The golden flame was like a divine dragon, suddenly surging out in the dark night.
It released its power to its heart's content, blazing, exploding, and burning everything...everything it passed was turned into ashes, and even the void was steamed and distorted.
The man in black was first hit by the flames. He couldn't avoid it, and his arm was touched a little by the 'Samadhi True Fire', and the flames quickly spread across his body.
What's even more frightening is that the man in black, howling in pain, reached out and slapped the flames. Not only could he not extinguish it, but his palms also burned. In the blink of an eye, the smell of barbecue could even be heard.
"Ah...save me, save me quickly..."
It didn't take long for the black man to turn into a big fireball. He fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, howling in pain. His appearance was unbearable to watch.
The men in black around them immediately retreated far away, and suddenly distanced themselves from Su Ping'an. Then they looked at their fallen companions with their mouths agape and fear lingering in their hearts.
"This flame is too overbearing. It's just a little bit tainted, but it can't be extinguished even if I hit it."
"What kind of fire is this? It's so scary!"
"I know that this is the 'Samadhi True Fire', a kind of strange fire in 'Journey to the West'. I have read this story book. This fire is so overbearing that even water cannot put it out."
"What, water can't quench it, so what should we do?"
Everyone was afraid of Su Pingan's 'Samadhi True Fire', so they could only surround him for a while, but did not dare to get close.
Su Ping'an stood in the middle of the street, with a gloomy expression on his face. In front of him, Sun Wukong held the 'Samadhi True Fire' in his hand, rising and falling like a demon god.
Su Ping'an saw that these men in black were afraid of his 'Samadhi True Fire', so he said: "Everyone, can we have a good talk now?"
The men in black looked at each other but did not answer.
Su Pingan continued: "You are obviously afraid of the flames in my hands, but you refuse to retreat. This means that you have been ordered to kill me. Who is your boss, the Gao family? Or is it someone else?"
After hearing Su Ping'an's words, a man in black on the other side said: "Stop blabbering, you are dead today, don't know what to do with this."
Su Pingan: "Since you also say that I am dead, then why don't you tell me?"
The expressions of the men in black were stagnant, and then one of them took a step forward invisibly, and then took out a crystal scroll.
As soon as the scroll came out, an unusual aura immediately escaped. The aura caused the 'Samadhi True Fire' in Su Ping'an's hand to be stimulated and sway, as if being blown by a strong wind. "I will block the fire in his hand.
Come on, you kill him!"
After saying that, the man in black holding the scroll opened the scroll in his hand.
Looking carefully, I saw that what was painted on it was a big river. There was nothing on the big river, except for a feather that was sinking into the river water and had sunk halfway.
There was a falling bird in the sky. The bird flew into the middle of the river before falling. However, there were obviously no arrows on the bird, which meant that no one shot it, but it fell down for no reason. It was very strange.
Weird.
Seeing this painting, Su Pingan's pupils immediately shrank slightly. This painting suddenly reminded him of a sentence.
The Tianhe River is weak, red hair does not float, and birds have difficulty crossing...
It means the extraordinaryness of 'weak water'.
Su Ping'an still remembered that it was recorded in the "Book of Mountains and Seas" in his previous life: There is water in the north of Kunlun, but its power cannot beat mustard, so it is called weak water.
All this shows that the weak water is so strong that no man can defeat it.
Su Ping'an didn't expect that someone in Daxuan Kingdom also knew about the existence of 'Weak Water'?!
But now is not the time for him to think about this. After the man in black came up with the words "Weak Water", he inspired the literary energy in his hand, and the weak water in the picture immediately roared and flew out of the picture like a waterfall.
A waterspout formed, and it roared like Su Ping'an rushing over.
Su Ping'an also refused to show weakness, and sent his thoughts to "Sun Wukong". Sun Wukong immediately moved. The "Samadhi True Fire" in his hand suddenly rose up against the storm, and in an instant it turned into a fire dragon, and he rushed forward with teeth and claws.
Bang!
The water dragon and the fire dragon instantly collided in mid-air.
Fire and water are incompatible!
It's the same moment when two powerful forces collide.
The water is turbulent and continuous.
The fire is so domineering that it burns the heavens.
This is a collision between two strange things.
Upon seeing this, the others immediately took action again, and various pen lights and sound waves covered Su Ping'an like snow.
Su Ping'an was doing two things at once. While controlling 'Sun Wukong' to continue fighting against 'Weak Shui', he turned around and stretched out his hand to cover his head with a jar.
The jar looked ordinary, but when it hung upside down and hung above Su Pingan's head, streams of fresh air escaped from it.
This fresh air was like a curtain, covering Su Ping'an tightly. The attacks arrived in an instant and hit this clear air one after another.
Bahba bah…
Just like stones thrown into the lake, the various pen lights and sound waves that originally contained powerful power and surging murderous intent immediately disappeared without a trace as soon as they hit this clear air, as if they had never appeared before.
Same.
"What's going on? Why is it useless?"
"What kind of cultural treasure is that jar? It can completely neutralize our attacks!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe he will be fine..."
There was a man in black who didn't believe in evil. After roaring, he used all his strength to greet Su Pingan again, but no matter how he attacked, Su Pingan stood still and didn't even change his face.
.
At this time, all the people in black were dumbfounded.
What kind of cultural treasure is this? It’s so outrageous that it didn’t even suffer any damage after being attacked!
Su Pingan stood there and looked at them with a sneer.
With mountains and rivers and pens washing around, if they can break through the realm of writers with their cultivation, then they are really evil.
He looked at a group of angry men in black and couldn't help but joked: "Fight, keep attacking me, don't you want to kill me? Don't stop, I'm still waiting..."
Gan!
Seeing that this guy was still making sarcastic remarks, the faces of the group of men in black looked as ugly as possible.
Next to him, the man in black who was fighting with 'Sun Dasheng' for his magical powers saw that the battle here had reached a stalemate again, and couldn't help but cursed, "A bunch of idiots, that guy can't attack from all over, how can he not attack from underground?"
Come in?!"
"..." Su Ping'an was startled.
The other men in black were also stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the ground at Su Pingan's feet.
Although Shanhe Brush is powerful and its protection is very thorough, it is inevitable that the secret will be lost. The clear air hanging down from the jar can only protect Su Ping'an's whole body, but it cannot even protect his feet.
A man in black reacted immediately, then put a pen on the ground and shouted: "The mountains are shaking and the earth is shaking!"
There was a bang...
As the man in black exerted his strength, the whole street shook, like an earthquake.
Su Ping'an immediately became unsteady on his feet, the mountains and rivers brush above his head began to shake violently, and the clear air hanging down was also intermittent.
"it works!"
Upon seeing this, the man in black quickly increased his power output and shouted again: "Strange peaks are rising!"
Click, click, click...
The literary spirit spread, and Su Ping'an was standing unsteadily when a stone pillar suddenly rushed out from the ground. Fortunately, he was able to dodge quickly. If he had been slower, the sharp stone edge would have almost penetrated his entire body.