"Sunset City rules stipulate that monks, no matter where they come from, are not allowed to do anything at will. If you take action in Sunset City, you have seriously violated the rules of Sunset City. Do you think I should spare you?"
The fat monk laughed loudly, and the aura around him began to rise.
Su Twelve squinted his eyes, his heartstrings tightening to the extreme at this moment.
"So, I am doing the wrong thing by saving this person?"
"The members of the law enforcement team have never asked you to rescue anyone. You have one last chance to choose whether to go back with me or let me take action."
The aura of the fat monk climbed to its peak, gathering into an astonishing pressure and sweeping towards Su Twelve.
"If you want to incriminate yourself, it's absolutely impossible to leave with your Taoist friends. But..."
Su Twelve spoke calmly, and the real energy in his body activated to resist the pressure brought by the other party's aura.
Staring at the other person with burning eyes, in his hands, the sword command that Liu Hua had given him that day was also in his hands at this moment.
However, Su Twelve didn't wait for him to finish speaking, let alone show his token.
The temperature in the room suddenly soared.
"Boy, I've given you an opportunity. Since you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for being rude."
As soon as the fat monk finished speaking, a ball of flame the size of a fist appeared across the sky and appeared behind Su Twelve.
The moment the flame appeared, it was like a meteor streaking across, heading straight for Su Twelve.
Su Twelve’s expression changed again, and he stood upside down with chills all over his body, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Unexpectedly, the other party has clearly been secretly doing it for this moment. Without even thinking about continuing to talk to the other party, the palm sword command appears and disappears.
The whisk in his hand was swayed, and the true essence was emitted, condensing into a ball of invisible power, and moved to resist the flames.
"boom!"
Hitting the flame with great force, it dispersed the flame easily.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the scattered flames quickly gathered together. In the blink of an eye, one flame turned into two.
The flames emitted scorching heat, carrying an aura that made Su Twelve fearful, and rushed towards Su Twelve again.
"Um?"
Su Twelve frowned slightly, sighed deeply, and used the fly whisk in his hand to wave his true energy again, rushing towards the two flames behind him.
Once or twice...
Su Twelve could see at a glance that these flames were derived from the formation, but they were fictitious and concealed reality. He had obviously targeted the formation immediately, but it did not affect the surrounding flame offensive at all.
Facing such a weird and bizarre fire offensive, he also knew that his attack methods were limited.
But the flame attack comes quickly and urgently. Once it stops and is caught by the flames, it will be really troublesome.
Before he understood the specific situation of these flames, he did not dare to take action rashly.
After more than ten times, the flames in the room not only failed to be extinguished, but split into two, then into four... and spread everywhere.
One after another, the flames connected into one piece, and then formed a torrential sea of fire.
The flames were like waves, one wave after another, rushing toward Su Twelve crazily.
Being surrounded by the sea of fire, Su Twelve lost a lot of real energy in his body, and his breathing became rapid.
His brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and he was sweating profusely.
Seeing this scene, at the door, the fat monk's mouth was slightly raised, and his face looked happy.
The pock-marked monk rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "As expected of Master Huang, I thought he was so powerful, but I didn't expect that he was trapped by Master Huang so easily."
"Looking at him like this, I'm afraid... he won't be able to hold on for long!" Wood Xing also breathed a sigh of relief and stood aside to compliment him.
"Hmph! It's just a golden elixir, but it dares to be so arrogant even though I'm forcing myself to do so. It's simply ridiculous."
"But, this person's strength is indeed not bad. He can persist for so long under the raging flames and still have some energy left. He can be considered a first-rate golden elixir stage powerhouse."
"It's a pity, I shouldn't have offended me, let alone the city lord. Today, he has only one end, and that is death."
The slightly fat monk twirled his beard, murderous intent radiating from his eyes. Halfway through his words, his pupils suddenly shrank.
However, Su Twelve, who was facing the torrential flames, suddenly put away the whisk in his hand, gathered the true energy in his body, and faced the wave of flames sweeping around him with a calm look on his face.
"Huh? Do you think these are just simple illusions? It's just... asking for death!"
"It seems that I think highly of..."
Seeing Su Twelve's behavior, the smile on the fat monk's face became even stronger.
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze on the spot.
Su Twelve didn't activate his true energy anymore, but he didn't just surrender.
He raised his hand and waved lightly, and a red leather gourd flew out from his cuff.
The red-skinned gourd kept spinning, and its size grew even more in the wind, becoming as tall as a person in the blink of an eye.
As it rotated, there was even more firelight emitted from inside.
The gourd's mouth opened, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared, like
Just like a whale devouring a tiger, it directly sucks in the waves of flames that are sweeping over it.
When the flames touched the red gourd, it disappeared directly.
After a full stick of incense, three groups of fist-sized strange fires, red in color and black in color, suddenly appeared in the wave of flames.
The strange fire is suspended in the air, erratic up and down, and also exudes a powerful aura. Compared with the wave of flames, it is obviously more real.
"Not good! Huh? That is... how is it possible that it is actually Nanming Lihuo?"
Seeing these three balls of strange fire, the fat old man's face changed instantly, he shouted something bad, and quickly took up the formation flag in his hand.
However, before he could take any action, he saw a ball of flame flying out of the gourd and let out another exclamation.
The spiritual fire of heaven and earth is inherently intangible. Using spiritual fire as the core of the formation can also make it more difficult for those who break into the formation to break it.
And these three strange fires were obviously the core of the formation that trapped Su Twelve.
If other attacks are used, with the support of the formation, they may not be able to break these three groups of strange fires.
But Nanming Lihuo is a rare spiritual fire with a higher upper limit.
In front of Nanming Lihuo, the three groups of strange fires were inferior to each other. The fat old man knew this very well and did not dare to be careless at all.
But no matter how quick he reacted, he was still a step too slow in front of Su Twelve, who was already prepared.
Nanming Lihuo rushed out suddenly, and as soon as he appeared, he quickly drew a red arc in the air with the force of thunder, engulfing three groups of strange fires.
Three balls of strange fire are extraordinary. The Nanming Lihuo has not yet entered its mature stage, and even the heavenly fire in the red-skinned gourd has not yet been completely swallowed up, let alone three more balls.
When he returned to Su Twelve, Nanming's Lihuo aura continued to rise even after it reached its peak.
In just a short breath, the entire flame began to tremble, and it looked like it might collapse at any time.