Chapter 1232
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"Die until there is no one left?" Hearing Qian Ying's words, Xing Yun immediately laughed. His laughter was filled with a strong sense of sarcasm.
"Xing Yun, you don't understand. You really don't understand …!" Qian Ying looked up at Xing Yun in the sky and said bitterly. He was still trying to persuade Xing Yun.
However!
"Enough!" The sarcasm on Xing Yun's face suddenly disappeared. Then, he shouted and completely interrupted Qian Ying's words. He roared and his voice shook the entire sky. "Qian Ying, I'm warning you for the last time. Shut up. Otherwise, after I kill him, I will kill you!"
"Blade, come!"
As soon as his voice fell, Xing Yun directly raised his hand. His five fingers opened and his palm faced down. Then, he very coldly grabbed at the Fire God Flame Blade in Qian Ying's hand.
"Swoosh!"
The Fire God Flame Blade in Qian Ying's hand did not hesitate. The white flames on the blade burned brightly. Suddenly, an unimaginable force erupted from its body. Then, it broke free from Qian Ying's hand. It was as if it had returned to its owner's embrace. With a pleasant sound, it hurriedly flew towards Xing Yun in the sky.
"Come back!"
Qian Ying immediately raised his hand. An enormous force erupted from his palm and grabbed at the Fire God Flame Blade. He wanted to take back the Fire God Flame Blade.
However!
The Fire God Flame Blade did not want to be by Qian Ying's side. Xing Yun's strength was also above Qian Ying's. Therefore, although Qian Ying used all his strength, the Fire God Flame Blade still flew towards Xing Yun in the sky quickly. It was just that its speed was slower by half.
"Ha!"
Qian Ying shouted. His eyes were wide open. He was about to explode and forcibly take back the Fire God Flame Blade. However, at this moment, Xiao Fan spoke.
"Qian Ying, you don't have to stop him!" Xiao Fan spoke in a flat tone. "Because I know what I'm doing when it comes to your Fire Spirit Race. I know exactly who deserves to die and who deserves to live!"
"50 Heavenly Daos, 49 Dayan. Even though your Fire Spirit Race has been annihilated by me, you still have a chance at survival. You won't be completely annihilated by me!"
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Qian Ying immediately let go of the Fire God's Flaming Blade and said with a frown, "Yes!"
As Qian Ying let go, the Fire God's Flaming Blade suddenly shot out and flew into Xing Yun's hand. Xing Yun then grasped it tightly.
Boom!
The white flames on the Fire God's Flaming Blade suddenly soared and shone with the red flames on Xing Yun's body. They merged perfectly as if the two were born as one and couldn't be separated at all.
Xing Yun was a direct descendant of the Laozu Sect of the Fire Spirit Race in the Qingyun Lower Continent. The Fire God's Flaming Blade only recognized the direct descendants of the Laozu Sect of the Fire Spirit Race. Therefore, Xing Yun was the true owner of the Fire God's Flaming Blade. Qian Ying didn't count at all.
"The Laozu Sect still has these three items!" Yang Yun shouted at this moment. Then, he raised his hand and threw three items that others couldn't see at Xing Yun with all his might.
Those were the three taboo items of the Fire Spirit Race. Unless there was no other choice, they couldn't be used rashly. Although Yang Yun and the other Fire Spirit Race lords were full of confidence in Xing Yun, Xiao Fan wasn't a pushover either. His combat strength was obvious to all.
Therefore, as a precaution, they also gave these three taboo items to Xing Yun. They only hoped that Xing Yun could kill Xiao Fan and solve the disaster of the Fire Spirit Race.
"Alright!" Xing Yun directly accepted the three taboo items of the Fire Spirit Race and nodded with a smile on his face.
The three taboo items of the Fire Spirit Race were all items of great origin. However, due to some special reasons, Xing Yun was unable to keep them in his possession. He could only store them in the Flame Vault of the Fire Spirit Race.
Now, Yang Yun and the other Fire Spirit Race lords were very tactful. They took the initiative to hand them over and didn't make Xing Yun lower himself by asking for them. As a result, Xing Yun was very satisfied.
"Xiao Fan, is it? I've come to take your head! " Xing Yun soared into the air recklessly at this moment. A violent aura casually leaked out, causing the surrounding space to constantly distort. After that, he strode towards Xiao Fan with an extremely cold and cruel smile on his face.
Xiao Fan remained standing in the air as he watched Xing Yun slowly approach him. He did not move at all. At the same time, he smiled cruelly, but there was also a strange feeling.
This inexplicable feeling was like a chef who had suddenly encountered some rare ingredients for a dish and couldn't help but want to try it out to create a delicious meal.
"Die!"
Xing Yun sped up as he stared at Xiao Fan. Afterwards, he suddenly sped up and crossed the distance between him and Xiao Fan. He arrived above Xiao Fan.
Afterwards, the Fire God's Flaming Blade in his hand slashed down at Xiao Fan with a shocking presence that could pulverize everything. At the same time, he roared out.
However, Xiao Fan still did not move. He stood there silently as if he did not feel anything at all. He allowed Xing Yun's Flaming Blade to slash at his head.
All the people from the Fire Spirit Race and all the geniuses from the Fire Spirit Race and the humans and Fire Spirit Race subconsciously held their breaths when they saw this.
"Boom!"
The blood-red flames on Xing Yun and the white flames on the Fire God's Flaming Blade enveloped Xiao Fan together. The roaring red and white flames even melted away the air around Xiao Fan.
Many people from the Fire Spirit Race could clearly sense a terrifying wave of heat sweep towards them from afar. The wave of heat was so great that even they, who had always been accustomed to high temperatures, felt an unbearable scorching pain.
"Xiao Fan is dead for sure!" Xing Yan suddenly called out from the Deadliest Grounds. His voice was filled with excitement and confidence.
Xing Yun was Xing Yan's direct ancestor. Xing Yan was proud of this legendary ancestor and treated him as an idol. His goal was to reach Xing Yun's level and become the third person in the history of the Fire Spirit Race to do so.
Now that he had seen the ancestor he admired the most in action, Xing Yan immediately found his spiritual sustenance. He walked out of despair and fear and recovered his former confidence and pride.
"Ancestor Xing Yun's current strength is probably on par with the founder of our Fire Spirit Race, the Laozu Sect of our Azure Cloud Lower Plane, right?" Just like Xing Yan, Yang Xuan also spoke. Her eyes contained the dazzling expression of Xing Yun.
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