Chapter 11: The Flame Python

The tall wall of fire collapsed in an instant, revealing the figure of Dao Hong's real person again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Against the backdrop of the firelight, Dao Hong's face was slightly pale, and his expression was incomparably dignified, but his steps did not retreat, but took a step forward, his hands reached out, the seal changed, and a more majestic aura was released from his body.

"The Nine Heavens Xuanfa is ever-changing, the five elements of spiritual fire have turned into a fire snake!"

Dao Hong Zhenren looked up to the sky and recited, and between the seals of his hands, an arm-long crimson flame snake flew out, and then the raging flames around him surged towards you as if they had received its summons.

In just a few breaths, the arm-long flame snake turned into a flame python with a length of a foot, and a fierce and violent aura was released, setting off a wave of scorching fire!

Casting this spell, Dao Hong's consumption seemed to be not small, beads of sweat were already appearing on his pale face, and even his breathing was much shorter, but his eyes looked at the huge flame python, but he showed an inexplicable look of excitement!

Looking at the huge flame python that he had never seen before, Jian Qingyu's gaze became more and more solemn, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: This magic in the cultivation realm is really extraordinary!

This flame python alone is enough to easily sweep all the innate masters in the continent, but it is much faster than Jian Qingyu to kill them one by one with swordsmanship, just in terms of such unpredictable attack methods, spells do have their extraordinary!

But this time, it's a one-on-one battle!

Although swordsmanship does not have such unpredictable means as spells, its killing benefits are undoubted.

Although the aura of the flame python was not weaker than that of the master of the spirit casting period, the sword Qingyu was not afraid at all, his eyes were condensed, and the blood of the blue light sword in his hand was magnificent, and he was about to make a move, but the flame python had already spewed down with a mouthful of flames.

In the face of the monstrous flames, Jian Qingyu did not move, the long sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the blood around his body was instantly flourishing, and the flames like a wave fell suddenly, and the bluestone floor was instantly burned and cracked, but Jian Qingyu's body was not damaged at all.

With white hair fluttering, his robes hunting, and the raging flames were completely blocked by the blood light around him, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest!

Looking up at the fierce flame python, the corners of Jian Qingyu's mouth showed a faint and cold smile, the long sword in his hand moved instantly, just waved towards the sky at will, and a blood-colored sword set off a powerful wind swept away, and the strong wind instantly wrapped the raging fire and swept towards the flame python.

In the midst of the strong wind and fire, the blood-colored sword light slashed through the flame python at a speed twice as fast as it did, and then disappeared into the sky.

"Roar!"

The flame python roared, and its huge body trembled violently, and then its body began to slowly disintegrate.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they saw such a terrifying flame python being killed so easily by Jian Qingyu, and they all looked at Jian Qingyu in horror, and their eyes surged with reverence!

The world of warriors is always respected by the strong!

Jian Zhenluo's complexion became more and more solemn, and he couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at Jian Qingluo, whose face was still calm and indifferent, and he was still a little worried in his heart, although he didn't know how far Jian Qingluo's strength had reached, but now the means shown by Jian Qingyu and Daohong Zhenren had far exceeded his expectations!

Not far in front of Jian Qingyu, Dao Hong Zhenren looked at the flame python that was almost strangled by Jian Qingyu's sword, and couldn't help but change his complexion slightly, his face became whiter, his handprint changed, and another fiery red spirit seal hit into it, and then he shouted: "Ning!"

The flames around the flame python rose, and the body that began to collapse quickly condensed again, and its body became more and more condensed!

"Roar!"

The ferocity in the eyes of the flame python became more and more intense, and with a roar, the flame giant tail slammed towards the sword green jade.

Jian Qingyu tapped the ground, his body jumped up, dodging, and the giant tail of flames actually tore the ground under Jian Qingyu's feet into a huge crack, and the crack was even blackened, and it was incinerated in an instant!

Avoiding this blow, the sword Qingyu had already jumped a few feet, the blue light sword was full of blood, and the huge sword slashed towards the head of the flame python!

"Roar!"

Feeling the fierce sword intent on the blue light sword, the fierce aura of the flame python was also more and more stimulated, and with a roar, a huge flame erupted from its mouth, but the flame giant tail had already drawn towards the sword green jade from the side!

However, that huge flame only blocked the time for the sword Qingyu to breathe, and the blue light sword shrouded in the blood-colored sword light broke through the huge flame and slashed towards the flame python!

The roar echoed in the sky, and everyone looked at the domineering sword Qingyu, who cut the flame python into two with a sword, and couldn't help but hold it breathing, this terrifying strength has completely surpassed their imagination, it really has the power to open the mountain and break the river!

Yun Qingyang on the side had already become lost and depressed when he saw Yang Xuying die under the sword Qingyu sword, but fortunately, Yun Su'er made a timely move and pulled him to his side early, so that he was not burned into nothingness with Yang Xuying's corpse.

At this moment, looking at Jian Qingyu's tall and majestic back like a god, his face couldn't help but become a little paler, his eyes were already filled with thick sadness, and tears couldn't stop flowing down, and his fingernails were already embedded in the flesh, but he didn't feel any pain.

No pain can compare to the pain in the heart!

Looking at Jian Qingyu's terrifying strength and thinking about some possibilities, Yun Qingyang couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, as if the whole person had been emptied, dazed and empty......

Gently landed on the ground, without making a sound, Jian Qingyu still looked so calm and confident, but the pale appearance on his face showed that his consumption was not small!

However, under this raging flame, the subtle paleness on his face was completely hidden, and with the flame python in the sky behind him struggling to slowly dissipate, turning into nothingness, Jian Qingyu once again took a calm step, slowly, step by step towards Daohong Zhenren!

There was already a trace of blood spilling from the corners of Dao Hong's mouth, and the red blood was particularly conspicuous in the firelight, which also made the hearts of many Dao Sect elders and disciples gradually sink.

For twenty-five years, Daohong Zhenren has always been the pillar of the Daomen, and it is precisely because of his existence that the Daomen was able to defeat the Sword Casting City Sword Clan, overwhelm the major family sects in Kyushu, and win the Kyushu Continent.

But in today's battle, first the real person who stepped into the realm of the earth immortal a few years ago really fell like a real person, and then the real person of Daohong was injured by the enemy, and the huge Dao Gate was about to disappear in one day!

Dao Hong's eyes also showed a hint of fear, and after the battle so far, he naturally understood that he was definitely not Jian Qingyu's opponent!

However, he can't retreat, he would rather die than retreat, and his 25 years of hard work must not be ruined!

As long as Jian Qingyu is dragged for a moment or three, even if he dies, the sect will spend a lot of money to send him to this continent, it will be worth it!

Slowly wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Dao Hong's real hand pinched the sword fingers, and for the chest, it was the starting style of the sword control technique!

Jian Qingyu's face froze, and his steps paused slightly, he had already tried the power of this sword control technique himself, and now that Dao Hong Zhenren performed this trick, he naturally did not dare to underestimate it in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as Jian Qingyu's footsteps stopped, and his heart became vigilant, he saw a crimson long sword flying out from the top of Dao Hong's real person's head, and it quickly flew towards him.

The crimson sword light and the blood-colored sword light were intertwined, and the sound of gold and iron clashing came out one after another, and in just more than ten breaths, the sword Qingyu had already handed over to the crimson long sword dozens of times!

Yu Guang glanced at the Dao Hong real person with a solemn complexion, but his face became more and more pale, Jian Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly, and an inexplicable doubt rose in his heart!

Since the fight with Daohong Zhenren just now, Daohong Zhenren has a variety of methods, but he has not seen a single move to kill him, and even this sword control technique is mainly based on dexterity, most of which are false moves, not like trying to defeat himself, but trying to delay time!

Thinking of this, Jian Qingyu's eyes couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the hall shrouded in the formation, and he was more and more sure of the guess in his heart!