Chapter 2344
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"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
When Yang Fu's angry voice entered their ears, they came back to their senses. All the strangeness had disappeared, and the white flame had entered Chu Yang's body.
People only saw Yang Fu, whose face was flushed red, attack in anger.
The blood wheel rotated at high speed, cutting through the void. It directly formed a ten-meter-wide spatial storm belt and flew towards Chu Yang.
In the pitch-black spatial storm, the scene was scarlet. It was as if a blood demon was moving in the dark night, rushing to slaughter the common people and collect the blood of all living beings for a meal.
It was a little scary, but people couldn't help but laugh. This seemed to be the third time he had been slapped in the face.
If Yang Fu hadn't specifically said it before, they wouldn't have noticed it and wouldn't have discovered such a joke.
Buzz! Buzz!
The blood-red wheel, which was like a knife wheel, brought with it a sharp whistling sound. The extremely sharp aura approached Chu Yang's body. It was as if his comprehension of the Dao had been interrupted, and he woke up from a wonderful state.
In this short period of time, he had a great understanding of the Wen Dao Tribulation Fire.
He stretched out two fingers, and a cluster of flames appeared on each of them. One of them was the Wen Dao Tribulation Fire, and the other was the Martial Tribulation Fire.
He put his two fingers together, and the two clusters of flames merged. With another flick, the cluster of flames shot out and immediately met the blood wheel.
The blade wheel was like an illusion. Once it was illuminated by a real flame, it disappeared completely. The blood wheel was like a bubble that exploded with a pop. It didn't cause any damage, and it didn't release any energy either. It just disappeared completely.
In silence, everything had happened and ended. Everything had been burned clean. It was boundlessly terrifying.
The space quickly closed, and the ten-meter-wide spatial storm belt also completely disappeared. Only the cluster of flames was left with a little darkness.
The flame in the darkness was like a lamp in a house in the dark night, waiting for someone to return. It swayed in the darkness and refused to be extinguished for a long time.
The sparrow was silent. The cluster of flames seemed to have some magical power. No one could take their eyes off it.
"Excuse me, this is the third time you've been slapped in the face!"
As Chu Yang spoke, he waved his hand, and the flames returned to him, disappearing without a trace. Everyone's gazes followed the flame and landed on his body. It was as if they wanted to see through him and see the flame in the deepest part of his body.
What kind of flame was this? A Saint's attack was like paper!
"How dare you humiliate me like this!"
In response to Chu Yang's words, Yang Fu was the only one who reacted violently.
"Humiliate you!" Chu Yang was extremely indifferent. "Don't misunderstand. You sent your face to me. I'm just satisfying you, am I not?"
In such a short period of time, he had used up a Saint's Source Energy. Later on, he would have to use another Saint's Source Energy. With such a huge consumption, he had to collect some interest no matter what.
Yang Fu had a constipated look on his face. He was so angry that he was trembling. "Bastard, do you really think you've won? I was just being cautious. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had such an opportunity. "
A single stone raised a thousand ripples. Everyone could not help but burst into an uproar when they heard this.
"Although Song Tangming's Nirvana Flame is extremely shocking, what Yang Fu said is even more true."
"That's right. If Yang Fu had gone all out just now, how could Song Tangming have had the chance to comprehend it? He would have probably been killed long ago."
"Even now, that Song Tangming might not be able to kill a Saint like Yang Fu. Moreover, in the process of comprehending it, his originally small amount of magic power would definitely have been greatly consumed. I'm afraid there wouldn't be much left. "
"There's a price to pay for slapping someone's face. This Song Tangming's choice is very wise."
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Many people spoke clearly and logically. Hearing these voices, Yang Fu's expression became even more ruthless. This was the truth. He would definitely be able to get back all the humiliation he had suffered, and very soon.
However, his master was not so optimistic. Yang Linyi, who had been silent all this time, looked even more solemn. Logically speaking, Song Tangming should have already run out of magic power, but what was the result?
"We should know the answer very soon!"
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