True Immortal of the Netherworld

At the same time Murong Yu took action.

Gongsun Zhi glanced at the four great monks from Hongyi Hall opposite him. One of the monks had a clear flame pattern between his eyebrows.

Circles of fire-attribute aura swayed from the flame pattern. At first glance, he was the most proficient in fire-attribute skills among the four monks.

"The monk with the fire attribute label on his forehead must be the Flame Tiger. I'm afraid others don't know that he can play with fire."

With the judgment in mind, Gongsun Zhi flipped his wrist, and a breath of fire surged out from the middle of his palm. The breath of fire converged slightly, and he held a flame gun about two feet in size in his palm.

"Flame Tiger, let me, Gongsun Zhi, compete with you to see who is more flaming."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun Zhi activated the fire escape technique. He stepped on the fire cloud with his feet and jumped up with the flame gun. The tip of the gun drew a straight line of fire on the ground behind him and rushed straight towards the flame tiger on the opposite side. Go up.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and Gongsun Zhi raised the tip of the flame gun in his hand.

There was a "buzz" sound.

The fire breath rolled on the surface of the flame gun, and in a blink of an eye, the shape of a huge fire tiger appeared.

The flame spear, in the shape of a fierce tiger, is majestic.

The monk known as the Flame Tiger, whose dharma name is Sanyan, is the best among the four Buddhist Tigers who is good at fire-based exercises.

When Monk Sanyan saw the red-haired boy among the four people opposite him taking the initiative to start a battle with him, he thought to himself: "Red-haired boy, one of the Four Buddhas and Tigers of my majestic Hong Yitang, how can I be afraid of you, a lay disciple of the Blue Yitang?" , Do you want to fight alone? I, the monk Sanyan, will accompany you.”

Although it is an arena match, after all, the two sides represent the Red Clothes Hall and the Blue Clothes Hall. The Red Clothes Hall is the entrance to the inner gate, and its ranking is ahead of the Blue Clothes Hall in the Golden Buddha Temple. Monk Sanyan represented Hongyitang in the battle, so naturally he could not let down his momentum.

"Wow, wow," Monk Sanyan shouted, his eyes widened, and he touched his bald head with his hand. There was fire breath whirling on his bald head, and his fire attribute body was already in operation, "Just let me do it. Teach you, this young boy, what the true power of fire is."

Monk Sanyan turned one hand over, and with a pop, a red flame flew out of his hand.

As soon as the soul power was activated, the flame twisted and transformed into the shape of a fierce tiger. The fire breath converged, and a long red stick with six tiger patterns engraved on its surface was held in his palm.

At the same time, a large ball of fire breath was released from his body, which was the materialization of his fire-attribute soul power, exuding a powerful flame soul domain, igniting a large area of ​​void around him, and the whole person was like a fire monk from the Fire Temple. .

Monk Sanyan pointed the long flaming stick in his hand at Gongsun Zhi opposite him, stepped on the fire wind with his feet, and the flaming tiger attacked.

Seeing two people playing with fire about to fight, the crowd in the stands on their side immediately became lively.

"Oh, don't tell me, they are all masters of playing with fire."

"It's really hot now."

"Monk Sanyan from Hongyi Hall is famous for being a master of fire control."

"The name Flame Tiger is not for nothing."

"The red-haired guy opposite looks a little weaker."

"This pair is fighting, I'm optimistic that Monk Sanyan will win."

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While Gongsun Zhi rushed upward, he carefully observed the changes in the soul power of monk Sanyan opposite him.

When he saw the flame soul domain released by Monk Sanyan, he had a rough judgment in his mind, "This monk Sanyan is called the Flame Tiger. His body is at the peak of the Yuan Soul Realm. The flame soul domain he emits is quite powerful." . And my cultivation level is above the second level of Yuanhun Realm. If I were to compete purely for soul power, my chance of winning would depend entirely on the dragon-tiger flame gun in my hand."

Gongsun Zhi activated his magic power, and a line of fire spun out from his arm, flowing down his palm and into the flame gun in his hand.

Flame gun surface fire

The power of the flame increased again, and the flame that originally had the shape of a tiger twisted and turned into the shape of a flaming dragon. The spiritual pressure emitted from the surface of the flame gun suddenly increased by a level.

Gongsun Zhi stabbed the other side with the flame gun in his hand.

"Howl——" There seemed to be the sound of a dragon roaring.

"Marksmanship - Flame Dragon Fang."

Gun out! Flame moves!

Gun power! Dragon teeth!

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred spears were thrust out.

The gun shadows connected into one piece, and the stinging void hissed, like hundreds of dragon teeth biting.

Seeing this, the monk Sanyan on the opposite side narrowed his eyes and thought in his mind: "The flame gun in this man's hand can be forcibly upgraded to a level in such a short period of time. It is also an amazing treasure. But at this level, I can't even think of hurting him. Lord Buddha, the "Six Tiger Red Flame Stick" in my hand is not a vegetarian."

Monk Sanyan held the middle of the red flame stick in his hand with one hand, and kept turning his wrist back and forth.

"Buzz buzz, buzz buzz."

The red flame stick whirled like a giant windmill, forming an airtight wall of fire in front of it.

On the surface of the fire wall, there were three flaming tigers jumping around without any gaps.

"Stick method - three tigers watch the door."

"Boom boom boom."

When the two moves collided, flames exploded, dragons and tigers clanged, and the fire breath rolled back a hundred feet.

Gongsun Zhi's spear skills slowed down, and the power of his moves was exhausted.

Monk Sanyan's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, he was full of true energy, his belly bulged, then deflated, he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of red soul fire, which was injected into the surface of the red flame stick in his hand.

"Stick Technique - Three Tigers Burning the Field."

He grabbed the red flame stick with both hands and swung it out suddenly.

The red flame stick rotated, and the three red flame tigers on the surface roared and swept towards Gongsun Zhi on the opposite side.

The whirling fire stick was like a whirling fire wheel, spitting out fierce flames and covering a hundred feet in radius as a sea of ​​fire.

Monk Sanyan switched between offense and defense with almost no pause, and did not leave any more time for Gongsun Zhi on the opposite side to make judgments.

When Gongsun Zhi saw this, he couldn't help being surprised, "The soul power of this monk Sanyan is indeed better than mine. He has two powerful moves in a row, without any pause between attack and defense, and his power does not decrease but increases. Now is not the time to confront him head-on." When the time comes, avoid its sharp edges to have a chance of turning things around.”

With his judgment in mind, Gongsun Zhi thrust the tip of the flame gun into the ground in front of him.

He held the arm of the flame gun and pressed it down. The body of the gun bent, and with a burst of magic power, a fire dragon spit out from the tip of the gun.

"boom".

A ball of dragon fire exploded on the ground under the tip of the spear. With the rebound force of the flame explosion, Gongsun Zhi's figure suddenly pulled upward, like a fire dragon flying into the sky.

Buzz!

The sweeping red flame stick swept across the place where Gongsun Zhi had just stood.

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands on one side of him.

"Ouch, I escaped."

"It's scary."

"If this was hit, it would be burnt if it wasn't smashed into pieces."

.......

Monk Sanyan frowned, "If you move half a beat too slowly, this stick will definitely smash your legs."

He changed the techniques of his hands, the flame pattern between his eyebrows flickered, and his strength increased again, trying to control the spinning red flame stick and launch another attack.

The speeding Red Flame Stick turned around in the distance, its spinning momentum stopped.

At this moment, Gongsun Zhi, who was high in the sky, saw an opportunity.

"I am in mid-air. I must not let him easily launch the third attack. Otherwise, it will be difficult to dodge. The rotating red flame stick seems to be extremely powerful, but the center is the relatively weakest point."

Gongsun Zhi, who was in mid-air, turned over and put his head down, looking for the location of the Red Flame Stick.

his hand

The tip of the flame gun was aimed at the center of the rotating red flame stick and stabbed down.

"Buzz!"

A fire dragon plummeted down.

There was a crisp sound, the breath of fire exploded, and the void trembled.

The flame gun was inserted into the center of the rotating red flame stick, and the red flame stick buzzed and rotated around the barrel of the flame gun.

The monk Sanyan on the opposite side was shocked. He didn't expect that Gongsun Zhi had grasped the timing of the move so perfectly. In an understatement, the momentum of his three tigers burning the field was reduced to nothing.

Gongsun Zhi's figure landed on the ground smoothly, his feet were firmly planted, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw back the red flame stick flying on the barrel of the flame gun.

"Great monk, return your fire stick."

A whoop.

The red flame stick bombarded Monk Sanyan like a flying fireball. The momentum was so fierce that the void boiled. Wherever it passed, it rumbled like rolling thunder.

"Good boy, I really can't underestimate you. If I can't catch this stick, I won't be embarrassed in public."

Monk Sanyan did not retreat. He pressed his magic power and the flame pattern between his eyebrows flickered again. Outside, the red cassock flew horizontally like a bird, jumping up on tiptoes.

At the moment when the Red Flame Stick fell at his feet, Monk Sanyan performed the Thousand Jin Drop technique. The shape of a fire tiger suddenly appeared on the surface of the body, and a tiger roar came out.

The void trembled, his body suddenly fell down, and his toes stepped on the surface of the red flame stick.

The speed of the Red Flame Stick slowed down, and Monk Sanyan stepped on the surface of the Red Flame Stick with his feet one after another. The sound of tiger roars could be heard one after another from where he landed.

After taking more than ten steps in a row, the momentum of the Red Flame Stick completely slowed down.

Monk Sanyan stepped hard, and the red flame stick turned around in mid-air, drew an arc, and landed in his hand.

The red cassock outside Monk Sanyan's body was restrained, and he landed firmly on the ground. With a thud, he poked the red flame stick on the ground in front of him.

The audience on this side suddenly burst into warm applause.

"What a wonderful attack and defense."

"Evenly matched."

"It's really lively."

"The red-haired boy did well."

"I wonder how long the red-haired boy can hold on."

...

"Hmph, red-haired boy, look at the stick."

Monk Sanyan shouted loudly, and rushed forward with the red flame stick in his hand. With the help of his magic power, the six tiger inscriptions on the surface of the red flame stick shone brightly.

The powerful fire breath soul domain continued to explode around his body, and the flying fire breath swept across the ground, burning the gold bricks on the floor red.

Seeing this, Gongsun Zhi made a quick calculation in his mind: "This man's stick skills are extremely proficient, and the grade of the Six Tiger Red Flame Stick in his hand is definitely not inferior to that of my Dragon Tiger Flame Spear. I can't find his flaw, and in a short time I can't defeat him at all. As time goes by, my weakness in cultivation will be revealed, but I, Gongsun Zhi, will not admit defeat."

Gongsun Zhi held a gun in his right hand, and his left hand turned into a sword and stabbed his heart on his chest.

Poof, the finger force penetrated half an inch, and some blood stains seeped out from the surface of the clothes.

At the same time, Gongsun Zhi's heart beat suddenly accelerated.

"puff."

His red hair turned into a real flame, a fire dragon shape hovered on his body, and his body and aura increased by half a level, reaching the peak of the Soul Realm.

"Although my soul-blood-turned-fire technique can improve my cultivation, it won't last too long. I, Gongsun Zhi, will not give up. I am not fighting alone. I want to fight for more for my teammates. time."

Thinking in his mind, Gongsun Zhi pointed the tip of the flame gun towards the opposite side.

Shout: "Light up!"

On the martial arts field, dragons and tigers burst into flames, guns and sticks competed, and they were evenly matched.

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