"Xiaofan, didn't you say you wanted to find Xiaohui and that big yellow dog? Why did you bring me to the kitchen?" Zeng Shushu followed Zhang Xiaofan into the kitchen, chattering non-stop.
Zhang Xiaofan looked into the kitchen carefully, and saw that it was many times more spacious than Dazhufeng's kitchen, and the light was much brighter. While watching carefully, he said: "Although I haven't seen them since early in the morning, But I guess it's probably here!"
Zeng Shushu shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Impossible, what do you think of the three-eyed monkey? Like a thief, but also a greedy kind of thief... ah!"
In Zeng Shushu's stunned expression, Zhang Xiaofan picked up Xiao Hui from behind a pot in the corner of the kitchen, and Xiao Hui was held in mid-air by him, screaming non-stop, and then ran out of rhubarb from behind the pot, towards him The two barked loudly.
Zhang Xiaofan took a look at Zeng Shushu, Zeng Shushu looked dumbfounded.
Holding Xiao Hui in his arms, Zhang Xiaofan cursed: "Silly dog, stop barking, you want someone to catch us?"
Da Huang seemed to understand what he said, looked at Xiao Hui who was huddled in his arms, and the dog snorted a few times, then fell silent. Zhang Xiaofan took a look around, saw that most of the things were intact, it seemed that the two thieves hadn't succeeded, he couldn't help being very lucky, he quickly walked out with Xiao Hui in his arms.
After walking two steps, he realized that Rhubarb hadn't followed him. When he looked back, he saw Rhubarb running behind the jar with his tail between his legs, flicking twice, and then came running over with a big piece of meat and bone in his mouth.
Zhang Xiaofan glared at Xiao Hui in his arms, Xiao Hui grinned like a monkey, giggling. Zeng Shushu watched from the side and shook his head.
The two sneaked out of the kitchen with the monkey dog, afraid of being discovered, the stigma of that life would never be washed away, and finally ran to a distance, the two were relieved.
Zhang Xiaofan gasped for a while, said: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you just now! Another victory."
Zeng Shushu didn't care at all, his eyes only looked at Xiao Hui in his arms carefully, and said: "What's the matter, anyway, sooner or later he will be defeated by others... Why is Xiao Hui so dirty! You haven't bathed him for a few days gone?"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, said: "Never washed it before."
Zeng Shushu seemed about to faint, he hit his forehead with his hand and said, "You, you, how could you treat it like this!"
Zhang Xiaofan didn't take it seriously in his heart, he thought to himself that this monkey climbed up and down all day, how could he wash it clean, but seeing Zeng Shushu's heartbroken face, he knew that this person was unreasonable on this issue.
He gave a dry laugh, changed the subject, and said, "By the way, did you know that in the third round tomorrow, Lu Xueqi's opponent is my senior sister Tian Linger!"
Sure enough, Zeng Shushu was taken aback, and said, "It's your senior sister! Is it Tian Ling'er who uses amber scarlet silk?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to touch the little gray hair that was climbing up his shoulders, and said, "These two days Lu Xueqi has been very popular, I'm a little worried about my senior sister."
Zeng Shushu nodded and said: "That's true, among other things, the 'Tianya' in Lu Xueqi's hand alone is unbearable."
Zhang Xiaofan was a little worried, and said: "Shushu, do you think my senior sister will be in danger? You see, Lu Xueqi destroyed the opponent's fairy sword in the first competition, and I heard that Nagato's senior brother was also seriously injured in the second competition. !"
Zeng Shushu glared at him, and said: "You are paranoid. I think your senior sister's morality is much higher than yours. You should worry about yourself! Going forward, one will be better than the other. According to yourself, you can't even do Tai Chi. The third level of the Xuanqing Dao Yuqing Realm hasn't cultivated yet, and it won't kill someone with a sword...give Xiao Hui a hug."
Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, then handed Xiao Hui over, Zeng Shushu hugged it joyfully, but Xiao Hui was very dissatisfied, screamed "Zhi Zhi".
Zhang Xiaofan sighed, and said: "You are right, Senior Sister is profound and beautiful, so, so many people love her, how can it be my turn to care about her?"
Zeng Shushu hugged Xiao Hui tightly, staring straight at him, as if he was afraid that he would suffer if he missed a glance, and said casually: "It's good that you know, you should think about how to save your life tomorrow. You said, your opponent tomorrow, my brother Peng Chang from Fenghui Peak, is definitely not comparable to Chu Yuhong today, especially the fairy sword magic weapon 'Wu Hook' he cultivated is made of thousand-year-old fire copper , it's amazing!"
Zhang Xiaofan had a bitter face, frowning, said: "All of you are covered with magic weapons, what can I do?"
Zeng Shushu didn't raise his eyes, he still looked at Xiao Hui, walked forward, and said, "Xiao Hui, come back with me, I'll bring you two bunches of bananas, okay? Uh, Xiao Fan, what did you just say?" coming?"
Zhang Xiaofan walked side by side with him, sighed: "I really envy you who can expel magic weapons, how does that feel?"
Zeng Shushu shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's not like that. After practicing the fairy sword for a long time, the magic weapon will naturally respond to you. Based on this, use the power of thoughts and spiritual power to drive the magic weapon. It's up to you."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned by the side, said: "Induction, isn't it a kind of cold feeling?"
Zeng Shushu put his eyes on Xiao Hui, and replied casually: "Not necessarily, it depends on the material of the treasure."
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while, finally shook his head, gave up the delusions in his mind, and said: "Shu Shu, you said that something like Tianya was built in the first place, the scene must be very spectacular, right?"
Zeng Shushu gave Zhang Xiaofan a strange look, and said: "How do I know? It's also the first time I've seen this legendary fetish." After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at Xiao Hui. Rubbing Xiaohui's hair, he said: "But let's talk about induction! I read from ancient books before that the magic weapon that truly communicates with a cultivator is not these so-called magical treasures."
Zhang Xiaofan asked in surprise: "What is that?"
Zeng Shushu said: "Some magical treasures are refined and created with the master's own blood. Using blood as a medium, the magical treasures often have a devilish aura, but they have a feeling of flesh and blood connection with the master. Although the book says that these are evil ways , the ones that are refined are mostly fierce and evil things, and the righteous way does not do it, but these magic weapons can only be used by those who have the blood of their masters, unlike the magic weapons we are cultivating now, which are surrendered when they fall into the hands of seniors with high morals... Huh !"
Zeng Shushu stopped, found no one around him, looked back, but saw Zhang Xiaofan stopped at some point, stood behind him and looked at him blankly, with a strange expression on his face.
Zeng Shushu felt strange, and said, "What's the matter, Xiaofan?"
Zhang Xiaofan's body shook, he forced a smile, and said, "No, it's nothing."
Zeng Shushu took another look at him, thinking that he was worried about the competition tomorrow, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Don't worry! I've already told Senior Brother Peng that he won't bet on you in the competition tomorrow." Heavy hand, let you lose more decently, so that you can do business in front of the master and wife."
Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be absent-minded, but he still nodded and said, "Oh, thank you very much."
The two walked a few steps forward, Zeng Shushu was busy looking at Xiao Hui in his arms, but Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be full of thoughts and remained silent.
After a while, Xiao Hui seemed to be unable to bear Zeng Shushu's inhuman gaze any longer, screamed a few times, and stretched out his claws to grab Zeng Shushu. Seeing that Xiao Hui had been quite honest from just now, Zeng Shushu let down his vigilance for a moment, and suddenly He was attacked by it, but this time he really couldn't avoid it. There were several scars on his white face, and he let go of his hand in pain.
Xiaohui was free again, happy and joyful, but did not return to Zhang Xiaofan's side, but rushed to the ground and ran forward quickly, three steps and two steps, ran in front of the two people who were walking in front of them, and "swish" on top of one person .
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, looked up, saw the woman smiling like a flower, standing among the misty white clouds, her clothes fluttering, red silk around her waist, she was unparalleled, it was Tian Ling'er.
A burst of joy suddenly surged in his heart, and he was about to speak, when suddenly the blood in his whole body became cold again, and the chill entered his heart. Beside Tian Linger, stood a handsome man standing in the wind, whether it was Qi Hao or who
At this time Tian Linger was also taken aback, usually Xiao Hui only pestered Zhang Xiaofan, but today she suddenly changed her temper and became intimate with herself, it was quite unexpected.
In fact, in her heart, she also likes this smart monkey quite a bit, she caressed Xiao Hui and smiled at him, "Xiao Fan, why are you here?"
Zhang Xiaofan expressionless, whispered: "My friend and I came here for a walk."
Standing beside Tian Linger, Qi Hao glanced at Zeng Shushu, with a smile on his lips, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Brother Zeng, we meet again."
Zeng Shushu didn't dare to be negligent, and replied: "Brother Qi, hello."
Tian Linger looked at them and asked in surprise, "Do you know each other?"
Qi Hao smiled and said: "Junior Brother Zeng is the beloved son of Master Uncle Zeng of Fenghui Peak, with profound family traditions and profound morals. This time, Qimai Wushu will be our great enemy!"
Zeng Shushu smiled and said: "Senior Brother Qi, your name moves Qingyun, and the young disciples of Qingyun's sect naturally respect you, how dare I be presumptuous!"
Qi Hao laughed loudly, and said: "Junior Brother Zeng is too generous, I don't dare to take it."
Tian Linger saw that Zhang Xiaofan had a strange expression, walked over and said, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, said: "Senior Sister, you will compete with Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak tomorrow, you must be careful!"
Tian Linger smiled slightly, turned her head to look at Qihao, Qihao smiled and said nothing, Tian Linger smiled back, then turned her head and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "I understand in my heart, no, senior brother Qi has profound morals, human beings He is also enthusiastic, because he has some affinity with me, so he specially asked me to come out and give me some tips for tomorrow's competition!"
Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, for a long time, said in a shy voice: "Senior Sister, when you compete tomorrow, I will also compete with Senior Brother Peng from Fenghui Peak, I can't cheer for you, you should be careful!"
Tian Linger said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Xiaofan, both father and mother have said that they want to watch my competition, besides..." She glanced at Qi Hao affectionately, and said: "Senior brother Qi will also go The one who watched me compete, with his profound cultivation and his guidance, I will definitely not lose."
Qi Hao laughed from a distance: "Then I can't guarantee that."
Tian Ling'er turned her head, glared at him, and then couldn't help laughing, her white jade-like skin was more than frost and snow, with a faint pink, so bright that it almost made people dumbfounded .
It's just that Zeng Shushu was standing aside, but he clearly saw that Zhang Xiaofan's eyes and complexion quickly dimmed, he almost lost the slightest bit of anger, so he couldn't help frowning.
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The night is deep, and the cold moon hangs high in the sky.
Above the sea of clouds, there was no sound. A lonely shadow, lingering in the cold moonlight, walking aimlessly among the faint clouds and emptiness.
Before he knew it, he walked onto the Hongqiao and came to the edge of the clear water pool in the bay. The level is like a mirror, the waves are calm, reflecting the stars all over the sky, as if they all fell into the water.
The beautiful scenery on a good day is too beautiful to behold.
But this person didn't seem to pay any attention to this, he just stood blankly by the water, looking at the water surface, as if remembering something, after a long time, his body trembled suddenly, his hands were tightly clenched, looking very painful.
Then, he turned his head slowly, looked at the dark grove beside Hongqiao, and walked slowly.
The moonlight shone on Zhang Xiaofan's face, a bit desolate.
Should I always stand in this dark corner, silently watch the happiness of others, and taste my own pain!
In the distance, there were faint footsteps.
Darkness, quietly dormant in this grove.
"It's so late, why did the sect master call us here?" Following the voice, six figures appeared, Zhang Xiaofan hid in the dark, shocked, it was the first of the six veins of Qingyun Mountain except Tongtian Peak, Tian Buyi was also there Inside, the speaker is Shang Zhengliang, the first seat of Chaoyang Peak.
Taoist Cangsong, who was walking in the front, said: "I heard that the senior brother who is in charge of the sect has already tried out spiritism and spiritual masters today. I'm afraid we have discovered something, so we need to discuss it."
The "Ling Zun" Shui Qilin is the spirit beast of the Qingyun Gate, and it has a great relationship. After hearing this, everyone stopped talking, their faces were solemn, and after a while, they walked away.
After these experts walked for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan dared to come out from the small woods, subconsciously looked at the clear water pool, and saw that the water surface was as calm as usual, the Spirit Venerable seemed to have already slept in the water.
He looked up at the cold moon in the sky in a daze, and was about to go back, but he reached out and took out the black fire stick from his arms.
What Zeng Shushu said during the day shocked him a lot and made him very surprised, but at the moment he had no other thoughts at all, only the image of Senior Sister Ling'er and Qi Hao standing together well.
His heart has always been like being pierced by a needle, but now, it has become numb and empty, as if all three souls and seven souls have disappeared.
Slowly pick up the fire stick, under the dark blue surface, small blood-red lines are clearly visible, like blood threads, all over the stick, even in the bead on the top.
Is this my blood
Zhang Xiaofan thought this way in his heart, the moment he heard Zeng Shushu's words, he almost immediately had the urge to throw away the fire stick, however, Qi Hao and Tian Ling'er who came after him gave him even more heartache The big shock made him not care about this so-called evil thing at all.
"Hmph!" He smiled wryly, "Even if it's an evil thing, it's still an extremely powerful magic weapon. I don't have such a good life, and I'm worthy of these things. Isn't it just an ugly fire stick with me?" ?"
A cold feeling slowly emerged from the fire stick, wandering in his body, as if comforting him.
"A magic weapon? A magic weapon?"
Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth: "What am I? How can I use magic weapons?" After speaking, his voice was a little choked up, even the cold breath seemed to be startled by his sadness, The feeling of jumping seems to be alive.
Zhang Xiaofan felt it, but he didn't take it to heart at all, he thought it was the mountain wind that made his body cold.
He raised his head slowly, looked at the fire stick in his hand, and the scene of going to the valley with Tian Linger in the past flashed in his mind, and it seemed like a lifetime away for a while.
The bloodshot streaks in the dark blue color of the fire stick slowly lit up, as if sensing something.
Zhang Xiaofan accidentally saw it, his heart skipped a beat, he was taken aback, and at the same time remembered what Zeng Shushu said during the day. In his heart, suddenly there was an irresistible impulse.
I closed my eyes.
In an instant, the icy cold feeling spread all over the body without the slightest chill, there was no sound around but deep in my heart I heard a wild roar so clearly, like the screams of countless innocent souls under the Nine Netherness, with endless resentment , soaring up.
Bones, fresh blood, screaming, bloody!
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, but after a while, he held his breath.
His hands were spread out flat, his fingers were stretched or bent, and they were held in the shape of a formula. At this moment, the black fire stick had flown away from his palm, standing in mid-air, with black air and blue light shining brightly.
In front of the fire stick, a tree that was facing him in front of the grove, which was originally full of life, had completely withered at this moment, with its branches and leaves falling off, as if it was sucked out of all life in an instant by something.
For the first time in Zhang Xiaofan's life, he felt so intimate with the fire stick, even though the stick stopped in mid-air, he still clearly felt that he was holding it, the familiar cold air It also became stronger than ever before, and in it, there seemed to be a trace of inexplicable fresh breath, which was sucked from the black stick and traveled all over the body.
At this moment, there was a low whistling sound from far behind Zhang Xiaofan, he turned his head in horror, and saw that the water in the clear water pool suddenly became chaotic, as if something was disturbed.
He didn't think about it anymore, subconsciously ran away, and quickly ran to the Hongqiao without looking back. He ran forward until he passed the Hongqiao and came to the sea of clouds. He didn't feel anything strange behind him, so he stopped. Take a big breath.
For a long time, he stared at the black fire stick in his hand again, but at this moment, the fire stick was just as usual, plain, ugly and quietly lying in his hand.
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The next day, Qingyunmen Seven Meridians Competition entered the third round.
The sixteen disciples of Qingyun happened to be distributed on eight arenas, and they competed at the same time. Among the three people in Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan was arranged to compete on the "Kan" stage, Song Daren was on the "Li" stage, and as for the competition between Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi, they were arranged to compete at the largest and most conspicuous "Dry" stage. Competition on stage.
According to Zeng Shushu, Zhang Xiaofan's friend who has only known each other for three days but is already very close, in terms of the ring arrangement, those old fellows from Qingyun Sect have serious problems.
Needless to say Lu Xueqi who is pregnant with "Tianya", these few days when the young disciples of Qingyun Sect appear in the competition, they will be surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and nothing can get through.
And Tian Ling'er of Dazhufeng was originally famous in Qingyun Sect, and in the past two days, she showed her skills even more, she even defeated a strong enemy, attracting everyone's attention, and her appearance was also unparalleled. Comment.
Today, these two most outstanding young female disciples of Qing Yun sect in the past hundred years met prematurely, the elders may feel regretful, but the young disciples were all joyful and surrounded the Gantai like an iron bucket early on.
Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan both stood in front of Tian Buyi, bid farewell to him, Tian Buyi looked at Song Daren, and said: "Today your opponent is Nagato's Chang Jian, this man is persevering, has practiced Taoism for many years, and defends against Taoism Extremely strong, exactly the opposite of the Immortal Sword and Ten Tigers you cultivated, you have to be careful."
Song Daren said respectfully, "Yes, Master."
Zhang Xiaofan's heart moved, he felt that the name seemed familiar, after thinking for a while, he recalled that when he first went up the mountain five years ago, it was Chang Jian who led him and Lin Jingyu to the Jade Palace.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking about Lin Jingyu again. He heard that his friend also won the second match yesterday. His strength was outstanding and he was regarded as a genius by everyone. It's just that he didn't have time to go over and congratulate him.
Tian Buyi glanced at Zhang Xiaofan standing next to Song Daren, this unexpected little apprentice stood there with his head down, silent. Tian Buyi frowned, said: "Lao Qi, you should also be careful, it's okay if you can't admit defeat, be careful not to get hurt."
Zhang Xiaofan's body shook, but others couldn't see what he was feeling inside, they just whispered: "Yes, Master."
Song Daren looked into the distance, and said to Tian Buyi: "Master, it's getting late, I went with my junior brother."
Tian Buyi nodded, Suru who stood beside him smiled and said, "Be careful."
Song Daren responded, and walked out of the circle with Zhang Xiaofan, along the way, he faintly felt that something was wrong with this little junior brother today, the silence was not like in the past, so he said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Little junior brother, what are you doing today? Why don't you say a word, are you nervous?"
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the elder brother, forced a smile, but didn't answer.
Song Daren smiled cheerfully, and said: "Don't think too much about it, and don't pay too much attention to the outcome. Although Master and Wife love face, they will never blame you, understand?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaofan replied, but thought to himself: They don't have any expectations of me, so naturally they won't blame me.
Song Daren nodded, at this time the two walked out of the crowd, it was not easy to squeeze in, but it was quite easy to get out, Song Daren chuckled, and said: "Junior brother, we are going to separate, I wish you good luck, I hope to see you soon." I will win another game with you." After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Xiaofan's reaction, he laughed out loud.
Zhang Xiaofan sighed slightly, and walked towards the ring where he was competing.
"Kan" is under the stage, most of Fenghuifeng's disciples are here, Zhang Xiaofan also saw the group of senior brothers surnamed Gao. Fenghui Peak is a major branch of Qingyun Sect, with more than 200 disciples, second only to Nagato Tongtian Peak and Longshou Peak.
It was obvious that everyone in Fenghui Peak had heard something from Zeng Shushu, and they all looked relaxed, seeing Zhang Xiaofan smiling and nodding in a friendly manner.
For some reason, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the kind smiles of all the people in front of him were so annoying, they were all a kind of contempt for him.
He walked onto the ring with a blank face, and everyone in the background stood against him. This time, even Zeng Shushu was gone, because he had to compete himself.
But even if he comes, he should still applaud the brothers who are in the same vein!
In Zhang Xiaofan's heart, suddenly there was an indescribable loneliness, standing on this high arena, watching the countless eyes around the audience, but he didn't even have a single friend.
For what, for what, always face everyone alone, not even a single friend!
The sixteen-year-old boy shouted silently in his heart, bit his lip stubbornly, and lowered his head.
The mountain wind came slowly, blowing across the face.
"when!"
The sound of bells and tripods in the near and far rang almost at the same time, echoed on the top of Tongtian Peak, and spread far away. Zhang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat, his first thought was: Senior Sister Ling'er should start the competition too! She should not be hurt.
Immediately he felt sore, and said to himself: "Whether she will be hurt or not, it's your turn to take care of it, not to mention that Master and Mistress are there, even Qihao said to go immediately after finishing the opponent as soon as possible. Hehe, as soon as possible It's so majestic and confident to defeat the opponent! It really treats the opponent as nothing... "
Thinking in this way, he forgot that he was also in the ring, until the opponent standing opposite him yelled loudly for the third time: "... Junior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Xiaofan woke up suddenly, looked up, but saw a senior brother from Fenghui Peak standing opposite him at some point, he was tall and had a rather gentle expression, but seeing Zhang Xiaofan in a daze at this moment, his expression was involuntarily weird.
Zhang Xiaofan's face was flushed red, only hearing the audience burst into laughter.
Peng Chang cupped his hands with a smile and said: "Peng Chang, disciple of Huifeng who is in the downwind, please teach me, Junior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Xiaofan hastily returned the gift, saying: "Dazhu Peak's disciple Zhang Xiaofan, met Senior Brother Peng."
The two met Li, Peng Chang smiled slightly, looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, then lowered his voice, said: "Junior Zhang, Brother Zeng has already told me about you, I..."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his body, and suddenly blurted out uncontrollably: "Senior brother Peng, please let go and come here!"
Peng Chang was taken aback, looked at Zhang Xiaofan carefully, put away his smile for a while, nodded, and swiped his right hand in front of him, with a sound of "Zheng", a red light was emitted from the handle, almost like a fairy sword surrounded by burning flames Sacrificial up.
"This sword 'Wu Hook' is made of thousand-year-old fire-bronze. Please teach me, Junior Brother Zhang." For some reason, Peng Chang's expression was serious and his demeanor was serious, as if he was speaking to an evenly matched enemy.
Zhang Xiaofan felt the fiery aura rushing towards his face from a long distance away, and this fiery aura was strong and strong, completely different from the gentle and upright aura of Shaoyang Immortal Sword of Chu Yuhong in Chaoyang Peak yesterday, a bit more domineering.
Zhang Xiaofan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and he was so nervous that his body trembled slightly when he thought of the result he would face later, but he gritted his teeth, tried his best to control himself, and took out the black stick from his arms. fire stick.
There was a burst of piercing laughter from the audience.
Zhang Xiaofan shivered as if being stabbed by a needle.
Peng Chang, who was standing opposite him, didn't smile. He glanced at the black fire stick and said seriously, "Junior Zhang, please!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at this opponent, behind the burning flames, Peng Chang was like an ancient Vulcan, his whole person was different, the fiery flames caused waves of smoke to float in the air, even his face looked a little bit blurred.
Holding the black stick tightly, Zhang Xiaofan once again felt the feeling of flesh and blood, as if he knew the master's mood, that cold feeling boiled again.
The black and ugly fire stick slowly rose into the air and left his palm, emitting a dark blue light. Although it was ugly and faint, it stood in midair, facing the front as if unstoppable and omnipotent. The impossibly powerful flame, neither it nor its owner flinched in the slightest.
A person, a fire stick, faced the whole world!
Under the stage, the roar of laughter slowly subsided, and people held their breath for some unknown reason.
The huge flame became more and more intense, making people wonder what it was burning so vigorously. The disciples of Fenghui Peak who were far below the stage felt that the heat was overwhelming, and the disciples with lesser cultivation bases even turned to the flames. Stepping back, some people like Senior Brother Gao, who had a good relationship with Zeng Shushu and knew the inside story, all changed their faces. Everyone could see that Peng Chang didn't seem to be showing mercy at the moment.
The fire dragon got bigger and bigger, almost covering the sky above the ring with its teeth and claws.
Looking from a distance, Zhang Xiaofan standing on the stage, his clothes and trousers, even the ends of his hair and eyebrows, seemed to be scorched, one can imagine the feeling of him being in the furnace at this moment, it is creepy.
However, that young man stood there, his face was in pain but he didn't flinch, his eyes were frantic even though there was fear, the flame in his heart seemed to be burning in his eyes.
With a roar, a huge fire dragon rushed over, trying to devour everything in the world.
It seems like a moment, but frozen for a lifetime.
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and screamed, the fire stick was like blue light, he rushed into the flames.
There was a loud roar, and it was deafening amidst the raging flames.
Under the stage, Senior Brother Gao and the others looked at each other, and after a while, they stumbled and sighed, "How did it become like this!"