King Kong's words are very powerful for Yuri.
When King Kong's voice fell, Yuri only hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and stepping out.
Yuri is an intermediate exorcist in the Exorcist Guild. Unlike the black man who just died, Yuri is good at manipulating flames.
Slowly coming to the wooden box, Yuri did not rashly lift the black wooden box like a black man.
He stood there, took a deep breath, and then muttered a few spells in a low voice. Two balls of flame appeared in Yuri's hands, completely wrapping Yuri's hands.
"This guy's spells are good, much better than my Attached Fire Jue!" I whispered in an insignificant voice. For Yuri's skills, I am very envious, knowing that I have already acquired the Zhu Rong inheritance. But because he didn't learn related spells, he still couldn't convert the mana in his body into flames. Use attached fire technique, can only control the existing flame.
As my strength gradually increases, this obviously can no longer meet my needs. Be aware that not all battlefields have flames.
"Boy, when you go back from here, the deity will take you to find the second scroll of the attached fire technique. As long as you learn the content recorded on the second scroll of attached fire technique, you can not only convert spells into flames. You can also make flames. The quality of the fire is constantly improving. When the temperature of the flame reaches tens of thousands of degrees one day, it is estimated that you can completely refine your enemy by raising your hand."
Hearing Yan Feixue's words, I nodded softly, and I was full of expectations for the scroll down of the attached fire technique.
Converting mana into flame can not only be used to directly fight the enemy, but also can be used to configure potions. I believe that once I learn the next scroll of the attached fire technique, my strength will definitely be greatly improved.
Soon after Yan Feixue's words fell, Yuli stretched out his hands and slowly opened the black wooden box.
Unlike before, this time Yuri's hands touched the black wooden box, and there was no flame gushing out of the black wooden box.
There was no red flame gushing out of the black wooden box, which also made Yuri very excited. He took a deep breath, and after suppressing the excitement in his heart, he slowly opened the black wooden box.
After the black wooden box was slowly opened by Yuri, a fiery red long sword appeared in the crowd
In sight.
The long sword is about one meter long, and the fiery red sword is densely covered with fine patterns, which can't help but give people a stunning and cold feeling.
"Boy, this sword is perfect for you, think of a way to get it."
Hearing Yan Feixue's words, I nodded heavily. The moment the fire-printed sword appeared, my heart beat unconsciously. I felt that I was in love at first sight with the fire-printed sword. While feeling cordial, I also gave birth to a strange affection.
He looked at Min Chaohui and the others very vigilantly, and saw that Min Chaohui and others did not respond. The red eyes snorted coldly, turned his head and said to Yuri: "Yuri, bring the fire-stripe sword here!"
Yuri was firmly attracted by the fire-printed sword in front of him, and it was not until the red eyes yelled twice that Yuri reacted, nodded quickly, and reached out towards the hilt of the fire-printed sword.
"It's a rare and good sword. The Chinese people don't deserve to own you at all." Yuri finished speaking in a low voice, and touched the hilt of the fire-stripe sword with his right hand.
Just as Yuri's right hand touched the hilt of the fire-marked sword, a ripple suddenly appeared on the fire-marked sword.
The ripples that suddenly rose up were not water splashes, but fire patterns, ripples composed of flames.
The ripples of flame formed on the sword of the long sword. Then before Yuri could react, a large group of flames left the body of the fire-printed sword, and directly climbed onto Yuri's arm, and then the red flames Quickly wrapped Yuri's body.
"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded in the space, and it didn't take long for Yuri, just like the black man before, to be burned into a pile of ashes by the red flame.
This horrified scene completely exceeded the expectations of Red Eye and others. After a long time, Red Eye reacted first. He whispered to Min Chaohui: "What the hell is going on?"
"We in China have an old saying that we call a sword to give a hero. The fire-stripe sword is a treasure. How can we get involved with it casually."
Looking at the red eye and the others, Ma Minxin smiled slightly, adding fuel and jealousy to the side, and then said: "Mr. Red Eye, or else, you should try it too. If you can take the fire-stripe long sword away. We will give you the long sword to America. It’s okay."
Hearing the words of Min Chaohui and Ma Minxin, his red eyes raised his brows and said angrily: "You have known the power of the fire-printed sword a while ago.
The intention is to pretend to be nervous, in order to make us deceived. "
"The fire-marked sword is a treasure of China. We were nervous just now. It is entirely reasonable. Besides, if you don't use the idea of the fire-marked sword, how can the fire-marked sword violently hurt you?"
"Hmph, no one dares to touch the fire-marked sword now, I see who of you dare to take the fire-marked sword away."
The red-eye retreats as a way to advance, and there is a violent move.
If Min Chaohui and others are unfortunately killed by the fire-marked sword, naturally everyone will be happy. On the contrary, if Min Chaohui and others can control the fire-marked sword, then they can find a way to force Min Chaohui and others to tell the method to control the fire-marked sword.
I have to praise, the red-eye response is fast and smart enough.
"Respect is worse than fate, then I will stand up and show my ugliness and give it a try."
Seeing Ma Minxin raised his brows and strode towards the fire-marked sword, all the people including me, all focused on Ma Minxin's body.
Ma Minxin is the descendant of the Maoshan School, and the Maoshan School is the most powerful school of the Huaxia Xuanmen. Maybe Ma Minxin really has a way to control the fire-marked sword.
Stepping to the side of the fire-marked sword, Ma Minxin muttered a few spells, and a golden light appeared, wrapping Ma Minxin's arm firmly.
After Jin Guang wrapped Ma Minxin's arm, Ma Minxin took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on his right arm.
The talisman just touched Ma Minxin's arm, then turned into a golden glow and shot into Ma Minxin's arm.
When the golden light on his arm was strong, Ma Minxin slowly probed his hand and held it towards the fire-marked sword.
Just as Ma Minxin's hand touched the fire-marked sword, the fire-marked sword rippled again.
Then, before everyone could react, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in front of Ma Minxin. At the same time as the explosion sounded, sparks splashed everywhere, and Ma Minxin was shaken back several steps.
"No, the fire-marked sword is too bursting, and I can't control it."
Fortunately, although Ma Minxin looked embarrassed, he was not swallowed by the flames.
"Hahaha, we can't control this long sword, nor can you control it. I think, let it continue to be buried in American soil."
Hearing the smug laugh of red eyes, I slowly walked out of the dark shadows.
"Let me try it!"
(End of this chapter)