C479 Ancient Flame Clan

Zuo Yu didn't say anything. His eyes were cold and filled with combat intent. He dashed forward.

Under the full-force movement of his Heaven Defying Eight Steps, his speed was only affected by two parts. However, those people were affected by more than half of the ___. This depended on their overall strength. If their physique wasn't strong enough, their speed would be affected as well. Furthermore, their speed wasn't as fast as Zuo Yu's.

Zuo Yu dashed into the crowd in a flash. Two huge sabers were swung at their heads. Zuo Yu's expression was indifferent. After two consecutive punches, he arrived first and broke the throats of the two men.

Zuo Yu did not stop moving. His fists and elbows moved, and his legs moved continuously. Sometimes, he even crossed his legs. A group of people rushed over aggressively, but they were hit continuously. None of them made a single move.

If it was outside, they would not be so bad. However, under such a situation, their difference was too ridiculous. This was simply a paradise for strong body cultivators.

Those who hadn't rushed to the back panicked. They stopped in their tracks and said, "Brother, stop. It's all a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding... Ah... " Some people saw that they could not escape and waved their hands to beg for mercy.

Zuo Yu ignored him. He was in a bad mood. He sent that man flying with a punch. That man suddenly swung his sword at his neck. Unfortunately, that man was too slow.

Zuo Yu rushed over. A group of people roared and rushed over. They stopped screaming.

Zuo Yu didn't even look at them. He immediately dashed out of the palace.

His Qi was awe-inspiring. His calm state of mind was long gone. It was useless for him to stay here any longer.

Zuo Yu had just rushed out of the palace when a few more people rushed over together. This towering palace was too conspicuous, and it had attracted a lot of people.

These people came in later than the others, so they were able to see it clearly. They had come in hand in hand, and they were all teleported to the same place.

"Kid..." A one-eyed bald man dashed to the front. When he saw Zuo Yu, he grinned hideously and raised the large saber in his hand.

Zuo Yu kept charging forward, and the Creation Dragon Fist smashed onto him like a divine weapon.

Bang! The one-eyed bald man's blade was broken by Zuo Yu's fist as soon as it was raised. Zuo Yu's fist kept on punching and hitting his chest.

The one-eyed bald man let out a strange cry and flew away. Blood spurted out like a string.

Zuo Yu's expression was cold. His clothes moved without wind and he looked coldly at the other person.

"Friend, it's a misunderstanding. We are not with him. We are a temporary group."

"Misunderstanding..." The group of passionate fellows stopped in their tracks and quickly retreated. As they retreated, they waved their hands and no longer dared to show any arrogance.

Zuo Yu looked at them indifferently and left in a flash.

Seeing Zuo Yu leave, the group of people let out a few sighs of relief with lingering fear in their hearts.

"Who is this person? I didn't see wrongly. He really is a Fifth Layer of True Martial Stage, why is he so fierce?"

"Just now, he gave me the impression that he isn't a human anymore, as if he is facing a peerless weapon. Why is his killing intent so pure?"

"Let's go as well."

"Right, let's go in and take a look."

Time passed slowly.

This ancient city was very big. Zuo Yu was walking in it, but he couldn't fly. He felt extremely tiny.

As he walked on the main road, Zuo Yu saw a tall and huge building in the distance. The buildings here were all dark red in color. They looked quite simple. But many of them were very big. There were many big palaces here, and the one that looked like a martial arts field was also one of the ordinary buildings.

After walking into the palace, Zuo Yu saw a strange flame totem.

These strange fire totems were found in the previous small village, but the totems here were more lifelike and complicated.

Ancient Flame Race? Zuo Yu's eyes flashed as he thought of this clan.

Some information emerged in his mind. He had seen this totem before. It was the totem of a large tribe in the Ancient Flame Tribe.

Zuo Yu was very unfamiliar with this continent. He knew nothing about it. The memories of his previous self were very short. Therefore, he would often look through the information while cultivating. This way, he would be able to cultivate his emotions and calm his state of mind. One was relaxed, the other was relaxed. This was the way of the Civil and Martial Arts.

Zuo Yu often went to the Four Square Academy and Dark Star Sect's bases to read all kinds of information. He had read some simple introductions about the Ancient Flame Race. At that time, there was such a pattern. It seemed to be the pattern of a large tribe of the Ancient Flame Race. Now, Zuo Yu had finally confirmed that this should be the ancient ruins of the Ancient Flame Race. At least, it was one of the ruins.

According to the legends, a strange clan lived in the desert during the ancient times. They were the Ancient Flame Race. If there were black and yellow people... They rarely came into contact with outsiders. They were the darlings of the desert, not afraid of the heat, not afraid of boredom. Instead, they were like fish in water. They liked hot places even more. Their cultivation was also related to the Dao of Fire.

The ancient war between the various races was chaotic. In the end, even the Ancient Flame Race was not spared... In the end, everyone knew that the Great Desolate had been broken. After the Five Square Continent was separated from the ancient times, the Five Square Continent had shrunk by many times compared to before. The Divine Martial Continent was one of them... Later on, no one knew what happened. There was a rumor that the heavens were furious... In any case, all the supreme experts had disappeared, and both sides had retreated to defend against the war.

At that time, the experts from the Ancient Flame Race also disappeared. After the war, the desert that the Ancient Flame Race relied on to survive in was only left with a corner, which was the current Zhou Desert. The corner was also so big, and the Ancient Flame Race seemed to have gradually declined. No one knew when it had faded from people's sight and was forgotten by the world...

Now, there was only an empty ruin left. It seemed that they were long gone. No one knew where they went or they had already died in the long river of time.

These pieces of information emerged in Zuo Yu's mind, and he now had a better understanding of this place.

He walked around casually. There were already people who had come to this palace, but there was nothing there.

After walking out of the palace, Zuo Yu walked out.

Walking on a small path, Zuo Yu felt refreshed. The fire elements around him were extremely active.

The others were different. They all looked haggard, and their lips were dry and cracked. Unless they drank water all the time, their mouths would soon dry up, and ordinary people would not bring so many water sources.

"Boss, this kid is very relaxed. It seems like he doesn't have heavy treasures protecting him or endless water sources. We..." In the corner, a few men stared at Zuo Yu, and their eyes flickered with a fierce light.

However, just as they were about to move, they were stunned because someone in front of them had attacked first. It was two men in red. Their clothes and the environment here were very unimaginable. The two of them suddenly attacked Zuo Yu from the left and right. They were filled with killing intent.

Zuo Yu only slightly turned his body, and in an instant, he seemed to have turned into a peerless weapon. A moment ago, he was still very calm, but at this moment, his killing intent soared to the sky. The swords of the two men were knocked away before they could reach him, and their heads exploded.

Zuo Yu's Qi was cold. He turned his head and looked indifferently at the men in the distance, then turned around and left.

The few men felt their scalps go numb when Zuo Yu looked at them. That killing intent was too pure, as if he wanted to kill someone. Those who wanted to kill would have to die. Their facial expression changed dramatically. They didn't dare to have any other thoughts, and hurriedly ran in the opposite direction from Zuo Yu.

Time slowly passed.

More and more people entered this ancient city, and the city became chaotic.

"Hmph! Ma Yu, you really want to fight to the death with us..." An angry roar came from afar.

"Fight to the death? You are not worthy! Hand over the Flaming Saber and I will spare your life! "the middle-aged man said with a sneer.

"Dream on."

"Then go to hell."

"Kill!"

" Kill this bunch of bastards... "

"Haha..."

The chaotic battle began once again. It was extremely intense from the beginning.

Zuo Yu walked over and took a look from afar. The man was holding a strange ancient combat blade. It seemed like he had found it here. The power was indeed extraordinary, but his opponent was not weak either.

Obviously, it was a bloody battle caused by a saber.