"What just happened? Why did the sea of fire separate?"
"I don't know? What happened? Did Yang Shun stop?"
"Probably not. It's impossible for Yang Shun to stop with his temper. I just saw Rong Que point his finger at the sea of fire, and the sea of fire separated."
"How is this possible? Just one finger, it's impossible! Absolutely impossible! It should be impossible. Do you think it's impossible?"
After a moment of silence, the audience suddenly burst into excitement. Everyone was discussing whether the separation of the sea of fire was due to Rong Que's finger. Even some people who firmly did not believe it began to waver, because, except for Rong Que,
Without that finger, no one can come up with better evidence to prove why the sea of fire automatically separates, just like Rong Que is the servant of the master fire.
The flames disappeared, the strong wind disappeared, Rong Que's black hair was flying, and he stood on the ring with his hands behind his back. He casually glanced at Yang Shun. With this glance, Yang Shun felt a cold sound behind his back, and his clothes were instantly wet with sweat.
In fact, Rong Que's glance did not have any special power, it was just an ordinary glance. However, after Rong Que resisted Yang Shun's killing move, it became extraordinary, especially in Yang Shun's view, it was just a glance.
The monstrous sea of fire broke through with just one finger. This kind of shock cannot be underestimated.
"I'm asking you something, what did you just say!" Rong Que grinned a bit sinisterly. He knew that at this time, he must hit Yang Shun's heart as much as possible and make him feel inferior. If this continues,
, winning this game is only a matter of time.
However, Yang Shun's ability to reach the position of the number one disciple of the South Sect shows that he is not a simple person. He quickly recovered from the psychological blow to Rong Que, although deep in his heart, the memory of Rong Que just now kept flashing through his mind.
A look, but it was well concealed on the surface, not revealing the slightest difference.
Glancing at Rong Que, who was safe and sound, Yang Shun sneered and said, "You can't avoid this killing move of mine, which shows that you are not easy. However, if you want to seize the first place in my hands, you are still a little green. Look,
trick!"
As he said that, Yang Shun had already put up his big fan and roared, "Look at my wind and fire fan!"
A fan was blown out towards Rong Que, who was already standing on the edge of the ring, and suddenly another gust of wind swept over him, bringing with him a trace of fire.
This time Rong Que was well prepared. When Yang Shun waved his fan, he immediately rushed forward and rushed in front of Yang Shun before the fire expanded.
came out, instantly dispersing the unformed flames and whirlwind.
The moment he met Rong Que's eyes, the fear buried deep in his heart suddenly erupted and spread rapidly towards Yang Shun's entire body. Sweat seeped out from every pore on his body, instantly making him wet.
clothes.
Looking at Yang Shun with a look of fear on his face, Rong Que grinned, stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed the wind and fire fan in his hand. As long as he captured the wind and fire fan, Yang Shun would be defeated without any way to restrain Rong Que's speed.
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When he saw Rong Que trying to seize the Wind and Fire Fan, Yang Shun immediately became anxious and quickly bit the tip of his tongue. The pain instantly pulled him back from the endless abyss of fear. As soon as he resumed action, Yang Shun immediately took the Wind and Fire Fan away.
In the storage ring, his body turned backwards several times and distanced himself from Rong Que.
"I see how you can beat me without the Fenghuo Fan. I am invincible. I have never been defeated since my debut. I think you also know about the Tiansha Peak incident. Even Zhao Peng is not my opponent. What do you think?
Can a little Yang Shun do it?" Rong Que slowly walked towards Yang Shun and said with a grin.
Rong Que deliberately told him these words. Just now, Rong Que discovered that the fear of himself had planted a seed in Yang Shun's heart. What he had to do now was to let this seed take root and sprout. As long as
When fear sprouts, it will get out of control. There will be a sense of restraint when facing yourself, and you will never raise your head in front of yourself.
Although this move is a bit vicious, Rong Que's first master, Kuang Yuanlang, told him a few years ago that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. If Rong Que doesn't want to be cruel to himself, then he has no choice but to do so.
I feel sorry for the enemy.
Sure enough, Rong Que's words had some effect. The sweat on Yang Shun's forehead kept dripping, his eyes were in a daze, and the fear of Rong Que in his heart began to increase. Maybe it was because it was now.
It was a tense period, so he couldn't think much about it, so he could only think about it based on the information revealed to him by Rong Que.
Tiansha Peak protector Zhao Peng is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Spiritual Realm. Compared with him, a Qi practitioner in the late Spiritual Realm, he is many times stronger. Since Zhao Peng can't do anything about this, what can he do?
You might gain something.
In fact, he has never thought that the inner disciples are not invincible, and their strength is not insurmountable. Just like Yang Shun, as long as he makes good use of the wind and fire fan in his hand, he can defeat Zhao Peng beyond a small stage.
It's impossible. Just being said by Rong Que instilled in him the general thought that the distance between the outer disciples and the guardian of the inner mountain peak is as big as clouds and mud and cannot be crossed, which matched the thought that had been planted in his heart.
The seeds of fear played an unimaginable role.
As he continued to daydream, and as Rong Que continued to instill his own thoughts into him, Yang Shun's knees gradually began to bend.
Even if Yang Shun seems to understand this problem now, there is still another question waiting for him. Why does the Wind and Fire Fan have no effect on Rong Que? He is like the Flame Lord, and not even a ray of flame dares to defy his existence.
Generally, this makes the wind and fire fan in Yang Shun's hand useless.
This wind and fire fan was lent to him by a peak in the inner gate. The condition is that after entering the inner gate, he must throw himself under the peak and serve him. This is the way for ordinary peaks to compete for newcomers. Many peaks compete for newcomers.
The peak will look for some outer sect disciples with outstanding potential, and then lend them weapons to help them enter the inner sect, so as to gain fresh blood from the peak.
"I think your wind and fire fan was also borrowed from the inner door. It's really like Cong Xun. She also has one, but it seems to be the same as yours. It's of no use. It just breaks a little. Those inner doors
The mountain peak is not trying to frame you, right?" Rong Que walked a few steps in front of Yang Shun and spoke slowly, especially when he mentioned the word "point", he deliberately emphasized his tone and stretched out his
He made some gestures with his fingers, which seemed very personal.
Listening to Rong Que's words, Yang Shun's pupils began to blur. He had begun to doubt his own strength. He even began to wonder if Rong Que might be the apprentice of some thousand-year-old weirdo who suddenly came out of the mountain with some kind of power.
The unlucky man himself came across this peerless Qigong. The more he thought about it, the more real it seemed to him. Human beings are very strange creatures. When they think wildly, they feel that anything can happen.
Being constantly hit by Rong Que, Yang Shun's knees kept bending, gradually approaching the ground. As long as he kneeled down on one knee, he would never be able to stand up again. This was a kind of psychological pressure. Sometimes
When used, compared to the real coercion of a strong person, it will catch people off guard, make them more difficult to guard against, and even lead to unexpected gains.
Those who enter the game are fascinated, and those who watch are clear. At the top of the auditorium, Taomu's eyes revealed a trace of contempt, and he slowly said to himself: "This kid lost. His confidence was shattered by such a few words. It's basically
He is not qualified to be a strong man. I was more optimistic about him at first, but now when I compare him with the guy who uses a fruit knife, I realize that there is a huge difference between him and me."
The Nanmen disciples gradually became nervous. Looking at Yang Shun's decadent appearance on the stage, one disciple finally couldn't bear it any longer and yelled, "Brother Yang Shun, get up quickly! Don't stop me."
Kneel down!”
This voice echoed over the battlefield, which was somewhat quiet due to the changes in the battle situation, and also entered the ears of Yang Shun, who was currently covered by fear and confusion.
In Yang Shun's inner world, there was darkness all around, and in this boundless darkness there was a figure walking aimlessly.
As long as you get closer, you will find that this figure is exactly the same as Yang Shun, but it seems to have no soul, dull and dull, with only a little color in the pupils, and has been walking towards the darkness ahead, with no destination, and even more
There is no goal.
Not far in front of him, a red figure wearing a blood-colored robe was standing, and behind this red figure was the shadow of a white-haired old man. This is not over yet, as long as you observe carefully.
, you can find that behind the two figures, there is another figure. To be precise, it is not sure whether it is a figure, because the shadow is unusually huge, and it has even completely covered the entire dark inner world.
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Unfortunately, Yang Shun seemed to have lost sight of these things. He just obeyed the call of the red figure in front of him and kept walking towards him.
The aura emanating from this red figure made Yang Shun, who was already numb, frown and said inarticulately: "Familiar!"
Although the voice was spoken, it did not mean that Yang Shun was awake. He still walked forward dullly, slowly, step by step, in front of the red figure. This red figure carried a broad
The brim of his hood hung down and he couldn't see clearly, but Yang Shun became more and more familiar with that aura.
After Yang Shun stood firm in front of him, the red figure stretched out his right hand towards Yang Shun. Looking at the palm in front of him, Yang Shun unconsciously raised his right hand and slowly, like a zombie, moved towards
The right hand of the red figure stretched out and was about to touch it the next moment.
At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded, which was extremely harsh in this dark world. The vibration of the sound waves shattered the dark barrier like a lens.
"Senior Brother Yang Shun, get up quickly! Don't kneel down!"
"Kneel? Why should I kneel?" Yang Shun suddenly woke up, and all the darkness around him disappeared instantly, revealing the Bitao Zongwu Arena behind the darkness. Everyone in the audience stared at him with their mouths wide open.
There was an incredible expression on his face.
Taking another look at the direction of the red figure, Rong Que was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile. Only now did Yang Shun understand that the familiar smell on the red figure was that of Rong Que.
The murderous aura that I had fought with him, that fierce murderous aura.