Chapter 169 Heavenly Fire

The Xingyan cut by Xingtaiyan is far less powerful than everyone expected, and it is even worse than Long Ruoxi's Tianji Yulei style. When Xingyanzhan was turned away by Long Ruoxi, everyone sighed. In addition to admiring the wonderful method of Xing Ruoxi's inexplicably avoiding Long Ruoxi's attack and then teleporting to the latter, they scoffed at his unexpected Xingyanzhan attack. However, the result was unexpected. Just when everyone thought that Xing Taiyan was in a weak position, Long Ruoxi, who had melted off the red star flames, suddenly seemed to be roasted by the fire, and her whole body became red. Her reaction suddenly slowed down. She had no time to control the sky and fell directly from the sky.

When Xing Taiyan, who was above Long Ruoxi's head, saw this situation, he did not show much excitement as expected. Xingyan's sword stabbed straight, and the extremely thin and long red sword spirit broke out of the sword, and shot down with a ping. The fiery red on Long Ruoxi's body gradually faded during the fall. The other party's sword spirit came out of her body, and her body suddenly turned to the side. While passing by the red sword spirit, the moonlight sword threw out a sword spirit in the rapid rotation, pointing straight to the Taiyan above. The red protective mystery overflowed from Xingtaiyan's body, and the Xingyan sword in his hand drew a red sword screen in front of him, shielding the two from being airtight.

For a while, the sword light of the two intersect, and the sound of the sword sound of table tennis resounded throughout the martial arts arena. The moonlight and red sword gas continued to shoot around. A wave of energy overflowing due to the strong resistance was like a pulse, buzzing around. They hit from high altitude to the sloping and broken platform. , the people around, just like in an environment of wind and clouds, the sky and the earth are cracking. Many people are so scared that they squat down and get into the crowd. People riding on the tree have to fall directly from the tree, and they don't care whether they fall or get hurt. They hurriedly go with some people squeezed out of the crowd, les they are here. He was killed in the horror comparison...

Looking at the high platform, Tianyan and Long Ruoxi waved their swords from the sky and fought for dozens of rounds in a row. Finally, they stood on the edge of the sloping and broken platform. The sword of Shan Taiyan hung on the ground. Long Ruoxi then pointed to the sky. The two did not move and said a word. Occasionally, their clothes moved slightly. I don't know if it was a breeze blowing. Or the aftershocks of energy dissipated. The spectators around also put down their hanging hearts because of the short pause of the two, wiping the cold sweat on their heads one by one and breathing quickly, as if they had been after the disaster for the rest of their lives.

Wangling——

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and everyone was surprised to find that the red Xingyan sword in Xingtaiyan's hand was only held in his hand, and the rest was broken into a brilliant place all over the ground! Looking at Long Ruoxi, he still looks as usual, like a fairy who has fallen into the wind and dust by mistake. His jade arms are slightly exposed, and the moonlight sword points to the sky behind him, and the power is sweeping in everyone's hearts.

hu——

For a while, the people around the high platform forgot the horrible fight just now. At first glance, when they saw that the strength of the two were so different, they couldn't help sighing. People who bet on Tan Taiyan, including Sun Kai, were even more stunned. You know, in their eyes, Tan Taiyan was a fire god and could not be defeated at all! Xing Taiyan on the high platform, his eyes were like torches. He suddenly threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, then raised his hands over his head, and the red light flashed in his abdomen, shouting "Fire meteor!"

For a while, the people around the high platform were shocked again. They suddenly saw that at the ten feet above the high platform, the air suddenly turned red. The red became thicker and thicker, like blood like dusk. Finally, as the red cloud on the sky suddenly turned to the sky. With a crack, countless fireballs flew down from it, some as big as a human head, some as small as fists, like fire rain, all emitting almost purple flames, falling like explosions. For a moment, the whole high platform was shrouded in a red fire curtain composed of fireballs. Yan Song under the stage saw Long Ruoxi's figure flash, then disappeared into the firelight, and shuttled through the fire waterfall. Although his figure was ethereal, he was soon enveloped by the denser fire meteor and could not be seen.

Because he couldn't see the scene in the fire waterfall, Yan Song was about to peep at it with his spirit, but suddenly felt an inexplicable force surging in his body. He was puzzled. He stopped for a while and didn't feel it. But when he used his spiritual power again, the power surged again. He didn't know the reason and repeated it so carefully three times that he finally realized that it was the soul tripod in the jade bodhi in his body! Yan Song was shocked: "Don't it want to absorb the fire meteor martial soul on the high platform?" However, it was obvious that Yan Song felt that the force was not on the high platform, but under the high platform not far from him.

Looking for the direction of that force doubtfully, I saw the Xingyan sword hilt thrown away by Xing Taiyan! Yan Song was puzzled. How can a sword handle provoke the Nihun Ding? Could it be because this is Xianwu Xuanbing? That's not right. It's not that he hasn't seen Xianwu Xuanbing in Ye Nancheng before. Yan Yi's purple sword is sometimes closer to him, and he has never felt this way. What's going on? Is it possible that there is something strange in this Xingyan sword? Yan Song glanced at the red hilt, and then released his spiritual strength. Suddenly, he felt the strong suction of the Nihun tripod again in his body. At the same time, he saw that the red hilt suddenly moved. Since a nearly transparent light blue flame flew out of the hilt and disappeared in his chest in a blink of an eye.

"Sword Soul!" Yan Song suddenly realized that the blue flame just now must be the sword soul of Xingyan Sword, but he immediately muttered, "Xingyan Sword is obviously red. Why does the sword color of the sword soul contradict it? Is it possible that the sword caster who cast this sword made a mistake, or--" He didn't have time to think too much, and his body was suddenly hit by the energy flow rushing around on the high platform, and involuntarily staggered several steps in the direction of the crowd.

Yan Song turned his head and looked at the high platform. He saw that the red fire waterfall surged down from the sky as before. Countless fireballs were like meteors cutting through the sky and smashed heavily on the high platform. Long Ruoxi's figure could no longer be seen on the high platform. Yan Song tightened his heart and thought that something had happened to Long Ruoxi, but the next moment, he suddenly heard Long Ruoxi's voice from the fire waterfall: "Tianji fire style!" At the end of the words, Yan Song suddenly found that on the big platform, the dense fireball that rushed down suddenly received some force and involuntarily rotated, and the faster it turned, the more concentrated it became...

On the high platform, the range of the fire waterfall became narrower and narrower. When the fire turned sharply, it quickly contracted towards a place in the center. Before long, I saw that the figure of Fan Taiyan was suddenly thrown out by the rotating fire. Since the red fire waterfall became smaller and smaller, forming a red tornado in the sky, and the bottom of the tornado was Long Ruoxi's moonlight sword! Finally, the fire waterfalls flowing from the sky were all sucked by the moonlight sword and rotated around the sword...

The people around the platform became horrified again. They could feel one hot wind after another, stronger and hotter. They wanted to escape, but before they could move, they saw Long Ruoxi's body on the platform swirling, and the moonlight sword was in During his beating and dancing, he suddenly stabbed at the Taiyan, who stood motionless not far away...

The fire meteor rushed down from a high altitude gathered into a bunch on Long Ruoxi's head, and then followed the momentum of the moonlight sword and surrounded Long Ruoxi's body, like a lingering red training around his body. He turned and rushed to Xing Taiyan. Xing Taiyan was already at a loss and was hit in the chest by his own martial soul, and the whole person turned into a fireball. , flew backwards out of the crowd, knocked down several tall willows full of people, and then plunged his head to the ground. His body trembled and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

The middle-aged master on the high platform was stunned for a long time before stammering, "Long, Long Ruoxi wins!"

There was no applause, no congratulations, and the spectators around were either completely deterred by the horrible comparison just now, or they were so optimistic that they wanted to commit suicide... Everyone, in this muddle-headedness, scattered aimlessly. Of course, Long Ruoxi didn't care about this. He put away the moonlight sword, gently jumped on the broken platform, came to Yan Song, looked a little tired, and said calmly, "I can't let you in the last game tomorrow."

Yan Song didn't seem to care much about this and asked Long Ruoxi, "Sister, are you not hurt?" Hearing this, Yurong smiled and then said, "I'll go first. See you tomorrow." With that, the moonlight sword on her back suddenly flew up. When the fairy was blown again, her figure had floated up. Above the sky, the human sword became one and turned into a white light and disappeared in an instant.

The teenager took a step as if he had something to say, but he had disappeared. He lowered his arms, shook his head slightly helplessly, and turned away. As soon as he left the martial arts field, Liu Yun appeared beside him. Without waiting for him to speak, he smiled at him, and then asked intentionally or unintentionally, "The connections are very wide. Even Long Ruoxi can talk to you. You know, she doesn't even pay attention to the sword dean." Seeing Yan Song walking by herself, there was no reaction. She added, "Why did Long Ruoxi talk to you? Is this against common sense?"

"People's character problem." Yan Song is pale.

"I can get you high!" Liu Yun curled his lips and wanted to say something. Seeing the three Qin Shou brothers coming from the side, he patted Yan Song on the shoulder and said, "Don't bother me. Your brothers will talk first. I'll come to you in the afternoon and do a check for Xiaowei in person, hum!" After saying that, he turned his head and shook his hair and walked forward quickly.

Before Yan Song had time to refute, Liu Yun had already run away. Qin Shou and Sun Kailinfeng came over, thinking that they had just seen their appearance and joked, "Yo, are your sister-in-law angry? Do you think that your brothers occupy your time, or let's go, Kaizi!?" Sun Kai sighed, "Let's go. I lost all today. You said that Long Ruoxi is so powerful! And you, Brother Shou, why didn't you tell me in advance that Long Ruoxi would win! You two won, and I lost so badly!"

"My brother Lin Feng has long advised you to bet on Long Ruoxi. You are self-righteous and have to bet Taiyan!" Qin Shou smiled at Sun Kai and turned to Yan Song again, "Brother, I blame you. You asked me what the relationship between the Qin family and the Liu family was before. I was afraid that dating with Liu Yun would cause conflicts with me. It'syi enough! With your words, I will raise my hands in favor! Just talk to Liu Yun, which doesn't affect our two families at all--

"Liu Yun and I are ordinary friends." Yan Song stared at several people and didn't want to talk anymore. He walked forward with a stuffy head. Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked out, there was a big bald Chen Xuanyi's voice behind him: "Good guy, I finally found you!" Yan Song frowned slightly and quickly put his palm together and said, "Why don't you discuss the meaning of the Bodhi sword after I finish tomorrow's comparison, brother?"

The big bald man smiled, waved to Qin Shou and others, and said to Yan Song, "This time it's not the little monk looking for you, but the old sword dean looking for you. Go quickly, at Elder Haiyue's residence. Hey hey, the little monk has something else to do. Let's say goodbye first!" After saying that, he turned around and couldn't wait to run outside the sword yard. Sun Kai saw this and wondered: "What is this bright tripod busy doing?"

"Go to the Wind and Moon Tower." Yan Song threw down a sentence, asked everyone to go back first, and then turned around and walked to Elder Haiyue's residence.