Martial World

"Looking at the scorching heat of the flame on Sun Lin's sword, his pseudo-fire essence may have been roasted to the millennium level! It's too perverted."

The fire essence is immortal, but the pseudo fire essence cannot. If the fire element vitality is not supplied to the pseudo fire essence for a long time, the pseudo fire essence will gradually weaken until it disappears.

Of course, the powerful pseudo-fire essences die slowly, and the weak pseudo-fire essences die quickly. The so-called thousand-year-level pseudo-fire essence means that after cutting off the supply of fire element true essence, the pseudo-fire essence can naturally exist for a thousand years. !

This is quite a long time, and it should be noted that the history of the Seven Profound Valley is only six hundred years old.

Even for the core disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys who possess a lot of resources, fire essence is an extremely luxurious thing.

"You said that Senior Brother Jiang will win within a few moves?"

"It's hard to tell, I've seen more than ten moves, maybe twenty moves!" Although Sun Lin showed great strength, the disciples present were still more optimistic about Jiang Lanjian.

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"Senior Brother Jiang! Pick me up and start a prairie fire!"

Sun Lin in the arena made his move, and the moment he made his move, it was his specialty move. He could only hear the sound of blazing flames, and the crimson rain of fire rushed out from Sun Lin's broad sword, covering the sky and covering Jiang Lanjian! What makes people feel weird is that the flames that make up the fire rain are not filled with beating fire snakes like ordinary flames, but congealed into strands like sharp arrows!

"It's the fire of the abyss, the fire of the abyss of the highest rank! Sun Lin can actually get this kind of flame to nourish his pseudo-fire essence!" A disciple of the Item Refining Sect couldn't help shouting, looking at Sun Lin with full eyes jealous. Obviously, the fire of the abyss was very stimulating to him. This kind of high-level flame was definitely not obtained by Sun Lin himself, so there was only one possibility.

This is the privilege of the core disciples. They are ordinary disciples who stay in the sect for a hundred years and will not be allocated a large number of high-rank flames to roast their pseudo-fire essence.

Facing the red fire rain, Jiang Lanjian remained calm as usual. The long sword is unsheathed, and the three-finger-wide cyan long sword has a simple luster. There is no sharp feeling, and it looks as inconspicuous as a leek.

"The sword points to the sky!"

Jiang Lanjian was out of the sword, and he couldn't see his action at all. I saw a flash of blue light, and at that moment, a blue dragon seemed to rise into the sky!

The wanton sword energy collided with the arrows of the fire rain,

Just listening to a series of explosions of "puff puff puff", the fire and rain dissipated!

The splendid firelight covered the eyes of the audience like fireworks in full bloom. The audience had no time to react. Jiang Lanjian swung out another sword.

"Wall of Fire!"

Sun Lin was taken aback. He expected that the blazing prairie might not be able to hurt Jiang Lanjian, but he did not expect it to be broken so easily. In the panic, while Sun Lin stepped back, he set up a defensive blazing wall in front of him.

"Hoohoo!"

Three walls of flames in a row. One fire was stronger than the other, and the crimson flames rushed out to a height of more than ten feet!

"break!"

Jiang Lanjian swung his long sword, and a sword qi slashed out with unparalleled momentum, dividing the entire arena. Three walls of fire were cut open by Jiang Lanjian's sword. The flame was directly blown out by the sword energy!

Jiang Lanjian's speed instantly reached its peak. The next moment, a cyan figure appeared in front of Sun Lin's eyes, and Sun Lin's face changed greatly!

The sword light rises!

"Pong!"

Sun Lin's body-protecting essence was broken, and his body flew out, his face pale.

Once he gets close, Sun Lin has no chance to resist at all. He is just a disciple of the Artifact Refining Sect. Although he also uses a sword, he is not a swordsman at all. The difference is that his sword is his lifeblood, and the unity of man and sword is unstoppable!

"Jiang Lan wins!"

The referee elder was also deeply surprised. Three swords broke the enemy, but the opponent was not an unknown person, but he lost so thoroughly!

Jiang Lanjian's strength is too terrifying, if nothing else, it has surpassed some direct disciples!

You must know that he is not the chief disciple of Jianzong, so how far is Jiang Baoyun, the first master of the younger generation of Jianzong?

unimaginable!

In the audience, the ordinary disciples were shocked. Jiang Lanjian was so powerful that even Fang Qi, a disciple of the Array Sect, was not very good-looking. If it was Jiang Lanjian's full strength just now, he could barely fight Jiang Lanjian. , if not, he is in danger!

As one of the seven direct disciples, if he loses to the second disciple of Jianzong, his face will naturally be dull.

Not only Fang Qi, Ou Yangming, Huan Xiaodie and the others also looked unnatural. For the time being, they don't have to worry about Jiang Lanjian. What they worry about is Jiang Baoyun. Having such a powerful Jiang Lanjian as the second disciple can only prove that Jiang Baoyun is stronger than Jiang Lanjian!

"Good! It's really good!"

At this time, Ou Yangming suddenly heard a negative sound beside him, which made his scalp numb. He turned his head to look, only to see a bony, bandaged guy laughing.

Seeing the mummified corpse beside him, Ou Yangming only felt uncomfortable, he frowned and said, "Mugu Buyu, what are you laughing at?"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I'm very excited to have such an opponent." The mummified corpse stretched out its long tongue and licked its lips, with a strange light shining in its eyes, as if a vampire saw a delicious prey, which made people shudder.

The surname of the mummy is very strange. The surname is Mugu, and his name is Buyu. He is not from the Southern Sky Region, but from the extremely remote Western Regions. Six hundred years ago, a person from the Extreme Western Regions named Mugu Yanzhuo passed the ultra-long distance. The teleportation array came to the Seven Profound Regions of the Southern Sky Region, and he was the founder of the Seven Profound Valley Puppet Sect.

The puppet sect is the most mysterious sect in the Seven Profound Valley. The disciples in the sect are descended in the same line, with only one surname—Mugu. They never accept disciples with foreign surnames. It is more like a family than a sect.

The number of puppet sects, even if compared to the sparsely populated Qin sect and the Huan sect, is less than one-third of the total number of the other party.

But no sect dares to underestimate the puppet sect, because the disciples of the puppet sect are too strong in combat and are very united. Take this time the general sect gathers martial arts as an example, the puppet sect only sent two people, a wooden drum and a wooden drum. Jie Rong, both of them swept all the way and won the finals. Among them, Mu Gu Bu Yu was a direct disciple, with strange moves and unpredictable strength. Ouyang Ming would rather face Jiang Baoyun than face this mummy.

That Wooden Drum Jierong is not necessarily much worse, the top ten is stable, and even Fang Qi of the Array Sect is probably not the opponent of the Wooden Drum Jierong.

The puppet sect is really strange. They have their own beliefs. They seem to be some gods from the Western Regions. They are mysterious all day long. In the depths, there are no people, and there are ferocious beasts.

The puppet sect does not use the resources of the Seven Profound Valley very much, nor does it turn over resources to the Seven Profound Valley. Occasionally, the things from the Seven Profound Valley will be exchanged for equal value. It can be said that the puppet sect is a very independent one within the Seven Profound Valley. The branch of the sect has little contact with the other six branches. As for the Valley Master's orders, it is almost impossible for them to listen to them.

Everyone in the Seven Profound Valley understands one thing, the disciples of the puppet sect can never be bothered, because they are not only powerful and mysterious, but also extremely protective of their shortcomings.

If the Sword Sect is the most powerful branch of the Seven Profound Valley, then the Puppet Sect is the most difficult branch to deal with in the Seven Profound Valley. No one is willing to fight against them, not only because of their strange moves, but also once killed by them, Your corpse will most likely be turned into a puppet.

This is also the reason why people like Ou Yangming saw Mugu Buyu's scalp tingling. He knew very well that the cloth bag that Mugu Buyu was carrying was made of the human skin of a congenital expert, and he was sleeping here. The puppet in the human skin pocket was also made from the corpse of an acquired peak master.

"Jiang Boyun, you are out of luck."

Finding that Mugu Buyu kept licking his lips and looking at Jiang Baoyun, Ou Yangming thought gloatingly, let him meet Jiang Baoyun, he was not sure at all, and he didn't even want to deal with this guy in front of him who was neither a ghost nor a ghost. , if the two of them fight together, it would be a great joy for both of them.

After Jiang Lanjian made his move, he played three direct disciples in a row, almost all of them solved the opponent within three moves. For a time, the atmosphere of the arena was pushed to a climax.

The popularity of the seven direct disciples soared, so that after Qin Wuxin came on stage, there was a tidal wave of shouts on the field.

"Qin Wuxin will win."

"Sister Qin, come on."

"Sister Qin, I love you."

...

All kinds of chaotic voices spread to the ring, but Qin Wuxin just held the piano and stood still, unaffected at all. She was wearing a plain white dress, the breeze was floating, the dress was fluttering, and her whole body naturally exuded a dusty air that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Her opponent is Jing Chanyu, who is still veiled, wearing a bright yellow dress, looking like a virgin.

Two beauties of different styles standing together naturally attracted countless attention. For many men, at this time, Bidou itself is no longer important.

"You are not my opponent." Qin Wuxin said indifferently.

"I know, but since I've entered the first echelon, I don't want to miss the chance to meet your own disciples." Jing Chanyu raised her head proudly. Although she was completely beaten by Fang Qi, she would not be depressed. She is confident that over time, she will catch up with them step by step until she surpasses them.

Now she wants to know how big the difference is.

"Then... satisfy your wish!" Qin Wuxin said with a blank expression, "Listen to my piano."

The fibrous hands were attached to the long strings, and the sound of the piano like mountains and waters sounded. (To be continued)