This technique is clearly the pill-condensing technique that Mr. Sang passed on to him.
Looking at the situation in front of us, it seems that the two people in the "Dragon Fusion World" were used as elixirs to refine?
There were gasps of cold air coming from the side, and it was obvious that the thrones were also shocked by such methods.
Xu Xiaoshou watched carefully again. The temperature of the compressed blazing white fireball had increased countless times.
"Can you still survive?"
As soon as this thought appeared, one of the fireballs trembled violently, and a frosty breath spread out from it.
Everyone was extremely surprised. Under such flames, there was actually a cold aura emanating from it?
"Grave Name City Snow!"
Sure enough, at the next moment, a cold sword light disemboweled the fireball and cut it in half!
However, the fireball is not an entity after all. Even if it is cut, it will recover in an instant.
The one on the other side was also trembling, and it was clear that Cenchov inside was also struggling wildly. However, with the fireball's elasticity and self-healing, the situation was not optimistic either.
"This is too disgusting..."
Xu Xiaoshou could even feel the despair of the two of them. If he was trapped like this, he probably wouldn't know how to break out of the situation.
"Maybe besides the small fireball technique, there are more moves waiting to be developed?" Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself.
He actually had the idea of re-emphasizing "cooking proficiency" again, but when he saw Mr. Sang's tricks today, he became even more eager.
As long as you use it properly, even in battle, "Cooking Proficiency" is no weaker than "Sword Proficiency"!
The fireballs fluttered and silently decorated the night sky, and everyone saw the hope of victory.
The terrifying high temperature was burning, and even if the time was delayed by just a few seconds, it would cause great harm to the two people inside.
Mr. Sang stared intently at his "Dragon Fusion Realm". To be honest, he still had no confidence that he could trap the two of them to death so easily.
After a short while, the struggle in the two fireballs stopped at the same time, and the squirming and deformed "Dragon Fusion World" also calmed down in time.
The few people watching were all sweating. This was the calm before the storm.
The two of them want to fight back desperately!
How could Mr. Sang not see such thoughts?
Almost as soon as the fireball stopped moving, he laughed out loud, and then his spiritual energy suddenly exploded, and he swung down his fists violently.
"burst!"
Boom! Boom!
The two loud sounds of destruction that followed directly dyed the night into a bright white.
The terrifying temperature was out of control and rushed in all directions. A large area of vegetation in the back mountain withered and died in an instant.
The explosion had wide implications, not only the inner courtyard, but also the outer courtyard was affected.
The trees were dying of thirst, the rivers and lakes were steaming with mist, and the fat geese playing in the Goose Lake flew up one by one, only to fall into the hot lake again.
Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time. On this uneventful night, even the ignorant newly admitted disciples realized something was wrong.
"Wang Zhifa, is this really just a martial arts test for the senior brothers?"
"Um."
"Are you sure you're not lying? Can you do an explosion of this magnitude?"
"..."
"say something?"
"Shut up and go to sleep!"
…
The mountain behind the inner courtyard.
"Ahem!"
After the big explosion, a hoarse cough made everyone's pupils shrink.
"You're still alive under such an attack?"
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. Does this masked man belong to Xiaoqiang?
He looked over and found that this guy still had the familiar sword intent of being cut off.
This is like Sang Lao's attack, like his previous attacks, can cause disability, but it seems to have reached a limit that can no longer be broken through.
It seems impossible to want a masked man to be blown into pieces?
"How could it be?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.
The attacks of the two are not at the same level at all!
"What kind of weird spiritual skill is this..."
Seeing the sword intent that was like a broken thread, Xu Xiaoshou's mind became active.
If possessing the sword intention would have such an effect, then he might as well give it a try.
Mr. Sang didn't seem surprised that the masked man could survive. He looked straight to the other side, where Cenjov was.
A staggering figure stood in the void, with a hunched back and gray hair, as if all its lifespan had been burned away, and its face was extremely old.
His hand holding the ax seemed to be trembling, and the flames on his body never stopped.
"Okay, good boy, I have something..."
Xu Xiaoshou almost burst out laughing, he was beaten so hard that he lost his temper!
Looking at the angry look on the old man's face, he looks like he doesn't want to have sex with her but doesn't dare to do it. It's so weird!
Several other people also had happy faces. The guy before was like a nightmare. He chopped everyone's heads with an ax and their heads were bloody.
Unexpectedly, when he met Mr. Sang, he was beaten until he lost his temper completely.
"The woodcutter is gone."
The masked man was also burning beautifully. He didn't want to stay any longer. After speaking, he turned to Mr. Sang and said:
"Now that we are done venting our anger, can we leave?"
"Can."
Mr. Sang nodded while holding the straw hat, "You can leave, but the sword stays."
"Oh, the general trend is, I will definitely take this sword. If I keep it, your spiritual palace will also not be peaceful... Do you want to go out and walk like this every night?"
Mr. Sang fell silent.
What the masked man said was true, this was also what he was worried about.
Public opinion is spreading across the mainland. The current strength of the Spiritual Palace is really not enough to preserve this famous sword, and it may even bring disaster.
The scene became quiet for a moment. Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at Elder Qiao and said:
"Are they familiar?"
The way he spoke did not sound like an enemy, but more like the communication between acquaintances.
Thinking back to the battle that night before, even if Mr. Sang showed up, he didn't seem to have fought with the masked man.
Could it be...
"Have a gay relationship?"
There was a thud, and Xu Xiaoshou suffered another violent shock. He glanced at the geese by the river without leaving any trace, as if hesitating.
Jiang Bianyan is indeed interested. In his opinion, "Saint Slave" is already an organization that must be killed. If Mr. Sang has an affair with it...
"We are indeed familiar."
Xiao Qixiu spoke from one side.
Now that a junior has explained it clearly, it would be better. You don’t have to wait for someone to explain it to the Holy Temple.
"As far as I know, the two of them should have known each other a long time ago, but, as you just said..."
He looked at Xu Xiaoshou and continued: "We have different paths and we don't want to work together."
"Then let him go?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
Xiao Qixiu was stunned for a moment. Did this kid do it on purpose or...
I wonder if there are any outsiders here? They all have such sharp questions.
"Can you keep it?"
Ye Xiaotian suddenly said: "Cen Qiaofu didn't exert any force. Everyone can see that the masked man has decided to go and obviously doesn't want to fight."
"If we really want to start a war, I'm afraid it will attract powerful people from all sides in no time." He glanced at Jiangbian Yan with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Jiangbian Yan was frightened by the sight of this guy...
Isn't it just that there are fewer people coming? Why do you hold grudges so much?
But he knew what Ye Xiaotian said.
There has been quite a stir in the previous throne war. If the three of them really want to fight to the death, the white-clothed men from the Holy Temple may come unexpectedly.
At that time, it would be really difficult for the "Saint Slave" to escape.
However, these two people are obviously not stupid. Will they wait until that moment comes?
Jiang Bianyan smiled bitterly, if he had taken that letter of help seriously, I'm afraid tonight's situation would really be different.