A farce dispersed in the unhappy mood of everyone. The guy who called himself a swaying swordsman actually saw the Immortal Sect and flew away from here, and must have been no injuries.
"It's really interesting." At this moment, the golden spear seemed to be completely better. He stared at the place where the swaying swordsman left, looked up at the sky, and said intimately: "Free and go wherever you want..." Then Nai sighed.
There are two battles next, the two strongest disciples of the Immortal Sect fight against the two strongest tribe members of the Holy Clan. These two battles are also expected by everyone.
Everyone was quite excited, "The next one was a competition between Yan Zhi, the fire line of the Holy Clan, and Yan Emperor, the Immortal Sect. They were also controlling the fiery energy as hot as fire, and I wonder who could win?" But everyone was quite looking forward to it.
"I think it's the people of the Holy Clan who win. Although the people of the Holy Clan have never participated in the Kunlun sword competition, the strength of the Holy Clan is so powerful. Among them, there are many masters, and the younger generation of disciples are even better than those of the young. Although the disciples of the Immortal Sect have a very powerful cultivation, I'm afraid..." Everyone could understand the following words, so this person stopped talking.[
However, some people still disagree with it: "The Holy Clan is powerful, and this has nothing to do with the victory of Kunlun sword competition."
"Hmph, don't say if you don't understand. Yan Ji has always been in par with Xuanyuan Ya among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and Yan Zhi and Jin Zhan are also prides of heaven among the Holy Clan. Do you think this cannot be compared?"
The people in the audience had already started arguing with each other, and at this time the two had slowly come to the stage.
Yan Zhi smiled and said to Yan Ji, "Yan Zhi, you should know mine. I don't think I need to introduce it more."
"Yan Ji. I have been practicing in the Immortal Sect since I was a child, and I really don't know much about the outside world. I really don't know much about Brother Yan Zhi." Yan Ji also bowed his hands and said.
"Is that right?" Yan Zhi could see the arrogance in Yan Ji's heart, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I will tell you the next battle."
"Since that's the case, let's start." Yan Ji was too lazy to continue chatting with Yan Zhi.
However, although the battle began, neither of them took the lead. They looked at each other and seemed to be laughing at each other's superior and pretentious behavior.
Yan Zhi smiled and then said softly: "Since Brother Yan Ji wants me to take action first, I will offend you." After the words fell, Yan Zhi flashed all over his body, turning into a Hokage, flashing past Yan Ji's side, and instantly emitting eighteen flames.
"A little trick of the devil." Yan Ji didn't seem to have expected that Yan Zhi would be so funny and would use such a vulnerable attack.
However, the next eighteen flames turned around under the trend of rushing towards Yan Ji, and then revolved around Yan Ji. "Enjoy the tricks of carving insects, enjoy it well," Yan Zhixiao said.
Yan Ji frowned, and the red light shone in the palms of his palms, and then blasted at the eighteen fires beside him. A series of fires in the palms were like a bead cannon encountering eighteen fires, but in an instant, only Mars was eroded.
"What!!" Yan Ji was shocked, but his whole body was like Mount Tai, and he was not surprised when things changed.
"Go." At this time, Yan Zhi called out to the eighteen fire lights, and the fire light moved in response, like a rapid fire meteor, heading towards Yan Ji's body.
"Hmph." With an angry hum, Yan Ji would not just sit and wait for death. A red flame appeared all over his body. After eighteen flames hit Yan Ji's body, they gradually dissipated.
"The Yan family of the Holy Clan should not be underestimated." Yan Ji knew that Yan Zhi was powerful at this moment.
Yan Zhi still smiled at this. Yan Zhi was now different from that of the first meeting Leng Xiaoran, and there was no such impulse as he had back then. At this moment, his whole body was filled with a hint of stability, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his steadiness. It was indeed a bit like Yan Rulie. No wonder he commanded the Holy Clan for thousands of years without stepping down.
Yan Ji was crushed by Yan, so it was time for him to take action at this time. The battle between the two did not have earth-shaking momentum, nor was it cruel and cold-blooded suppression, but it was always extremely exquisite. Yan Ji embraced Tai Chi with both hands, and a fireball slowly condensed in his arms, as if it contained the power of poverty.
Yan Zhi took a look, and felt silent in his heart, as if he was alert.[
The fireball gradually shone brightly, and the red light was not enough to cover the golden flame inside the fireball. Soon, the golden flame swallowed the red light outside. But Yan Zhi was surprised because of this, "Yanghuo..." Yan Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and took three steps in a row, looking at the front of him carefully.
Yang fire is not ordinary fire, but a kind of heavenly fire that burns all things by collecting the sun fire.
"It seems that the Yan Emperor lineage of the Immortal Sect can collect the essence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the sun and moon. Yang fire is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Yan Zhi gradually faced Yan Ji's strength.
"Be careful, if you accidentally let Yanghuo touch you, then you will likely turn into ashes." Yan Jiu said kindly, but it seemed like humiliation in others' ears.
"Then you are careful too. Yang Huo doesn't recognize his master." This sentence made Yan Ji twitch his eyebrows and he said intimately: "I am worthy of being the number one young child of the Holy Clan."
Fire is the energy of violent rupture, and Yang Fire is an extremely powerful flame. Although it looks very gentle, if it is touched, its muscles and bones will only be transformed into ashes for a few breaths. However, one of the two is the Yan Emperor lineage, and the Yang Yan power is all night long, and the Fire God lineage is just like this. The other is the Holy Clan Fire lineage, and the bloodline contains mysterious power.
Yang Huo had been pregnant in Yan Ji's arms for a long time, and neither of them had any action during this period. Looking at this, everyone understood that Yan Zhi was giving way to Yan Ji. The golden spear on the stands smiled coldly, "Don't do it backfire."
Soon, Yan Ji suddenly burst out, and the Yang Fire in his arms lost its restraint. Suddenly, the flames burst out, and the surrounding temperature increased tenfold in a moment. Yang Fire seemed to be very accurate and head-on toward Yan Zhi. "With my current cultivation level, I can't fight with Yang Huo head-on." Yan Zhinai smiled, and then turned around and saw the trace of disdain in the eyes of the golden spear in the stands.
Then Yan Zhi said intimately: "If he hadn't killed his opponent when he showed his strongest ability, he wouldn't have been convinced."
"Fire Sun Glass" Yan Zhi shouted loudly, and the fire sunglasses made by the real name of essence and blood suddenly shot out from a red dot at the center of Yan Zhi's eyebrows. With a "swoosh", a fire suddenly appeared, and a round mirror suddenly appeared on Yan Zhi's chest. The mirror surface was smooth, and the edge seemed to be carved from various metals, carved with two dragons playing with beads, and the dragon's mouth was sprayed with red flames, and a round bead that was like a red sun slowly turned on it, as if it was a living thing. On the back of the fire sunglasses, there were two words "Fire Yang". The font of the fire sunglasses was an ancient seal script, revealing an ancient atmosphere, and it also emitted fire and fire.
"Shou" Yan Zhi shouted loudly, and the mirror of the fire sunglasses on his chest suddenly reflected a ray of flame light, covering the sudden attacking Yang fire inside. For a moment, the heat and dazzling Yang fire gradually dissipated.
"What!!" Yan Ji was shocked again. Although he knew that Yan Zhi could not be defeated by his Yang Fire, he did not expect that Yan Zhi had the ability to absorb Yang Fire. At the same time, he also remembered what Yan Zhi said when he used Yang Fire again.
Yanghuo is powerful, so Yan Ji cannot be absorbed by Yan Ji. So at this moment, Yan Ji's fists trembled, and at the same time, the flames were rising in his arms, and two golden lights flashed in half a month. "Yeah!" Yan Ji saw Yan Ji as if he wanted to stop him from absorbing Yang Huo, and he was also anxious, but his mind was controlling the fire sunglasses, so he could not stop Yan Ji from taking out his hands.
There seems to be a red sun in the mirror of the fire sunglasses. The red sun's light is red, covering the golden sunglasses, which temporarily suppresses the sunglasses. At the same time, the sunglasses are slowly approaching the sunglasses.
"I want my Yanghuo, see if you have the ability." Yan Ji roared, staring at the boss, the two golden half moons had already merged into one, and they also turned into a round mirror. However, unlike the Fire Sunglasses, there was a sharp golden flame burning on the mirror body of Yan Ji's Golden Sun mirror.
Seeing this scene, Yan Zhi suddenly smiled and said loudly: "So that's it. I was very surprised before how you absorbed the essence of the sun to cultivate Yang Fire. I didn't expect that you could inherit the Golden Rijing and easily get Yang Fire from it. I looked up to you." Then he smiled disdainfully and suddenly blasted at Yan Ji with one hand.
"What! There is still plenty of energy... I underestimated you." Despite this, Yan Ji was extremely confident. The golden mirror burned with a burning sunlight. Yan Ji slapped it with one hand, and a fire suddenly spewed out on the back of the mirror.
Yan Zhi's energy was immediately defeated by the fire in the Golden Ri Mirror and instantly attacked Yan Zhi.
"So what?" Yan Zhi smiled without comment. When the fire sunglasses turned, the red light in the mirror once again flourished, covering the unstoppable flame inside.
"Damn it. What is the fire sunglasses in his hand? Why can I vaguely restrain my sunglasses?" Yan Ji felt a little uneasy for a moment, but the movements in his hand never stopped.
Yan Jiong's whole body rushed forward, and the light of the Yang Fire of the Jin Ri Mirror was also rising. With Yan Jiong's three palms on his face, the Yang Fire in the Jin Ri Mirror was also photographed three times, and one was larger than one. When the Jin Ri Mirror approached Yan Ji, Yan Ji vaguely saw the face of the Jin Ri Mirror. There seemed to be only a smooth mirror in a round mirror. All other decorations were covered by golden sun fire. In the mirror, there seemed to be a bird with golden red flames all over his body, flapping his wings and taking off, and from time to time, a few golden flames were spraying out from his mouth.