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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Compete for Dominance on the High Platform!

Before Yan Shaoqing could speak, the four red-clothed men rose up, hung in the air, occupied all directions, and surrounded Fujiwara on the high platform at the core!

Before the man in red could make a move, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Stop! Rely on more to win, violate the rules! Quickly retreat!" I saw Bai Shanjun leap into the air, and the mace in his hand pointed at the four red-clothed people! The guards of Xuanyin City swept up more than 100 people, surrounded behind the red-clothed people, and pointed the halberd in his hand at the back of the red-clothed man's heart.

Yan Shaoqing stood up and shouted into the sky: "Commander Bai! This dog thing killed the two of us in a row, they just surrounded but did not attack, and it was someone else who really attacked! Don't make a mistake!" A red-clothed man beside him slowly stood up, his cold eyes were like a ferocious beast, and he walked slowly towards the high platform, his figure gradually rose up, and he walked up to the stage step by step!

Fujiwara looked at the red-clothed man who walked up, and suddenly a sense of fear arose in his heart! This person's cold eyes showed a mocking color, and the murderous intent burst out, and the blood-red color of his body actually revealed a gloomy and cold aura, and the huge contrast made this person look terrifying!

The man in red stretched out his right hand, and a straight line of fire shot out in his hand, the line of fire was surging and winding, and the red flame gradually solidified, turning into a blood-red long knife, and the flame of the long knife was exhausted, and a cold breath came out!

The demons watching in the audience couldn't help but gasp! This person's fire control technique has reached the point of doing whatever he wants, he can transform the flames into cold qi at will, and he can also turn the flames into cold gas, this kind of thing is extremely counterproductive, showing that this person's ability has reached the extreme!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gui Jing Er immediately shouted: "We have to change people to win Dongcheng!" As soon as his shout fell, the man in red had already stepped on the high platform, and the blood-red long knife in his hand was actually not a slashing and sweeping knife move, it was like a long sword and stabbed at Fujiwara Ichi!

Under the tremendous pressure, Fujiwara's body suddenly stagnated, and it was too late to dodge, and the steel shield behind him turned into a steel ball! The body spun rapidly and turned into a steel ball again! Intending to resist the stabbing blood knife! Only to hear the sound of 'flutter', the blood-red long knife ignored the solidity of the steel ball, and stabbed into the steel ball at once, reaching the handle!

The man in red sneered and let go, let the blood knife stay on the steel ball, and slowly retreated, and the steel ball in front of him suddenly 'soared' into flames! A terrible scream came from the raging flames! The flames burned for only one breath, the steel balls scattered one after another, a green smoke floated up, and Fujiwara was suddenly burned and disappeared without a trace!

This competition, since Fujiwara killed the first person, has set off the cruelty of the duel, and when he was burned by the fire of the man in red, the level of the competition has gradually escalated, and no one who wants to come to the stage is no longer allowed to think about his own strength first, and put life and death first!

The red-clothed man floating around the high platform turned around and swept back to the grass shed where Yan Shaoqing was, Bai Shanjun waved his hand and withdrew to the guard, and only the red-clothed man remained on the high platform, standing resolutely, staring coldly at Gui Jing Er!

A withered old man on Gui Jing'er's side slowly stood up, bowed to Gui Jing'er, and only straightened up when he retreated from the back of the shed, turned around and stepped onto the high platform, standing opposite the man in red!

The withered old man's wide robe shrouded his body, indescribably strange and funny, as if a gust of wind would blow him away, facing the red-clothed man who was like a knife, he looked indifferent, took out a silver needle from the sleeve of his robe, twisted his two fingers, and said softly: "You shouldn't kill Fujiwara, that will make your death even worse." ”

Wang Chen saw that the old man actually took out a needle, and it was the first time he saw someone using such a small thing to make a treasure weapon, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is this old man from a tailor? Why don't you use scissors?"

Hu Ying smiled: "Don't underestimate this silver needle, the more strange things are, the more careful you have to care, anyone who uses this kind of thing must have a ruthless and vicious temperament, and the shot is also tricky and weird, and it can't be prevented!"

Wang Chen said disdainfully: "This kind of thing can't be put on the table when you look at it, and the things of the sinister villain can't be on the hall of elegance! This Win Dongcheng is not a turtle shell, or an embroidery needle, what is it?"

Hu Ying said with a smile: "Yingdong and Nanming have always had a lot of grievances, and the other party doesn't like anyone, so it's normal to fight to the death whenever you have the opportunity." He observed the words and immediately guessed Wang Chen's thoughts.

As he spoke, the two people on the stage had already started to move, and the man in red used the flames to condense into a pair of weapons in the shape of Emei thorns, clenched them in his hands, and his body moved, and he was extremely fast, only to see the red shadow flying on the stage, surrounding the thin old man to attack quickly! He obviously saw that the opponent's silver needle must be a ruthless way, intending to use the rapid attack to force him to have no respite and eliminate the danger in the bud.

But the old man's figure was erratic, and he seemed to move slowly in the rapid entanglement of the man in red, but he often disappeared in a flash, obviously not using all his strength, waiting for the moment when the opponent's offensive was exhausted, that is, when he made a move!

Most of the demons in the audience couldn't see anything famous, only to see the man in red rushing all the way, the old man had no power to fight back, and the actions of a few people in Yingdongcheng just now had already aroused the disgust of the demons, and now seeing the old man in Yingdong seemed to be unlucky, he couldn't help but cheer for the man in red, and he couldn't wait to rush up and beat the water dogs!

Wang Chen looked at the stage, and suddenly said to Hu Ying: "The old man of Yingdong is murderous and restrained, and he is obviously more clever than the red-clothed man with his sharp edge, how long do you think this person from Nanming Burning Heaven City can last?"

Hu Ying said: "If the old man Yingdong waits until the momentum of the man in red is exhausted, I am afraid it will not be done until dark, look at the calm appearance of this old man, today is the last one." ”

Wang Chen said angrily: "This red-clothed man's fire control technique is extremely fun, and it is a pity to die in the hands of that old man like this." ”

Hu Ying said with a smile: "There's nothing to be sorry for? With a cultivator like him, there are many people in Nanming, and one or two dead or injured are nothing at all! You haven't seen the art of controlling fire, have you? The real master of playing with fire is much more powerful than this!"

Wang Chen suddenly became energetic, "Brother, tell me what is the magic of this Nanming's fire control technique?"

Hu Ying said: "Speaking of this Nanming fire control technique, it has a lot to do with the place where they are. Nanming is located in a volcanic area, the temperature is extremely high, where the elves of the demon world have been accustomed to the environment, and they have long been accustomed to the high temperature of the flames, and their ability to control the flames is innate. From the initial simple control of fireballs to the condensation of flames, it is only a rudimentary fire control technique. Like the man on the stage, he is just a master in the elementary stage. ”

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