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BOOM! Thunder rang out and a black cloud covered the city. Bean-sized drops of rain fell down, causing the bustling martial gathering to feel a hint of coldness.

The cultivators naturally wouldn't be afraid of the raindrops. The effect of this small amount of rain on them could be ignored, but the audience had an impact. No one was willing to spend money to buy raindrops.

It did not pay any attention to the restless scene or the anxious crowd as its essence and spirit were all focused on the three-feet blade of the Quicksand Sword.

Xu Gui's entire body was emitting a fiery red Zhen Qi, and his entire body was like a burning flame. Before the raindrops could even approach his body, they had already turned into water vapor.

After a quarter of an hour, the two were still motionless.

The audience, which had finally calmed down, was once again in an uproar. The spectators, who had previously felt slightly uncomfortable watching the match under the heavy rain, were now standing there motionlessly, which was even more uninteresting. Who wouldn't want to see the two of them standing there motionlessly?

Just when the audience was about to throw rotten eggs and rotten leaves, Xu Ku finally moved. He couldn't help but think that standing for fifteen minutes was his limit.

"Fire God's Seven Killing Strikes!"

Xu Zhi's long blade shrouded in flames released a series of illusory fire shadows in the air. The fire shadows looked extremely dignified, like a god standing on a mountain. Wherever they stood, not even a drop of water remained, and even the hazy mist in the air had evaporated.

Seven phantom flames, each of them had a different color. Dressed in battle robes, they seemed like ghosts or heavenly generals from the highest heavens. The weapons in their hands were all different; swords, axes, halberds, rods, each had their own merits.

"Fire God's Seven Killing Strikes: Destroy!" Along with Xu Gui's deep growl, the fiery-red shadow floating in the air moved. The heavy fire axe in his hand swung over like a giant millstone.

Just as Chang Lou was about to move, he suddenly discovered that following the red figure of the fire, a large red symbol appeared on the ground. Not only did this symbol emit a terrifying heat that made Chang Lou feel like he was standing on a pot and roasting.

"Fire God's Seven Killing Strikes: Earthen Kill!" While the building was in a state of difficulty, Xu Gui had already activated the orange shadow of the fire. An orange battle-axe was as free and as agile as the arm of the shadow of the fire. It was extremely strange.

One axe and one axe, both advancing and retreating, both coming at the same time. The axe was strong enough to split a mountain, but the axe was strange and hard to predict.

"What a strange fire shadow!" The Quicksand Sword, wrapped in the Black Water True Qi, pierced through the throat of Fire Shadow unhindered, but the Fire Shadow's offensive was not affected in the slightest.

Seeing that the two flame shadows were not able to stop him, Xu Zhi clenched his teeth, encouraged by his long blade, and merged with the third yellow flame shadow, his figure became much taller as he swung his golden blade towards Ye Chen.

Chang Lou sensed a powerful momentum approaching at high speed, and tried to break free of the two shadows of fire, but couldn't.

Boom! * The red and orange fire shadows collided, and the waves of fire created by the violent explosion accurately pushed the Chang Lou under Xu's golden blade. The precision of the calculation was astonishing.

"Use your full strength! I will not hold back in this slash! "

The giant fiery figure formed by Xu Gui roared. This《 Seven Slaughters of the Fire God》 was a treasure of the Flame God Cult, a high-grade Mysterious rank cultivation technique. When mastery, one could use seven fire figures at the same time, or merge seven fire shadows into one, and transform into the shadow of the Fire God. Whether it was power or actual combat value, it was the best in the world.

In Chang Lou's heart, he looked down on Xu Que. He seemed like a big, simple, honest, honest kid. Why did he let him do this? He had no idea how many times he had made this move already.

Chang Lou suddenly unleashed his sword, using the same move that he had thought of when dealing with Yao Xing, 'fleeting'.

A black stream of light shot out from the tip of the sword and hit the edge of the blade. The moment the sword touched the blade energy, a brilliant and violent black light exploded from the tip of the sword, like a volcanic eruption.

"Chang Lou was wrong. Yao Xing's sword was a coincidence, and his strength was his." This sword attack was a sudden explosion after a period of silence. It had the feeling of breaking through ten realms. It worked well against Yao Xing's bizarre "Three Slashes of the Ghost Blade", but it was a little difficult to deal with Xu Shen's sword attack.

The power of this Fire God's Fire God's slash was boundless. It was extremely violent and domineering, unleashing a power that could split heaven and earth. With the 'fleeting' sword attack, it was undoubtedly impossible for Chang Lou to gain the upper hand.

Chang Lou was sent flying. Two obvious footprints were left on the solid stage. There was nothing else in Iron Rhinoceros City. This rock was very hard, and Chang Lou didn't even leave a mark when he slashed at it with his sword. He had left two footprints, but he could imagine how ruthless and tyrannical this cut was.

The bones were on the verge of breaking apart, and with a mouthful of old blood, Chang Lou turned into a withered pine.

Wind blew, sword moved, pine forest cried! Yet again, it was this simple and natural strike, Withered Leaf! It blocked Xu Gui's blade that was about to come back after holding in a breath of air.

The wind-waving pine was extremely tough and unyielding, and Xu realized that his sword had been blocked for no reason at all.

He clearly felt that he could crush this "old tree branch" at any time, but he just couldn't take a step forward and break it. The house was like a tired camel, heavy on his back with pressure or cargo. Xu felt that he would fall at any moment, but he couldn't find the last straw to crush him.

Sword up, Forest Move, Gale Fury! Just as the saber and the "old branch" were maintaining a clever balance, the "old branch" moved, not by itself this time, but by the wind.

The raging sword intent directly blew that great saber up into the air, and the raging gale formed from that crazy sword intent swept over the entire battling platform, sweeping Xu Gui off the platform like a fallen leaf.

Chang Lou won. It was difficult to win. As expected, there were no weaklings left at this stage. There were only the stronger ones.

"Me! "We will definitely flatten this place!" When he thought of all these experts, there was not a single trace of fear in Chang Lou's heart. Instead, an arrogant air rose in him. The battle intent that had been dormant for too long surged once more.

It had been a long time since he had this feeling. The sharpness had already drowned him for too long, and being careful and prudent had already worn down his old spirit.

"Maybe I'm wrong!" Chang Lou thought back to what she had experienced in less than two months. She realized that her caution and caution had unknowingly concealed her sharpness after dying once. He no longer had any tension, and gradually became overly rational, causing him to become a bit restrained. Young people needed to restrain themselves, but they also needed to be spirited and spirited. The two of them needed to have the ability to overcome difficulties and reach a higher peak.

When the Chang Lou once again stepped down from the stage, everyone could clearly feel that he had become a different person. He was no longer as old, but more confident and sharp. He was like a sharp treasured sword.