows, but even so, when the scholar and Haoming fell, two large craters about several meters deep appeared on the ground.

The boundless desert with a thousand knives has experienced a long period of devastation, a dilapidated and lonely scene. At this time, in the sky, a round of rising sun has risen, the sky is almost bright, and the early morning sun shines on this piece of sassy sand, bleak and empty.

On the yellow sand, nearly a million residents of Agni City hid in the distance in fear. The crying of babies and the wails of pain are mixed together, telling the tragedy of the aftermath of the great war.

In the sky, a figure stood solemnly, and the long black knife in his hand burst out with a thousand dazzling brilliance under the reflection of the sunlight. Like a god of war, he stared coldly at the two large pits below that were about a few meters deep, and his expression was surprisingly solemn.

Ou Chuyang. At this time, he has become a legendary figure among the strong people present, and his strength is worthy of the realm of martial arts, he can actually compete with the offensive of the two martial saints, and in the end, he defeated the scholar and Haoming with the strength of one person, such a record really moved everyone.

Eyes swept over Ou Chuyang's resolute eyes, everyone shook their heads and sighed, and the following secretly compared, and was suddenly covered by its dazzling light. Turning their eyes slightly, everyone looked at the two large pits on the ground in unison, and they could feel that there were two once powerful figures there. It's just that the faint breath coming out of the pit at this moment has fully indicated that the two current injuries are too serious to be serious.

Everyone thought about it, but Ou Chuyang didn't think so, in his opinion, as long as the enemy did not die, the threat must exist, and everything should not be sloppy. Therefore, although his physical condition was not much better than that of the two on the ground, Ou Chuyang still forced himself to take a breath of true qi and forced himself to stand straight, while his eyes were coldly staring at the deep pit with faint internal qi flowing.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the deep pit where the scholar was, and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly gathered, as if he had been summoned by something, and frantically rushed towards the pit.

This change made Ou Chuyang's suspended nerves tense again, and the black flame in his hand also tightened due to the surge of internal qi.

Everyone present also noticed the change in the situation at the same time, their eyes were condensed, and everyone involuntarily retreated a little bit, giving way to the deep pit.

Holding the Black Flame Knife tightly, Ou Chuyang raised his breath, only to feel a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed up. Gritting his teeth, he swallowed this mouthful of blood fiercely, which made him feel better.

Countless lines of gaze condensed into one point, neatly falling into the deep pit below, and after a while, a cyan light rose to the sky, and the brilliant colors were even more radiant under the background of the sun.

As the cyan light burst out, a wretched figure burst out from the bottom of the sand like a cannonball. At that time, everyone saw the scholar's grizzled appearance.

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