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"Looking at how hot the flames on Sun Lin's sword are, his fake fire essence must have been refined to the millennium level! It's too perverted."
The fire essence is immortal, but the false fire essence is not. If the fire essence is not supplied to the false fire essence for a long time, the false fire essence will gradually weaken until it dies out.
Of course, powerful false fire essences perish slowly, and weak false fire essences perish quickly. The so-called thousand-year-level false fire essence means that after cutting off the supply of fire element essence, the false fire essence can naturally exist for a thousand years !
This is quite a long time, and it must be known that the history of Qixuan Valley is only 600 years.
Even for the core disciples of Qixuan Valley who have a lot of resources, fire essence is an extremely extravagant thing, which is beyond reach. To have a thousand-year-level fake fire essence is also an extremely remarkable thing.
"You said Brother Jiang will win within a few strokes?"
"It's hard to say, I see more than ten moves, maybe twenty moves!" Although Sun Lin's performance is impressive, the disciples present are still more optimistic about Jiang Lanjian.
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"Senior brother Jiang! Take me to a blazing fire!"
Sun Lin in the arena made a move, and the moment he made a move was his signature move, only the sound of burning flames was heard, and the crimson rain of fire rushed out of Sun Lin's wide sword, covering Jiang Lanjian overwhelmingly! What makes people feel weird is that the flames that make up the fire rain are not covered with jumping fire snakes like ordinary flames, but condensed into strands, like sharp arrows!
"It's the fire of the abyss, the fire of the abyss at the top of the human rank! Sun Lin can actually get this kind of flame to nourish his false fire essence!" A disciple of the crafting sect couldn't help but shouted, looking at Sun Lin with eyes filled with excitement. Got jealous. Obviously, the fire of the abyss stimulated him a lot. Sun Lin definitely couldn't get this kind of high-grade flame by himself, so there is only one possibility, which is the resources allocated to him by the Artifact Sect.
This is the privilege of the core disciples. Their ordinary disciples will not be allocated a large number of high-grade flames to roast their false fire essence after staying in the sect for a hundred years.
Facing the crimson fire rain, Jiang Lanjian remained calm as usual. The long sword was out of its sheath, a three-finger wide cyan long sword with a simple luster. Without any sharp feeling, it looks as inconspicuous as a leek leaf.
"The sword points to the sky!"
Jiang Lanjian drew his sword, and he couldn't see the movement of his attack at all. There was a flash of blue light, and at that moment, it seemed that a blue dragon rose into the sky!
The wanton sword energy collided with Huo Yu's arrows, only to hear a series of "puff puff puff" explosions, and the fire and rain dissipated in smoke!
The gorgeous flames covered the eyes of the audience like fireworks in full bloom. Before the audience could react, Jiang Lanjian swung out another sword. This sword pierced Sun Lin's heart with a sharp sound of explosion!
"Wall of Flame!"
Sun Lin was taken aback. He expected that Raging Fire Liaoyuan might not be able to hurt Jiang Lanjian, but he didn't expect it to be broken so easily. In a hurry, Sun Lin stepped back while setting up a defensive flame wall in front of him.
"Hoo hoo!"
Three consecutive walls of flames. One fire was more powerful than the other, and the crimson flames rushed out more than ten feet high!
"break!"
With a wave of Jiang Lanjian's long sword, 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 blown out directly by the sword energy!
Jiang Lanjian's speed reached the extreme in an instant, and the next moment a cyan figure appeared in front of Sun Lin's eyes, and Sun Lin's face changed drastically!
The sword light suddenly rises!
"Peng!"
Sun Lin's protective body was broken, and his body flew upside down, his face pale.
Once close, Sun Lin has no chance to resist at all. He is just a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect. Although he also uses a sword, he is not considered a swordsman at all. His sword is more like a magic weapon for attacking with flames, but Jiang Lanjian It's different, his sword is his lifeblood, and the combination of human and sword is invincible!
"Jiang Lan's sword wins!"
The referee elder was also deeply surprised, three swords broke the enemy, the opponent was not an unknown person, but he lost so thoroughly!
Jiang Lanjian's strength is too terrifying, if nothing else, he has already surpassed some of his direct disciples!
You know, he is not yet the chief disciple of Jianzong, so how far is Jiang Baoyun, the number one master of the younger generation of Jianzong
unimaginable!
In the auditorium, the ordinary disciples were shocked. Jiang Lanjian is too powerful. Even Fang Qi, the direct disciple of Zhenzong, is not very good-looking. If Jiang Lanjian had all the strength just now, he could barely fight Jiang Lanjian , if not, he is in danger!
As one of the seven great direct disciples, if he loses to Jianzong's second disciple, he will naturally lose his face.
Not only Fang Qi, Ouyang Ming, Huan Xiaodie and others have unnatural expressions, they don't have to worry about Jiang Lanjian for the time being, what they worry about is Jiang Baoyun, they don't understand Jiang Lanjian's strength, and Jianzong will certainly not be ignorant, Letting such a powerful Jiang Lanjian be his second disciple can only prove that Jiang Baoyun is stronger than Jiang Lanjian!
"Good! Really good!"
At this time, Ouyang Ming suddenly heard a sinister voice next to him, which made his scalp tingle, and turned his head to look over, only to see a skinny guy wrapped in bandages laughing.
Seeing the mummy beside him, Ouyang Ming felt uncomfortable all over, he frowned and said, "Mugu Buyu, what are you laughing at?"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I am very excited to have such an opponent." The mummy 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. Its compound surname is Mugu, and its name is Buyu. He is not from the Southern Heaven Region, but from the extremely far Western Region. Six hundred years ago, a person from the Extreme Western Region named Mugu Yanzhuo traveled a long The teleportation array came to the Qixuan area in the Southern Tianyu, and he was the founder of the Qixuan Valley Puppet Sect.
The Puppet Sect is the most mysterious sect in Qixuan Valley. The disciples in the sect are descended from the same line, and they only have one surname—Wooden Drum. They never accept disciples with other surnames. Rather than saying that they are a sect, they are actually more like a family.
The number of Puppet Sects, even compared to Qin Sect and Illusion Sect with few people, is less than one-third of the total number of each other.
But no sect dares to underestimate the puppet sect, because the disciples of the puppet sect are too strong in combat and very united. Take this time the main sect's martial arts meeting as an example, the puppet sect only sent two people, one wooden drum Buyu and one wooden drum Jie Rong, both of them swept all the way and won all the way to qualify. Among them, Mugu Buyu is a direct disciple, with strange moves and unpredictable strength. Ouyang Ming would rather face Jiang Baoyun than this mummy.
The Wooden Drum Jierong might not be much worse, the top ten is solid, and even Fang Qi of the Zhenzong is probably not the opponent of the Wooden Drum Jierong.
The puppet sect is really strange. Their branch sects have their own beliefs. It seems that they are some gods from the Western Regions. In the depths, there is no one inhabited, and there are hordes of fierce beasts.
The Puppet Sect doesn’t use Qixuantu’s resources very much, nor does it turn over resources to Qixuan Valley. Occasionally, it will exchange things of Qixuantu if they use Qixuantu. The branch of the sect usually has little contact with the other six sects. As for the order of the valley owner, it is almost audible or not to them.
Everyone in Qixuan Valley understands one thing, the disciples of the Puppet Sect will never be offended, because they are not only powerful and mysterious, but also extremely protective.
If the Sword Sect is the most powerful branch of the Qixuan Valley, then the Puppet Sect is the most difficult branch of the Qixuan Valley. No one is willing to fight with them, not only because of their strange moves, but also once killed by them, Your corpse is most likely turned into a puppet.
This is also the reason why a man of power like Ou Yangming felt his scalp go numb when he saw Mugu Buyu. He knew very well that the cloth bag on Mugu Buyu's body was made of the human skin of a congenital expert, and he was sleeping here. The puppet in the pocket of human skin was also made of the corpse of an acquired peak master.
"Jiang Baoyun, you are out of luck."
Noticing that Mugu Buyu was licking his lips and looking at Jiang Baoyun, Ouyang Ming gloated and thought that he was not sure that he would face Jiang Baoyun. , if the two of them fight together, everyone will be happy if one of them fights and loses.
After Jiang Lanjian made a move, three personal disciples entered the field in a row, and almost all of them solved the opponent within three moves. For a while, the atmosphere of the field was pushed to a climax.
The popularity of the seven personal disciples soared so much that after Qin Wuxin entered the arena, there was a flood of shouts in the arena.
"Qin Wuxin will win."
"Sister Qin, come on."
"Sister Qin, I love you."
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All kinds of chaotic sounds spread to the arena, but Qin Wuxin just stood quietly holding the piano, and was not affected at all. She was wearing a plain white dress, fluttering in the breeze, and her whole body naturally exuded a dusty aura that could not eat the fireworks of the world.
Her opponent is Jing Chanyu, Jing Chanyu is still covered with a veil, wearing a bright yellow dress, looking as quiet as a virgin.
Standing together, two beauties with different styles naturally attracted countless eyeballs. For many men, the competition itself is not important at this time.
"You are not my opponent." Qin Wuxin said indifferently.
"I know, but since I have entered the first echelon, I don't want to miss the opportunity to hand in hand with your direct disciples." Jing Chanyu raised her head proudly, although she was bruised by Fang Qi's blow, she would not be depressed just because of this, She is confident that as time goes by in the future, she will catch up with them step by step until they surpass them.
Now she wants to know how big the gap is.
"Then... fulfill your wish!" Qin Wuxin said blankly, "Listen to me."
The slender hands were attached to the long strings, and the sound of the piano sounded like mountains and flowing water. ()RQ
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