"Sun Golden Crow..." Yan Zhi recognized the bird shadow in the Golden Ri Mirror at a glance. "I didn't expect that the spirit of the Golden Ri Mirror was actually the Sun Golden Crow." After a slight sigh, Yan Zhi had to pay attention to Yan Ji's offensive again.
"It's useless, how do you release the yang fire and use it for me." When Yan Zhi laughed, the red light in the fire sunglasses in his hand was magnificent, and the red sun was rotating wildly, swallowing the surrounding yang fire, as if the yang fire was the best supplement for the fire sunglasses.
"Then try it, is it useful?" Although Yan Ji's tone was hard, he was indeed a little worried.
Yan Zhi was still standing there, holding the fire sunglasses on his chest with both hands, and urging the fire sunglasses with all his strength, so that the red light could not be exhausted.
Yan Ji ignored the previous attempt to retract the Yang Fire, but fought with Yan Ji to the end, and what he fought was how much Yang Fire could Yan Ji absorb. The Yang Fire in his Golden Sun Mirror can be said to be a vast edge. Ten years have passed, Yan Ji absorbed the power of the Sun's essence from the top of the mountain where he was practicing. [
Several rays of yang fire entered the fire sunglasses, and they were silent like a cow entering the sea of mud. "Hmph, continue." Yan Ji was angry, and also released a large amount of yang fire, all of which sprayed into the fire sunglasses. However, at this time, Yan Ji's face was also red, and a look of looking at death seemed to be revealed in his eyes. Seeing this scene, Yan Ji felt happy, "Hmph, let you fight with me. Can you touch the Yang Huo?"
However, what Yan Ji didn't see was that it slightly raised at the corner of Yan Zhi's mouth, revealing a sinister smile.
There was an inexplicable traction force in the red light of the fire sunglasses, as if it was pulling silk and sucking the yang fire around the Golden Rim Mirror into the fire sunglasses. Yan Ji also discovered this situation, and was shocked again and again in his heart. Then he seemed to think of something in his heart, "Oh, is this a trap? All of this was prepared in advance."
Yanghuo continued to enter the fire sunglasses, which made Yan Zhi's smile even brighter. Under the red and golden light, Yan Zhi's smile was like a devil. It made Yan Ji tremble all over, and it was a bit late to take back the Golden Ri Mirror at this time.
"Can you do it?" Yan Zhi smiled strangely, and his whole body left the fire sunglasses. He could not activate the fire sunglasses. This scene almost made Yan Ji feel distracted.
"It's all a conspiracy." Yan Ji already knew at this time that Yan Ji pretended to be just competing with him, and was a little afraid of Yang Huo and then released the fire Yang Glass. Unexpectedly, Yan Ji wanted Yang Huo, and his own cultivation had far surpassed Yan Jio.
Everyone present was also quite stunned, staring at the two people on the field, and their balance was immediately unbalanced.
"I didn't expect Yan Zhi to be so scheming. Even I was misled." Xuanyuan Ya, who was on the stands of the Immortal Sect, said with a frown, and he was also very afraid of Yan Zhi. "This kind of person will be Yan Bazhou or Yan Rulie in the future..." Listening to Xuanyuan Xiu's words, everyone in the head of the Immortal Sect sighed helplessly.
In recent years, the Yan family of the Holy Clan has indeed given a shocking effect to the Huaxia Sect. Yan Bazhou, with his own strength, overthrew several sects of different sizes, and Yan Rulie even brought the Holy Clan to the top. Today, the Holy Clan is like the sun at noon, and I don’t know when it will set off on the cliff.
"Hmph..." Jin Zhan, who was on the stands of the Holy Clan, turned his head and snorted in his heart: "Over the years, I have learned these things."
However, Yan Se, beside Jin Zhan, looked at Yan Zhi on the stage with great satisfaction, "The son is teachable, I think my holy clan will surely be in the future for thousands of years and will never decline..." The wishful thinking was firmly nailed to his heart.
As for Leng Xiaoran and the other ten, they stared at Yan Zhi with vigilance, and twitched the golden spear's mouth and said hatefully: "This brat seems to be more and more like Yan Rulie. The whole family is so sinister."
"I don't know how the Yan clan has become like this now..." Bai Ling'er sighed and said, as if she was very sad about the current situation of the Holy clan.
Meng Mei shook her head and said, "No matter what, if they want to break the rules of the Holy Clan, they will be punished."
However, at this time, a strange voice came out, "If, I said, if, the Yan family was really for the Holy Clan, then everything we did..." Feng Qi suddenly thought of something, but he stopped halfway.
"What are you going to say?" Ying Jianjian looked at Feng Ji with a grief, "Are you going to say that our approach is destroying the Holy Clan? And their approach is right?"
"I don't mean that. If Yan Rulie colluded with outsiders, then they deserved the crime, but they just wanted to make the Holy Clan stand at the top of China, then I think he is actually nothing wrong. What he is wrong is just the way."
At this time, Leng Xiaoran said coldly: "If you want to protect China, you have to rule China. No one in this world can do it. You can only let the holy clan with a distant foundation exhaust their vitality and make the energy exhausted. This is digging a grave for yourself. As the Holy Son, you can't understand it? This is to let the holy clan decline. From then on, the holy clan will have little power to protect the continent. Is this what you want to see? Now the holy clan has no inheritance of the holy clan, and you still have to watch the holy clan continue to decline. Behind the glory is cruel decay."
Leng Xiaoran's voice was extremely cold, as if he had a deep hatred with Yan Rulie.[
No one spoke anymore, everyone looked at the angry Leng Xiaoran with a chilling face, "It may be even more miserable to anger Leng Xiaoran than to anger Yan Rulie."
"Now what we can do is to try our best to hug the bloodline of the Holy Clan, instead of thinking about who is right or who is wrong..." Leng Xiaoran said, and slowly left the stands of Wangxiantai. Everyone looked at Leng Xiaoran's slowly leaving figure, as if they were lonely and desolate, feeling like they were in a state of no way.
Everyone is thinking in their hearts about what they should do to help Leng Xiaoran. Unfortunately, everyone has the answer in their hearts, but they don’t know how to start.
"Save blood... has things reached this point?" Listening to what Leng Xiaoran said before, everyone stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other, then looked at Bai Ling'er and Feng Ji, "Do you two understand?" Jin Qian asked nervously.
Feng Ji was surprised, thought for a while, and then said, "I don't know, maybe I might have returned to this point, right?" Feng Ji said in his mind, "I'm not a god, so how do you know?" However, after Leng Xiaoran said, a cold feeling did emerge in Feng Ji's heart, and then masturbated: "It should be that he said he was heavy..."
Bai Ling'er raised her eyebrows, "Maybe. Now that the matter has not yet emerged, I can't see through..." Then the nine people followed Leng Xiaoran's passing back.
"What's wrong with them? Their faces are not very good." Luo Qianxue was watching the battle on the field with relish, but found that Leng Xiaoran and others' faces were as silent as ever, and she was very strange in her heart.
"Don't pay more attention. Everyone has their own worries, right?" Luo Qianhua smiled at Luo Qianxue, but he didn't think so in his heart.
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On the Wangxiantai, Yan Zhi flashed easily behind Yan Ji, who had fully controlled the Golden Rijing. He slashed down with a palm, and it turned out to be a flame with red light and golden light. It contained the power of the Yang Fire that he had absorbed before. "I was careless and actually caught him." Yan Ji could not hide, and a palm print suddenly printed on Yan Ji's back.
Yan Ji used this force to escape the power of the fire sunglasses. With a muffled groan, Yan Ji was knocked away dozens of feet away, but it fell steadily, but the power of the palm prints eroded Yan Ji's body and the meridians in his body.
Yan Ji's true energy was circling around the sky for a long time, which eliminated the power of the eroding flame in his body. "What power was he at that time? Since it was mixed with the power of Yang Fire." Yan Ji couldn't figure it out.
"Do you not know why?" Yan Zhiyan saw that the victory was decided, and said with a smile, "Then I will tell you that my fire sunglasses are refined from the Sun Golden Crow's Sun Crow's Sun Crow's Sun Crow's Sun Crow's Soul. What my fire sunglasses lack is Yang Fire, and your golden sun mirror is the lack of Red Flame. When the two fires are combined into one, change to the real sun true fire."
When Yan Hao left, he looked back and said intently: "The sun's true fire... is already very close to Tianyan..."
"If I hadn't been with you today, I wouldn't have gotten so much Yanghuo. I would have to thank you." Yan Zhi wanted to hit Yan Ji down from the stage, but Yan Ji didn't seem to have suffered any trauma. While his body dodged, he ran to the fire sunglasses floating in the air.
"I still dare to peek at my fire sunglasses, I'm really ungrateful." Yan Zhi felt angry. Although he didn't look like a killer, he was still merciful and ruthless in his actions.
"Fired Yang Yan" Yan Zhi used the power of the Sun True Fire that he had just mastered to use a move that he had never used successfully. The surroundings suddenly turned golden red, dazzling and hot, and it was no longer verbal. Yan Zhi's void point towards the Fire Sun Glass, and the Fire Sun Glass also had a golden red light all over his body. When Yan Ji approached, the golden flames all over his body seemed to have been assimilated, and they were also shining with golden red light.
"Ah" Yan Ji screamed in pain, shocked in his heart, "Oh, the real sun fire is actually catching the sun fire on my body." The golden red flames pounced on Yan Ji's body, and the screams were endless. Yan Zhu from the Yan Emperor's lineage on the stage was greatly alarmed. "Damn boy" Yan Zhu wanted to come out to rescue him, but was stopped by Xuanyuan Xiu.
"Don't be anxious, Yan Ji doesn't die so easily." Xuanyuan Xiu comforted.
"Hmph" Yan Ji groaned, then a sharp roar. The golden mirror in his hand suddenly became golden flames, and an elegant figure suddenly stretched out from the mirror, wrapping around Yan Ji away from the stage.
Looking at this scene, Yan Zhi looked coldly at the stands of the Immortal Sect. He knew that someone was helping him, so he waved his right hand and removed the sun's true fire around him, and then said lightly: "Compare with fire with me, are you far behind? In this world, there is only one person who can compare with me..." After saying something, he floated away.