Chapter 35 Burning River
The blood drained from Wen Yu's face because he couldn't imagine how a junior in the Tao Seeking Realm could achieve such a pace as walking a hundred meters in one step.
Even he... only controlled the essence of three of the seven steps. Each step he took was only twenty meters away.
The Seven Ember Steps are extremely difficult to learn, and the success rate of performing them is extremely low.
If the footwork is messed up and the fire circle disperses, it is very likely that you will not be able to step out.
At the critical moment of life and death, Wen Yu thought that he would never use such spiritual tactics.
And this kid actually succeeded in one step.
The three masters and disciples behind the boulder all opened their eyes wide, looking at the sword-wielding young man in black robes between the world and the earth, and rushed forward without fear of life or death.
The Autumn Water Sword in his hand exuded a gleaming light, and the Autumn Water Sword with extremely strong water spirit properties... burned at this moment.
The strong frost emitted from the sword quickly evaporated into steaming mist.
The palm of the sword holding the sword kept spitting red light, and with a slight turn of the wrist, the steaming mist emitted a blazing high temperature. As Balian roared, the mist turned into a python that rushed into the sky.
At the same time, the huge mountain-like corpse demon still swung the battle ax in his hand.
Boom!
The black clouds in the sky were directly pulled down by this shocking axe, causing a terrifying shock.
The dull and oppressive air exploded.
The few human beings who were sucked up to the highest point by the powerful suction force exploded into miserable bloody flowers in the black cloud on the ax before they could completely fall.
Like a python's sword energy clicking under the broken battle axe, the python's head was as brittle as tofu and was cut with a huge and thrilling incision.
The edge of the Autumn Water Sword trembles wildly, as if it will break at any time!
The ring of fire under Bailian's feet suddenly went out, and the python transformed from sword energy was on the verge of collapse.
He was unable to catch the ax before it fell completely.
If he did not retreat, his corpse demon body, which was only a fourth-level seeker of the Tao, would soon explode into a pulp just like the mortal body at its highest point.
Bailian turned his head and glanced at the deer that was swept up above him by the headwind. His usually gentle eyes had long been replaced by a ruthless look.
Fight to the death!
No retreat!
The huge battle ax roared and slashed!
The crimson color of Bailian's eyes spread, and there was no longer any distinction between the pupils and the whites of the eyes, and the entire eyeballs were replaced by a blood-like color.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
An inhuman roar erupted from his mouth, and he stepped hard, taking seven full steps. Fire colored aperture.
Teng!
Seven explosive sounds!
Bailian's body was wrapped in seven rings of fire, and even the black robe with special material given to him by Jin Sheng burned at the same moment.
The burning autumn water sword slashed out horizontally, and the fire on the sword edge merged into the air python.
The frost-white energy suddenly burned into a fire dragon like the strongest oil in the world.
The cracked python head merged rapidly in the raging fire, roared up ferociously, lit up the dark night, and slammed into the battle ax wrapped in black clouds.
The black cloud, which was disturbed by the demonic energy and became extremely powerful, evaporated into black mist and dispersed as the fire python exploded inch by inch.
The deer that had been pulled out of the sky and the remaining surviving humans also fell back to the ground.
Bailian took out the glazed umbrella from his waist with trembling hands, poured spiritual power into it, and threw it backwards. The umbrella handle fell into the ground first.
Under the control of exquisite spiritual power, the umbrella opened with a bang.
The umbrella surface emits a faint glazed light, which is gentle and powerful.
Under that light, everyone slowed down and slowly fell to the ground.
The fawn was lying on the ground, the golden net all over its body getting tighter and tighter. The beast's eyes were filled with tears, and it looked worriedly at Balian under the battle axe, and it kept beating hard.
Behind the boulder, looking at the sword energy rising into the sky and turning into a fire python, the python rose into the sky like bathing in a river of fire. Wen Yu's back had already collapsed and was straight, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. .
His throat couldn't help but feel dry and itchy, and he trembled uncontrollably as he said: "Fen... Burn... Burning River Sword Art! It's actually my Taixuan Sect's Burning River Sword Art! Who is this kid?! "
The female disciple next to him looked slightly confused, with a hint of excitement and shock, and couldn't help but ask: "What is the Burning River Sword Jue? "
Wen Yu's expression at this moment could no longer be described as shocked, and there were already layers of hot sweat under his palms.
His eyes had long been replaced by the fire, and he said eagerly and enthusiastically: "The Burning River Sword Technique, that is a set of sword techniques created by the master of Taixuan Sect. Even I am not qualified to even take a look at it. None, how can this guy who is just in the Tao-seeking realm know the master’s sword skills!”
Who is he!
There are only a few inner disciples of Taixuan Sect who are qualified to learn the Burning River Sword Technique, and he knows which ones they are.
But this was undoubtedly the first time he had seen the young man in front of him.
The black clothes burned with flames as red as blood, and the ring of fire around Balian's body was inextinguishable, like a god of war in the fire. His scarlet eyes stared directly at the giant corpse demon in front of him.
His head was torn open by the heavy ax wind, and scarlet blood snaked down the bridge of his pale nose, giving people a different kind of bloody beauty. .
He could not see what level of strength the corpse demon in front of him had.
I only know that I am as small as a speck of dust in front of him.
He knew that the next moment the battle ax fell, his soul would definitely be destroyed!
He was so close to death, but for some reason, he had no fear in his heart and looked directly at the opponent's huge lantern-like red devil eyes.
The sharp fangs poked out from the lips and teeth. On the handsome and fair face, there were red blood lines. The blood lines were like small and agile blood snakes, densely forming incomprehensible ancient lines. Word.
Bailian raised his sword, the sharp tip of the sword pointing straight up towards the battle ax, and a word of corpse language that no one could understand broke out from his mouth.
The sound was so shocking that Wen Yu seemed to see a sea of blood in the power of this word, which almost made his whole head boil.
For a moment, I felt like I was going crazy and losing myself.
The green corpse beads exuding a faint light in the mouth of the giant corpse demon suddenly dimmed, as if they were suppressed and frightened by some natural enemy, and became dark and gloomy.
The giant ax sinking in his hand also froze for a moment, and slowly stopped three inches above his head.
The body as heavy as a mountain seemed to be frightened, and Hong Hong took two steps back.
The scarlet light in Bailian's eyes dissipated along with the seven faint rings of fire on his body, and his eyes seemed to be distracted as if they were out of strength.
The Autumn Water Sword in his hand slipped weakly, and his whole body burst into flames as he fell down.
The deer neighed excitedly and wanted to pounce to catch his body, but it was restrained all over and could not move at all.
The glazed umbrella lost the blessing of its master's spiritual power and could no longer slow down its fall. With a loud bang, Balian fell to the ground hard, creating a big pit and filled with smoke and dust.
(End of this chapter)