Click, click, click

Above the purple lightning, purple lightning is surging.

But the flame around it is very solid.

Purple lightning is tyrannical, but can not do anything about the flame, but in the flame was quickly burned.

Fire, thunder and lightning, electrify nothingness.

"You are too weak." Yan looked at the strange Xiao Yi.

"The double peak cultivation and the increase of your sword will bring about six peaks of combat power."

"I'm curious how you won the first place in the Dragon list."

Xiao Yi is silent.

Clang Bang

In the hands of the lightning burst instantly, forced to disperse the flame.

Purple lightning sword, no longer into the inch, but immediately closed, and Xiao Yi's figure again mysteriously disappeared in the melt.

In the scalding world of molten slurry, for a time, it seems very quiet.

The so-called quiet, is this piece of the world, only those boiling molten slurry thousands of years like a day of surging sound.

There is no other sound.

Yan Yi could hear any sound in the melt.

But, in his eyes, it was silent.

The whole melting world seems to have completely lost the figure of Xiao Yi.

As if, Xiao Yi never appeared.

"Jifeng Kendo?" Yan Yan frowned slightly.

"Fire is invisible, and wind can be trapped in it."

"The slurry is visible, but the gap is larger."

"I can't even find my perception when I walk in the melting world easily."

"You do have something special about you."

Clang

In this instant, the purple lightning sword is weird again, and the angle is extremely tricky.

But Yan fan, but also still instantaneous reaction over, slightly glanced at the eye.

When the sharp sword struck, it was still half an inch away, and the flame was around the sword again.

But this time, the sword, in addition to the purple lightning light, there is also a ray of human blood.

That sharp edge, it was an instant through the flame around.

Half an inch away, instantly across.

The sharp sword penetrated the side of Yan's chest.

But there was no blood.

The sword, as if stabbed on the flame.

Xiao Yi frowned.

Yan fan slightly shook his head, "just rely on the quiet wind sword, you can't do this."

"You're a killer."

"Jifeng Kendo has become the best Kendo you can use to kill people."

"Unfortunately, you are too weak."

"Under the huge power gap, even if your sword is successful, it still can't hurt me."

Clang

It was just at this time.

On the edge of the purple electric sword, a wisp of silver and white power condenses.

"Well?" Yan Yi first frowned, then his face changed slightly.

A startling chill, a terrible edge, an unmatched breath of strength.

In an instant, Yan Yao stepped back and his body withdrew from the scope of the sharp sword.

But even so, he was slow.

Sharp sword, left a mark on the side of his chest, blood gurgling.

"The power of the silver Liao emperor?" Yan Yan's cold face, until this time, Fang showed a touch of war.

Clang

The fire knife in Yan's hand was raised for the first time.

However, Xiao Yi's figure disappeared strangely again.

Yan Yan frowned.

Whoosh Clang

After a while, a sharp sword came in the air, and the silver strength on the sword condensed.

It's just a glimpse of his body.

Clang The blade collides with the blade.

Purple electricity, overwhelming momentum.

The fireknife is shaken back.

Yan Yi only felt a numbness in his arm and stepped back several steps.

"The power of the silver Liao emperor really deserves its reputation."

Yan Yi squinted, his backhand shot out.

A knife to the sky, surging up.

It's like the sky is falling apart.

But Whoosh

Xiao Yi's figure, disappear again, how love in place.

It's a burning knife. It's a split.

"You..." Burning on the face, gushing through an ugly color.

For a while.

Whoosh Clang

A strange sword strikes again.

Yan Yi held the knife and blocked it, and was repulsed again.

Whoosh

Xiao Yi's figure also disappeared again.

……

Half an hour later.

Whoosh Clang

Whoosh Clang

In the melting world outside the earth's core, the sound of sword clanging and sword fighting sounded from time to time like the silence of a day for thousands of years.Yan Yan's face, already ugly.

This intermittent battle made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The kind of battle that we have no place to use, and often have to guard against attacks, really makes people a bit crazy.

In the slurry.

Xiao Yi also sighed a few troubles.

He is really not sure to beat Yan.

There is a big gap between his all-round means and the real nine times cultivation of the monarch.

The only thing that can compete with it is the power of the silver Liao emperor.

He may be able to add the strength of silver Liao, and instantly reach the nine levels of combat power in the king's territory.

However, according to the past judgment, this increase is enough to support him for one or two minutes.

In one or two minutes, if he can't defeat Yan Yao, he will no longer be able to mobilize the power of Yin Liao, and he will surely lose.

Therefore, now he can only use this kind of fight and flash.

He didn't have silver tusk power to add to his body, but condensed a trace of silver Liao power into his sword body, and fought hard with the tyranny and toughness of silver Liao power.

Although there will still be silver Liao power consumption, but this is enough to support his fight for a long time.

As long as Yan Yi shows his flaws, his chances of winning will be even greater.

……

An hour later.

Yan fan has already shown anger, "what do you mean?"

One after another in the face of sword attacks, a shock back, he did not return the mobile phone will.

In the melt, there is no answer.

It was just at this time.

Whoosh Clang

As always, a numb battle.

A sharp sword strikes and a fireknife blocks.

Yan Yi is a little impatient and subconsciously makes a knife.

But this moment, the blade suddenly changed.

It's no longer a direct attack, but a sword pressing a fire knife. The body of the sword passes over the fire path and goes straight to Yan Yi.

Yan Yan can't dodge, leaving a ferocious sword mark on his chest, and the blood flows directly.

"Asshole." Yan fan cold drink a, "you will only these under the ability?"

"No wonder you can win the first place in the Dragon list with your cultivation strength."

In the melting, until this time, Xiao Yi's words of indifference came from Fang.

"If this is the battle of life and death, can you ask this question?"

Yan's tone was stagnant.

Yes, if it is the battle of life and death, will he ask?

The winner is the king and the strong is respected.

This is Xiao Yi's skill.

He can't stop it, but he's not good enough.

In the battle of life and death, can the enemy fight according to his own ideas?

"You..." Yan Yi's face was cold and angry, "good, good."

"The fire is burning."

Yan Yan suddenly drank, a body momentum, burst out.

The whole world of melts is also in a flash.

Yan Yi, though highly cultivated, is still a young evil spirit according to the age of the fire clan.

Compared with the depth of the old monster, he has a strong heart, but also strong, arrogant and even arrogant.

The fire clan is born with a hot temper.

Today's burning fan has been completely infuriated.

In the slurry.

Xiao Yi squints, in his eyes, Yan Yi, already full of flaws.

"It's time to end." Xiao Yi whispers in secret. With the increase of silver Liao's strength and his own must kill sword, he is sure to seriously injure Yan Yao instantly, end the battle and win the competition.

However, at the same moment, Xiao Yi's face changed.

The whole sea of molten slurry is boiling endlessly, and there are tens of thousands of feet of molten slurry.

The flaming fireknife has burst out in an instant, and a vast sea of melting fire swept out, swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth.

But Yan Yi seems to forget that the distance is the place where the fire sits quietly.

The speed of the sea of melting fire, fast to the extreme, almost swept the whole world.

Far away.

Huoer holds a half piece of Huoyuan cake that has just bitten two times in one hand, opens his mouth wide, and looks at the molten slurry that is engulfed by the dense sky and earth.

"No, five." Yan Yi instantly reacts from madness.

However, the sea of melting fire has swept far away.

Huoyan Yan is one of his strongest martial arts skills.

"Damn it." Xiao Yi murmured, and a silver tusk power instantly added to her body.

Whoosh To the speed of the silver, even across the white slurry.

Can Kan before the sea of melting fire engulfs everything, Xiao Yi protects the fire with one hand and splits it out with a sword.

Sword control six poles!

Boom

Heaven and earth, suddenly a white.

All, the clearance dissipates.

Roar

In the white world, a huge Silver Dragon suddenly rushed out, along the way, all nothingness.The whole sea of molten slurry was completely destroyed by the silver dragon.

"Poof." In the distance, Yan Yi spits out a mouthful of bloody blood and is heavily bombarded.

This way.

Xiao Yi's face turned white and supported the ground with her sword.

He can mobilize the strength of the silver Liao, he once consumed a clean.

It is impossible to mobilize the power of silver Liao, otherwise, it will be the end of demonization.

In the distance, Yan Yi seems to be injured, but in fact his fighting power is not reduced.

"Little five." Yan Gu can't wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. He is eager to see that the fire doesn't hinder him. He is relieved.

But at the same time, on his face, is a pair of cold eyes.

"Thank you." Yan Yan looked directly at the eyes and eyes of the eyes, and then he heard.

"No need." Xiao Yi's eyes are cold, and a sentence falls.

One hand put down the fire, squat down, Xiao Yi chuckled, "still sit well, don't run around."

A piece of cake from Xiao Yi's mouth.

The fire responded, ate and nodded.

Xiao Yi turns around.

Clang

In the hands of the purple electricity, this hands off, firmly standing in front of the fire son body step outside.

After that, without a sword in his hand, he was dressed in a childe's clothes, and was able to resist the fire.

Behind him, the fire son looks at that back figure, in bright eyes, seems to have thought.

Perhaps, from a certain moment on, she has more trust in this figure. With this figure, it is the collapse of the earth, but also without fear.

Far away.

"You don't have a sword in your hand..."

Xiao Yi's face is cold Amethyst is condensed in the hand.

"Can you control the fire?" Xiao Yi looks indifferent.

"This war, you are defeated, I said."

On the face of indifference, a touch of ferocity appears quietly.

...

the third shift.

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