The two of them hadn't really taken action yet, but their true energy fields had already begun to collide. The ground shook slightly, showing Chen Zhe's abundant true energy.
His true energy can rival Yu Zhuo's.
Ding Xiran refused to close his eyes even after taking the elixir. He stared at Chen Zhe with wide eyes.
Among the three members of the Yueyang Sect, her injuries were the most serious. Although Ao Jiashuo and Feng Changyin were also injured, they were all injured while they were awake. Years of practice experience allowed their bodies to react naturally, and their true energy automatically reacted. Protect the Lord. So it should be better.
But when the disciple of the Guixian Sect made a sneak attack, Ding Xiran was completely unprepared and received a real blow.
Although the disciple of the Guixian Sect has average cultivation, this palm is where all his skills are concentrated. It is no small matter.
Ao Jiashuo said softly: "Xiaoxue, you should go to bed first."
After a practitioner is injured, he must first adjust his inner breath to stabilize the injury, and then go to sleep. They have a thorough understanding of the human body and know that all methods of healing are not as good as the body's own recovery. The body will automatically heal during sleep. Slower is slower, but it can minimize the consequences of injuries.
Ding Xiran shook his head with all his strength: "No. I want to watch Brother Yangyang rescue us."
Ao Jiashuo and Feng Changyin looked at each other and shook their heads imperceptibly.
They didn't expect to survive.
Chen Zhe killed Zhang Ze. He killed several disciples of small sects. But the strength of these people was not high. Especially Zhang Ze was a waste who could not build a foundation. Without the father who is the leader of the Methodist sect, he would not even be qualified to enter. None.
Even if he killed the sneak attack just now with one sword, he probably relied mostly on the Emperor's Hate Sword.
Will he be the opponent of Yu Zhuo who has been famous for many years?
Neither of these two people are optimistic about Chen Zhe.
Ding Xiran didn't know what they were thinking.
She stared at Chen Zhe with wide eyes: "You don't believe it. Let me tell you. He is very capable."
This kid has gone crazy for cultivating a personality.
Ao Jiashuo and Feng Changyin looked at each other and saw the helpless look in each other's eyes.
As for the cultivators opposite, they are even less optimistic about Chen Zhe. Yu Zhuo was an outstanding disciple of the Lieyang Sect back then. He ranked fourth among the five sects in the world. He was not on the same level as losers like Zhang Ze.
As Yu Zhuo's fingers moved lightly, waves formed on the ground. Chen Zhe felt as if he was in a pot of boiling water. The breath in his body couldn't help but begin to boil.
Chen Zhe raised his feet, and a burst of flames burst out. The sole of the sports shoe on his right foot was already on fire.
Humph. The so-called Lieyang Sect's unique mental method is probably the use of fire Taoism to the extreme among the Five Elements Taoism.
Chen Zhe raised the sword in his left hand and made a slight finger gesture with his right hand. A ball of water mist was formed in the air and he pointed downwards. When the ball of water met the pure fire essence on the ground, it immediately turned into a ball with a chirping sound. A ball of water vapor.
Yu Zhuo sneered and said: "The Lieyang Sect's mental method is not a simple fire-based Taoist technique."
Yu Zhuo moved his fingers again. Chen Zhe's feet gradually protruded and formed a bulge, forming a small volcano shape.
Boom.
Volcano erupts. Brings fiery red color.
Chen Zhe accidentally burned his pants. He jumped to the side and slapped him a few times. He was a little embarrassed.
Ao Jiashuo and Feng Changyin sighed. It was too messy.
Chen Zhe's strength lies in the Emperor's Hate Sword. Yu Zhuo knows the sharpness of the Emperor's Hate Sword and wants to use magic to end the battle. At this time, Chen Zhe's best choice is to close the distance between the two and take advantage of the Emperor's Hate.
It seems that although his true energy is a bit stronger, his fighting experience is equivalent to zero.
Yu Zhuo had a sneer on his face. There was a hint of pride on his face. On the other hand, Chen Zhe finally extinguished the fire on his pants. However, Yu Zhuo reached out to distract Chen Zhe. Countless heavenly fires fell from the sky and beat Chen Zhe. Zhe was caught off guard and was immediately at a disadvantage.
This fight was a lively one. When Yu Zhuo got up, he used all his methods. He almost used Chen Zhe as a rake.
For a time, fire from heaven and earth were intertwined. Chen Zhe was tired of coping...
Everyone was very happy to see it. Only then did they know that Yu Zhuo was indeed a real master. He had actually integrated the mental methods of the Lieyang Sect and the Methodist Sect into one. He also added a lot of his own understanding to it. These moves were made by Yu Zhuo himself. Created.
It's really awesome.
Ding Xiran watched with great interest: "He is going to fight back."
Ao Jiashuo sighed softly. Chen Zhe automatically gave up his advantage from the beginning. What a waste of counterattack.
Yu Zhuoyue became more and more angry as he fought. His proud laughter continued for a long time. Chen Zhe's Emperor Hate Sword flew up and down. From a distance, it was wrapped in a blue light.
"That's it now."
Yu Zhuo shouted loudly. He formed a ball with his hands and pushed it out suddenly. A jet of flames shot out and went straight to Chen Zhe.
His attack just now had pressed Chen Zhe into a very small space. Then he used all his true energy to unleash it. He just wanted to kill Chen Zhe with one blow.
As soon as this move was launched, Yu Zhuo felt a little hot under his feet.
At first, he didn't care too much. After all, he was learning an enhanced version of fire-based Taoism. But suddenly the heat under his feet became unbearable. A burning sensation spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body. Yu Zhuo jumped in shock. When I got up and looked down, I was just like Chen Zhe at the beginning... my feet were on fire.
What's going on.
Could it be that he also knows the unique mental methods of Lieyang Sect?
Absolutely impossible.
Who can play with fire better than yourself?
Yu Zhuo smiled sinisterly: "It's just a job."
He has been practicing the Five Elements of Fire since he was a child in the Lieyang Sect. He has mastered this Taoist technique with ease. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the flames on his pants seemed to be summoned. All of them were caught in his hands.
At this time, Chen Zhe had already forced Yu Zhuo away: "I heard that you are a disciple of the Lieyang Sect. You are very good at playing with fire. Then we can just compete."
The Emperor's Hate Sword in Chen Zhe's hand was shining brightly with a magnificent red light. It was facing Yu Zhuo's flaming dragon.
The fire Taoism released by Chen Zhe was slightly red and whitish in color, while Yu Zhuo's flames were all red. The two collided with a loud bang.
The dust on the roof fell one after another. The huge factory building shook slightly. The ground was already mottled and burnt black.
The confident smile on Yu Zhuo's face suddenly felt a little forced...
Chen Zhe's fire magic was obviously not as powerful as his own. It was like a chicken versus an eagle. But Yu Zhuo's advantages were being eaten away bit by bit. The chicken actually pecked the eagle hard.
"This is impossible."
What Yu Zhuo was proud of throughout his life was the mastery of the Can Yang Sect's mental methods. He not only integrated them and improved them, but also combined them with the methods obtained from the Methodist Sect. They simply complemented each other. He had many disciples in the spiritual world. They were all defeated.
At this moment, he couldn't accept it. He actually forgot to resist. He saw that the Samadhi True Fire created by Chen Zhe's copycat Liyang Sect's mental method burned his body.
Yu Zhuo roared in pain: "Ah."
In the past, he used this fire magic to burn others to death. He watched with pride as others struggled and begged for mercy. Now it was his turn.
"Why. My fire magic is the strongest. How could this happen?"
Chen Zhe watched as Yu Zhuo was covered in flames and struggling painfully. The true energy in his body automatically protected the master and was burned away bit by bit by the flames.
He sighed softly. Chen Zhe shook his head: "You don't know how you died. You are probably too confident. You think your talent is amazing. You actually improved the Lieyang Sect's mental method. This mental method is so powerful. It has reached perfection. Don’t you know that it is the crystallization of the wisdom of many predecessors? You feel that you have surpassed them. Even if you want to change, it is not something that people like you can change."
People like Yu Zhuo are too confident in their own talents. He changed a good mental method of Lieyang Sect. But he didn't expect that the already perfect mental method was changed by him like this. Another flaw appeared. On the surface, it seemed stronger. . In fact, the flaws have also been exposed.
Seeing Yu Zhuo's body rising in smoke and howling like ghosts after being burned, Chen Zhe said jokingly: "You are so proud of yourself."
It is estimated that there is a flaw in this mental method. Many experts must have seen it but did not tell Yu Zhuo... I guess these people also have good intentions.
Feng Changyin glared and said: "It turns out that Yu Zhuo has some flaws in his mind. He didn't know it. He died in the hands of Chen Zhe. It's really unjust."
The implication is that Chen Zhe is probably not as strong as Yu Zhuo. He just happened to find a flaw.
Ao Jiashuo shook his head. His eyes fell on Chen Zhe. He whispered: "But if I give you this flaw, can you find it?"
Feng Changyin thought carefully: "I can't find it."
Ao Jiashuo asked again: "Even if someone tells you that Yu Zhuo's mental skills are flawed, can you defeat him?"
Feng Changyin was stunned for a moment and shook his head...
Ao Jiashuo smiled slightly: "It seems that Xiaoxue's vision is very accurate this time."
Ding Xiran supported himself and saw this. He smiled sweetly: "Brother Yangyang is very powerful. I always think he is the most capable man."
Ao Jiashuo and Feng Changyin were very hurt when they heard this.
Feng Changyin said dissatisfied: "What about us?"
Ding Xiran thought for a while: "You are not considered a man..."
Just when Feng Changyin was about to cry but had no tears left, she added another sentence: "You are family."
There were countless cultivators around, but everyone looked at Yu Zhuo helplessly. For a moment, they couldn't accept that a man like Yu Zhuo, who played with fire all day long, was burned to death. No one thought of saving him.
Even if someone thinks of it, no one can save it because everyone has a dirty mind.
Chen Zhe looked coldly at Yu Zhuo's painful struggle. He couldn't bear to point to a bucket in the distance: "There seems to be water there."
Fire Taoism cannot be extinguished with a bucket of water. However, Yu Zhuo was burned beyond recognition at this time. His mind was in confusion. He didn't pay attention to the enemy's warning. Hearing the water, he immediately ran over and didn't pay attention to it at all. There is a strong smell in a bucket of "water".
Sure enough, there was a bucket behind Ding Xiran and the others. Yu Zhuo took off the lid. Inside was a small half bucket of transparent liquid.
Thump~
Yu Zhuo plunged in headfirst, struggling with his feet still exposed.
boom.
Huge flames shot up into the sky, reaching a height of two to three meters. Fortunately, they did not explode.
The discarded industrial alcohol in small cans at the factory sparked raging anger...
The flames were reflected in Chen Zhe's bright eyes. At this time, his smile was like a devil.