Invincible Sword Realm

Chapter 718: Thousand Flames Against the Curtain Elder?

Ten breaths later, the red flame appeared in the original position of the Yang Ye.

I swept around and frowned: “This is what happened before, how could no one be here! ”

The fire constantly weighed the surroundings, outside him, a thin air shield, while at the same time his mental strength turned into a slight spill, forming a large protective net to cover the surroundings. Even if a creature a hundred times thinner than an ant appeared around him, he could spot it first!

After weighing the surrounding area, the fire glanced at the magma, silent for half a minute, and said: “There was a battle, or soon, this man must not have escaped! ”

Speaking of which, he regained his spiritual strength and wanted to leave.

At this moment, the flaming face suddenly changed dramatically!

Because his realm instantly became imperial!

In an instant, the fire knew that it was being ambushed, almost instinctively, and a flame burst out of his body in a circle. The powerful horror energy in the flame allowed all the air in the space surrounding the flame to evaporate instantly, hiding signs of fragmentation even in the space.

“Chop!”

A sword blasted over those flames, a sound blasted, then a slight grunt sounded in the field, then a human figure emerged as a sword and disappeared into the crater.

The flame flashed slightly, reaching out and a bunch of gorilla red liquid appeared in his palm.

“You are seriously injured!” Looking at this group of gorilla red liquids, Red Fire instantly understood that the Yang Ye had forcibly improved his strength before, and was seriously injured by the two people of Qianyin, that is, he must be seriously injured at this time!

The more he wanted to feel rational, he did not hesitate at all, his body moved, out of the crater mouth, just out of the crater mouth, he stunned, because he was standing not far away in front of him, this person was the elder, and there was another person in the surgery of the elders, although he had not seen Yang Ye, but he could see at first glance that this person was Yang Ye.

Because there is a sharp sword on Yang Ye.

“What's going on?” Red Flame frowned: “Yu, didn't Chi Yan say you were dead? ”

"The old man did hurt me badly, but he didn't kill me," he said. "He just controlled me with secrets and tried to refine me into a puppet. Unfortunately, he was too arrogant. Not only did he not refine me into a puppet, but he was also reflexed by my spiritual strength. But this child was quite capable of escaping from me. I searched this mountain for a long time. I heard something moving here before and came quickly. I didn't expect to be chased! ”

“Really?” crimson eyes cautioned. "Is he dead now? ”

‘Old Yu' shook his head and said: 'No, I left him a sigh of relief and was ready to bring him back to the Fire Spirits. ”

“Give him to me, will you?” The fire suddenly said.

“Of course!”

‘Old Yu' 's right hand threw, Yang Ye flew directly to the red fire, at which point, the red fire suddenly launched, clapping towards Yang Ye, almost at the same moment, a sword from the hands of Yang Ye lasered out, with that palm print hit hard.

Not only that, but the moment Yang Ye took the shot, a mysterious force appeared around him, and the Red Fire Realm was instantly suppressed into the imperial realm!

Palm prints and swords suddenly dissipated, then the 'old Yu' suddenly shot, the whole person turned into a black line and burst into a red fire, the face of the red fire changed dramatically, "You are not the old Yu, who are you!” Though shocked, he was unhappy with his hand, his palms pounding outwards, and two red flames flashed with a raging fire, instantly covering the field.

“Swordsmanship! ”

As Yang Ye drank angrily, a sword flashed out, tearing those flames out of a huge mouth, and then shooting straight into the flames of fire.

Yang Ye did not dare to save his hand at all, the first hand was ten swords cut in heaven plus a deadly triple blow, and used the speed of the sword of light. It is arguably his strongest blow so far.

Red fire eyes shrunk, hands stacked, burst out, a flame energy palm printed flashing with the sword of Yang Ye.

Boom!

A loud noise, sword and flame energy stamp burst suddenly, the powerful air wave diffused, backing the string of red flames in the center of the wave. At this time, Yang Ye's semi-sancerous sword slave appeared in front of the red fire, did not carry out any basic technique, and the semi-sancerous sword slave directly punched the red fire into the past.

There is no escape from the fire at this time. It can only be blown out with two fists, with half a holy sword slave.

“Boom!”

Two fists collided, and the fire went straight out. At this time, he was just a nine-pin Imperial Realm. How can he outrun a half-hearted sword slave?

“Extinction!”

Half a holy swordsman grabbed his right hand against the blazing fire, a huge claw directly tore the space, appeared on top of the blazing head, then grabbed it hard. The giant claw is extremely fast, at this time the fire cannot be dodged at all, only to regret!

“Get out!”

The fire drank furiously, a flame burst out of his body, the flame rose against the storm, turned into a giant dragon hundreds of feet in size, and hit the giant claw of the half-Self Slave. At the same time, he was in flash and blasted backwards. He knew very well that when the realm was suppressed, he was not at all an opponent of the half-sanctioned puppet in front of him, let alone a Yang Ye who could pose a threat to him!

So, as soon as he gets a chance, he starts pulling back!

At the end of the day, however, he failed, because at the beginning of his retreat, a sword broke through the sky and instantly came to him, forcing him to resist.

“Get out of here!”

The fire roared, his right hand clenched into fists, one fist burst out, fist out, space collapsed, powerful space cracks instantly swallowed the sword of Yang Ye, but the fire he sprayed a breath of fine blood. And because of this pause, the half-Self Swordsman reappeared in front of him, and at the same time, a hundred-sized giant fist print tore space all the way to him with a terrible atmosphere.

Suddenly his arms turned red, like burnt brown iron, as his arms shook and his sleeves broke.

“Go away! ”

The fire drinks furiously, his arms burst out suddenly, and two tens of sized columns flashed out of his arms. The columns were also torn apart along the way, then collided with the giant fist print in the air.

Boom!

A loud noise, a collision, a sudden collapse of space, not only that, but also the spread of disease, less than a breath, the space within a hundred feet collapsed by a shock. Soon, however, these shattered spaces were repaired by the force of the law, as if they had never appeared.

The fire tried to escape, but unfortunately, Half Saint Kennough was one step faster than him, haunting him to death, and then the attacks poured on him like rain, leaving him with no chance of escape. And because of his circumstances, he was unable to show his full strength at this time, so he was suppressed from the outset by the death of Half-Self Slave.

Defeat, it's just a matter of time!

In Yang Ye's body, Xuan Qi floated wildly, preparing to strike, a sword flashed, and the sword spiritualized into a human form appeared in front of him.

“You?” Yang Ye wondered.

The sword spirit reached out and a sword appeared in her hand. "It's too quiet here. If we don't leave in a few breaths, the other two and a half holy men will arrive! ”

Saying, Sword Spirit and the blue sword in her hand suddenly burst out a brilliant sword light, and then turned into a sword light disappeared in place.

Suddenly his face changed dramatically as the fiery fire against Half-Self Swordsman spread all over him in an unprecedented sense of crisis. Then, a sword light came to him, his subconscious palms shot out, and then a 'clap’ sounded...

Swordlight passed through his chest...

The fire stiffened the whole man, and his life dissipated like a tide.

“Go!”

The sword spirit waved gently, and the body of the blazing fire disappeared directly. Yang Ye didn't have any bullshit at this time, he just glanced at Sword Spirit and disappeared with that half of the holy sword slave and Sword Spirit.

Three breaths later.

The elderly with white hair and chitis appeared before the leaves.

“The fire is dead!” The white-haired old man sighed.

“He's got help!” Thousands of flames bite their teeth and whisper.

The old man with white hair closed his eyes and said: “One of the scents is the scent of the half-hearted strong and the other scent, which has appeared before, not the half-hearted, but extremely strong. The two of us can no longer go after each other. He has the stone of the town, and there are two strong people to help him. Even if we do, we can't help them. ”

Speaking of which, the old man with white hair opened his eyes and said: "I now know why the people of the diocese have repeatedly failed to do so on this man. The strength of this man is still second, the most horrible is his gift. He is only in his twenties, but he has such horrible strength. To some extent, the genius of the Ten Temples of the Underworld is not as good as he is. ”

“I will not kill him now, when he is fully grown, I am afraid he will be a sword ancestor again, then I fear that the Fire Spirit people will perish!” Thousand Flames: “Why don't we send the mighty out to Xuan's mainland to catch his relatives against him? ”

“Do you want to die?” The gray-haired old man suddenly drinks: “Do you know how horrible that half-sanctioned man in the Xuan mainland is? Ten-and-a-half holy powers of the Holy Land can't kill him. To the Xuan Dynasty? I'm afraid all the half-majors of our Fire Spirit clan will be able to help each other. ”

“Shall we just let it go?” Thousands of flames are unwilling to say: “He killed so many people of my Fire Spirit tribe, and also killed two and a half Fire Spirit tribes. If this were to be passed on, it would undoubtedly be a disgrace to my Fire Spirit tribe! ”

“Back to the Fire Spirits, wait for the rest of the elders to return!” The old man with white hair glanced deep into the volcano, then turned around and a few scintillations disappeared into the sky.

Thousands of flames held hands tight, joints creaking, looking deep into the volcanic mountains, eyes with a gloomy color, half a mile, which turned away.