Suddenly, a huge illusory figure appeared behind the old man. It looked like an angry King Kong with three heads and six arms. It was a terrifying sight.
When the illusory figure appeared, it gave off a solemn and majestic aura. Some of the disciples with lower morale even knelt on the ground as though they had seen the real thing. They could not control their actions.
The illusory figure was like a huge statue in the sky. It stood there, inspiring reverence and fear.
"How dare you!" The old man in the linen roared. The illusory figure behind him stretched out its arm and slapped down.
It was as though the figure wanted to smash the girl into a pulp.
Xiao Yang sneered when he saw that the old man did not attack him directly. He stood up again and formed a seal with his hands.
Xiao Huo seemed to have a telepathic connection. It immediately wrapped around the illusory figure that was slapping Princess Mingzhu's arm and covered it.
"Insignificant skill," the old man in the linen robe said disdainfully. At the same time, he exerted his strength as though he wanted to disperse the Heavenly Fire.
However, Xiao Huo was like a maggot. No matter how great the impact was, Xiao Huo only cared about devouring the power in the arm.
The Heavenly Fire had such a terrifying characteristic. No matter what it was, it could devour it and turn it into a part of its own strength.
No matter what it was, it could devour it. However, it was only a matter of time before it could devour it.
Back then, the Kurofire Sōkun was so powerful. However, he could only tame and seal it. He could not completely destroy the Heavenly Fire. Even a small spark could start a prairie fire.
If it wasn't for the fact that Xiao Huo was of the same origin as Black Flame and had devoured Black Flame, Black Flame might have already wreaked havoc. It was even possible that the three thousand small worlds would be destroyed.
The old man in the linen robe was unable to disperse the Heavenly Fire. At the same time, he felt that his strength was being devoured. His heart was in a mess. This was not easy to deal with.
When the old man in the linen robe was about to exert his strength again, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. His strength was not enough, and his face turned pale.
In an instant, the old man in the linen robe's face turned even uglier.
He did not expect that the situation he was in would be so dangerous.
He did not know when, but his internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians had been corroded. Some of them had even been broken.
He did not know why he did not know before this.
In the next moment, he saw the proud young man.
Xiao Yang's sword had injected poison into the old man's body.
The reason why it hadn't been fully activated immediately was to allow the poison to slowly corrode, allowing the poison to grow stronger before activating.
This was Xiao Yang's trump card. Poison was his forte.
If used well, victory could be decided with a flip of the hand.
If it wasn't for that successful attack, Xiao Yang would have had to continue delaying and wait until the Stately Painting had completely subdued the Furious River before he could make his move.
However, the other party's carelessness had left him with many opportunities!
"Despicable!" The old man covered his chest with one hand and shouted angrily.
At the same time, the shadow behind the old man in the linen robe became faint, as if it could collapse at any time.
Xiao Yang only sneered and said, "It's fine as long as we can win. What's there to talk about tactics?"
At this moment, another place was filled with golden light. Princess Mingzhu had also slashed out her last sword, preparing to end Ming Jun's life.
Sword-light soared into the sky and was extremely dazzling.
A sharp and domineering aura filled the entire area, as if countless people were afraid and trembling.
"These fellas are truly monstrous." The blockhead was even more astonished as he said.
At the beginning of the battle, he wasn't optimistic and was even prepared to die heroically. However, who would have thought that the change would come so quickly, and victory or defeat would be decided in an instant?
Ping Chensheng smiled bitterly. Due to his repeated injuries, his face had become extremely pale.
If this kind of battle continued, he was afraid that the person who attacked would be fine, but he, the so-called bystander, would have to die first.
"Mixed Element Sky-breaking Strike!"
Xiao Yang shouted angrily. At the same time, he threw a punch at the old man in the linen robe!
Since the opportunity had appeared, Su Mo had to seize it. After catching the old man off guard, Su Mo was determined not to let him come back to his senses.
After all, the old man was a Rank Seven powerhouse and his foundation couldn't be underestimated. If Su Mo underestimated the old man, he would only bring trouble to himself in the end.
Therefore, the choice was very clear, and there was no doubt about it.
"Do you think you can defeat me like this? Nonsense! "The old man in the linen roared angrily and quickly formed a seal with his hands.
He could feel the old man's intense killing intent. If he really let the old man succeed, even if he didn't die immediately, he could only wait for death.
The old man in the linen robe couldn't treat the old man as a cultivator who was in a lower realm than him. The old man's combat power was ridiculous!
Therefore, how could the old man not be frightened?
In an instant, Xiao Huo devoured the old man's arm completely. At the same time, it surged toward the shadow behind the old man.
It was formed by the purest spiritual power and contained a lot of power. If Xiao Huo could devour it, he would be slightly improved.
Of course, Xiao Huo knew that if he could defeat the old man, the old man's body would naturally belong to him!
That was a great supplement, so how could he let it slip away?
Xiao Yang was very determined, and fist intent burst out from his body once again.
There was even an invisible aura around him.
Those were fist auras, fist auras formed by the sublimation of will. They could be used to attack and defend!
At the same time, there was a scream!
A dazzling golden sword light descended and pierced through Ming Jun's body.
In the blink of an eye, he was split into two halves!
A genius of the Yin Flame Realm, someone who was even valued by the Yin Flame Spirit, met his end just like that.
If Ming Jun didn't leave the Yin Flame Realm and was still blessed by thousands of providence, his achievements today would be limitless.
However, he left and went to an even more powerful sect to seek more powerful techniques!
There were gains and losses!
He obtained the best resources of the sect, but lost the favor of his own world.
In the eyes of the Yin Flame Spirit, such an action was no different from defection.
The past flashed through his mind in an instant, and Ming Jun's heart was filled with unwillingness!
Why did it turn out like this? He had an incomparably great future, so why was he defeated and killed here today?
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