Beast Taming Chapter 454: Carrying the Blazing Sun and Containing the Golden Crow
Every word is very painful.
Hua Ruo's tightly closed eyes were filled with tears, so that her long eyelashes trembled as if they were soaked in water. A trace of blood oozed from her tightly bitten lower lip, which looked extremely glaring on her pink lips.
Looking at Hua Ruo's trembling thin shoulders, Shi Yan could no longer suppress his inner reluctance. Without caring about the presence of others, he stepped forward and hugged Hua Ruo tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to merge them into each other's bodies.
"How wonderful it would be if we could hug each other like this until we grow old." Hua Ruo murmured to herself while leaning on Shi Yan's warm chest.
Shi Yan let go of one hand and stroked Hua Ruo's haggard face. Seeing her tear-stained face, Shi Yan said firmly, "I won't let you die!" After speaking, he kissed her lips in front of everyone's wide-eyed eyes. His slightly cold tongue slid into her mouth, greedily absorbing her breath, vigorously exploring every corner. The throbbing of this moment made them forget everything around them.
"Fiery Sun Palm!" A palm strike was made. There was no violent storm, no collapse of the sky and earth, no strange phenomena. For Wu Lieyang, it was just a very ordinary palm strike, just an ordinary palm strike burning with flames. However, in the eyes of others, this ordinary palm strike was like the shining sun, shining brightly and dazzlingly. Before the net woven by Mu Heyuan's advantage fine line was formed, a big hole had been burned by Wu Lieyang's Fiery Sun Palm. The dazzling and scorching flames burned on the nothingness of the advantage line, and there was a blazing fire all around.
The firelight was bright red, illuminating Wu Lieyang's resolute face and sturdy body. Coupled with his crimson armor that looked like flames itself, he looked like a god of fire standing in the center of a raging fire, making people dare not look at him closely.
Mu Heyuan took a step back, his chest heaving, breathing heavily, beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose, his evil face pale and a little ugly. He stared at Wu Lieyang intently. In that previous confrontation, he didn't even take the initiative! The power of initiative can't take the initiative? Is it still called the power of initiative? It's ridiculous. At the same time, he looked at Wu Lieyang straight in the eye, wondering who this is!
The first thing that caught my eye was not his face, but the fiery red armor on his body and the mark on his chest that looked like real fire.
"The Divine Fire Cult!" Mu Heyuan frowned, and his fighting spirit rose. Although the Divine Fire Cult is an organization that has only risen recently, its rise is amazing. It trampled on the failures of one famous family after another. It is said that the Divine Fire Cult is invincible and is more worthy of the title of the world's number one than the Yunhai Pavilion. How can Yunhai Pavilion deal with this? How can he, the world's number one of the younger generation, deal with this? Mu Heyuan was immediately eager to fight. He was at a disadvantage in the previous confrontation, but he did not believe that he was not a match for Wu Lieyang! I am the world's number one. If I can't beat him, wouldn't it be in vain that I have been the world's number one for so many years, and I would just be a joke!
I don't care about Cang Ping's death, the treasures in the Heavenly Palace behind him, or the rules of Yunhai Pavilion. I just want to fight him and let the world know that I am the best in the world! Mu Heyuan looked at Wu Lieyang, his eyes flashing with an unstoppable desire to fight!
"It's the Fire Sect!" Nong Anyi also discovered them, but he no longer wanted to fight the Fire Sect. The Heavenly Palace was about to open, the formation had been resolved, and the treasure behind him was beckoning him. It was not worth wasting time here just to avenge a disciple. Besides, there were still a large number of people coming here. A delay would mean a loss of opportunity, which meant missing out on a great opportunity, which Nong Anyi would not allow!
"Don't bother too much, let's go into the Heavenly Palace!" Nong Anyi shouted towards Mu Heyuan, but Mu Heyuan could no longer hear his voice at this moment. In his world, there was only Wu Lieyang who looked like the god of fire.
"Damn it, this guy has gone crazy again!" Nong Anyi was furious. This was not the first time this had happened. If it weren't for his powerful strength, Nong Anyi would have locked him up in the Yunhai Pavilion's Cliff of Regret long ago.
At this time, a flying sword came flying from the sky, and it landed steadily in front of Nong Anyi, flashing a few characters. Nong Anyi saw it, and his stern face suddenly brightened up. These were the characters used by the royal family of Cang Tian Realm, and the characters on this flying sword were made by the priests. "Very good, the three priests have already rushed here with all their strength, and maybe they can get there before the others."
"What should we do now?" A disciple looked up at Mu Heyuan and then at Nong Anyi, nodded and asked, "Should we wait for the eldest brother to defeat the Divine Fire Cult to avenge the second brother, or should we go in first?"
Nong Anyi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Mu Heyuan who was fully into the state, turned his head and flicked his sleeves, "No more waiting, let's go in!" Without any hesitation, he organized his disciples to enter the formation and enter the Heavenly Palace.
Wu Lieyang rushed over and saw Mu Heyuan blocking the way. He frowned and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
At the same time, he threw out a punch with all his might, and the punch carried supreme power, creating a path in the void.
Mu Heyuan felt the powerful and domineering punch, his blood boiling. He stared at Wu Lieyang excitedly and laughed, "Such a domineering and resolute punch. It makes me feel dangerous for the first time! But I like it. Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds!"
Wu Lieyang sneered, "Just you?" Then he shouted, "You go in first, I'll stop this man!" and rushed towards Mu Heyuan. He knew that the dangerous man in front of him would not give way. Although Wu Lieyang was not afraid of him, he could not kill him for a while, and several people would be blocked outside the Heavenly Palace. So he could only hold him back and let others enter the Heavenly Palace first.
"Come on!" Mu Heyuan flew up, with the advantage line wrapped around his palm, and rushed forward with a clenched fist.
Fist to fist, this is Mu Heyuan's pride. Your fist makes me feel dangerous, then I will crush you with my fist!
Suddenly, incomparable power burst out between the two fists, and the power gathered between the two fists and condensed into a point, like a thin bubble. The violent and raging power was confined in this thin bubble, eager to find an outlet to vent.
boom!
Finally, the bubble couldn't withstand the huge force generated by the two punches and burst. The violent force finally found an outlet and poured out like a flood breaking through a dam.
The power was tangible and visible to the naked eye like a wave covering the sky, emerging from between the two fists and surging towards them.
The two punched each other without pause. They were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they punched each other four or five hundred times. The sound of the two fists hitting each other was like a rainstorm, and the waves came one after another without a gap. From a distance, the two figures were blurred, but there was a huge wave of power between them, which was continuously gushing out, like a waterfall.
The huge waves suddenly submerged the world below, turning the area into a huge lake. The mountains were submerged in the lake, leaving only the top of the mountain exposed.
Mu Heyuan panted slightly, but looking at Wu Lieyang, he was very stable, not breathing heavily, as if he had just done something insignificant. Nong Anyi, who was preparing to enter the Heavenly Palace in the distance, took a glance and saw this scene, and his heart skipped a beat. When had Mu Heyuan ever panted during a battle?
"Oh, if you only have a little ability, I really don't know where you get the confidence to stand in front of me!" Wu Lieyang sneered. Wu Lieyang is a descendant of the followers of the Son of the Sun. He stood out among the young people of this generation, not by chance, but for his reasons. Suddenly, the temperature of his body rose suddenly, as if it contained the scorching sun in the sky.
Mu Heyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He could clearly feel that as Wu Lieyang's body temperature rose, his strength also increased. The sense of danger came again, and it continued to rise. Mu Heyuan took a deep breath, and the opportunity behind him kept emerging.
"Oh? Interesting." Wu Lieyang praised as he looked at the advantage lines that kept appearing behind Mu Heyuan. He could see that the man in front of him had the power of advantage, but he had not used it when he faced him just now, which showed his pride. "Pride is based on strength. I admit that you have strength, but it is not enough. In my eyes, your advantage line is nothing more than spider silk in the grass and woods. In the sun, spider silk is spider silk, but if you try to get close to the sun, no matter how tough the spider silk is, it will only turn into ashes!"
"I'll show you what the sun is!" After saying that, he shouted suddenly, and the armor on his body suddenly exploded!
Wu Qinghuo turned around and saw this scene, and exclaimed, "Why does Boss Wu use that trick to deal with ants like these?"
Wu Lin smiled and said, "That's the temper of Boss Wu. If someone catches his eye, he will show his strongest side even if it means a life-and-death battle. Boss Wu said this is to show respect to the opponent, but this kid is indeed very strong and deserves respect."
Wu Qinghuo glanced at him seductively, "He has a strong temper. I can tell at a glance that he is a man with evil intentions. I saw him kill people without blinking an eye before, so you can imagine that he has a heart of stone."
Wu Lin shook his head. "Boss Wu doesn't care about the other person's character. As long as the person is strong enough, he deserves his respect."
Wu Qinghuo shrugged, his fiery red hair dancing in the wind, "I don't understand, I don't understand"
"Haha, we will never understand Boss Wu's world." Another person, Wu Hongshuang grinned.
Wu Qinghuo glanced at him and said, "Everyone says that you are most like Boss Wu. How could you not understand that?"
Wu Hongshuang patted his head and laughed, "Boss Wu is a man who can carry the Golden Crow. How can I compare to him?"
At this moment, Wu Lieyang's armor burst, and his muscles bulged, as if he had condensed an infinite number of mountains, with explosive power. On his broad, dark back was a sun pattern, which was very dazzling. The golden sun pattern was intricate and exquisite. Under the sunlight, the golden light flowed in the pattern, dazzling.
As the temperature rose, the sun pattern became more and more dazzling, and the golden light reflected a real sun pattern in the air.
What attracts the most attention is that in the center of the sun, there is a majestic three-legged bird. The bird looks real, as if it will spread its wings and fly out from the sun pattern at any time.