"Ha!" Then Chi Zhenyao moved his hand seal, and a wave of fire came towards him.

They really started fighting over a disagreement! "Come on!"

Yi Ming was also very clear about it. He just wanted to fight, no one was afraid of whoever he fought against!

However, his "Nanli Zhen Jue" has not been cultivated to the Ningyuan realm, and the Ziyang Fire cannot exert its strongest power, so Yi Ming still summoned the Jinyang Sword. The flying sword drew a sword light of dozens of feet, piercing the sky and the earth, and pierced Chi Zhenyao directly.

"Sword cultivator?" Chi Zhenyao was stunned.

When he saw that Yi Ming possessed the Purple Yang Fire, he thought that Yi Ming was also a cultivator who practiced fire-related techniques. He was preparing to fight with Yi Ming in a battle of various fire secrets. You know, he also has a secret technique that may allow him to take the opponent by surprise in the battle and intercept one of the opponent's strange fires.

At that time, whether to leave or stay will be decided by him.

Chi Zhenyao's fire waves suddenly condensed, from shallow to deep, and turned into various weapons. The fire crystal-like bodies were like real entities, and they all met Yi Ming's flying sword.

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“Crack! Crack!”

The power of "Golden Sun Sword Art" was greatly enhanced again!

"He took the initiative to come to my house and give me money and treasures. This Chi Zhenyao is really a good person." Yi Ming said with a smile, and then took out a token from his storage ring, "Ronghuo Sect, Sect Master Token, my God, this person is the Sect Master of a sect?"

“Hiss!”

A moment later, a golden sword light flashed in the sky. Before entering the territory of Dayuan Mountain, Chi Zhenyao had already fallen into the mountains, his head and body separated.

Stroking the small flower coiled around his wrist, Yi Ming shot out another beam of purple fire, burning Chi Zhenyao's body into ashes. Then he swept his spiritual consciousness and looked at his storage ring.

But the next moment Chi Zhenyao's pupils suddenly shrank, because Yi Ming's sword energy was sharp and powerful, and he was definitely a top cultivator in the middle stage of Condensation Yuan.

A Xuan-level top-grade defensive magic weapon, from the treasury of Jinghu Palace, a reward from Yi Ming for helping to kill Tianyi Zhenjun. It had never been used before, so it was a good time to make a profit now. "What?" Chi Zhenyao's eyes almost popped out, "A Xuan-level top-grade magic weapon?"

Yi Ming had no idea how many sword techniques he had revealed in the game world, from white to green to blue. He hadn't counted them since the number reached three hundred.

Chi Zhenyao snorted angrily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart. The light of escape condensed again, and the speed increased by 50%.

Yi Ming set up the "Small Flying Sword Escape" and easily caught up with Chi Zhenyao. His flying sword shuttled back and forth around him, and a few sword strikes wore out his protective escape light, almost forcing him to stop.

Then Chi Zhenyao said nothing, and made hand seals. The sea of ​​fire and lava almost shrank back into the red gourd in an instant. Then red light surged from his body, and he turned around and was about to leave.

Without using any trump card formation or sending out Xiaohua, Yi Ming just used his swordsmanship to slaughter a cultivator of the same level.

In Yi Ming's view, this gourd was like a small volcano. At this moment, the volcano erupted, and countless lava and fire gushed out. The only difference was that the volcano erupted upwards, while the gourd erupted downwards towards him.

Who knew that Yi Ming would not play by the rules and he actually unleashed his flying sword.

After taking a look at Yi Ming, Chi Zhenyao uncorked the stopper and pointed the gourd mouth towards Yi Ming.

Yi Ming raised his eyelids, and just when he was waiting for Chi Zhenyao to say the classic line "Will you dare to answer when I call you?", an infinite flame suddenly spewed out from the gourd's mouth.

Yi Ming took out a small pale yellow tower, which was spinning above his head, dropping yellow rays of light, completely protecting Yi Ming. Even though the flames and lava could drown and squeeze him, they could not hurt him at all.

Yi Ming smiled slightly and followed closely.

Chi Zhenyao underestimated Yi Ming's swordsmanship.

However, seeing and experiencing are two different things. Although he knew that the strange fire of heaven and earth was powerful, he didn't know how powerful it was, so this doomed his tragedy.

Before he knew it, Yi Ming had become a powerful man who could kill the leader of a sect with ease.

…

This kind of magic weapon is generally not of high quality, but it is sufficient in large quantities and wins by quantity. It is difficult for cultivators of the same level to resist it.

The flame was red in color and covered the sky and the earth. The invisible and intangible flame was mixed with countless gravel and liquid lava, forming a large net that covered Yi Ming's head.

Yi Ming narrowed his eyes, and the purple fire in his body moved slightly, swallowing up all the heat that the opponent had invaded into his body.

Seeing that his fire waves could not stop the flying sword, Chi Zhenyao paused, and flames instantly spread around his body, turning into a stream of flame and instantly avoiding it. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a scarlet gourd with various runes engraved on the surface appeared in his hand.

This is definitely a magical weapon that was made by going deep into the underground fire veins, searching for volcanic lava along the way, and slowly collecting the lava to offer sacrifices.

"We've already started, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"Hey, Molten Fire Sect, I haven't heard of it. Isn't it a sect in Jing Country?"

"Awesome!" Yi Ming saw through the details of this magic weapon at a glance.

As he continued to play, the level and proficiency of these sword techniques gradually improved. Whether he cared or not, or even wanted to or not, he would learn and integrate them into his own swordsmanship.

Chi Zhenyao's strength is not weak. Yi Ming feels that he is stronger than Dong Luzi of Huayuan Pavilion and Tu Gu Zhenren of Yinquan Sect. With Yi Ming's experience of living in Jingguo for two years, he should have heard of sects of this level of strength.

Chi Zhenyao had certainly seen the strange fire of heaven and earth, otherwise he would not have rushed over immediately after sensing the breath of Zi Yang Fire, and at the same time asked Yi Ming whether he had such a thing as "strange fire of heaven and earth".

Huangtian Tower.

Yi Ming's voice rang softly in Chi Zhenyao's ears, and then a sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Chi Zhenyao's fire crystal weapons were certainly no match for Yi Ming's Golden Sun Sword, but every time these fire crystals were shattered by Yi Ming, a powerful firepower was attached to them, and even penetrated Yi Ming's body through the connection between the flying sword and Yi Ming.

Then Yi Ming found a lot of spiritual plants and materials from Chi Zhenyao's storage ring. What surprised Yi Ming even more was that he had rarely seen most of these spiritual plants and materials, and he even didn't recognize some of them.

Taking out a bunch of long spiritual plants, Yi Ming looked left and right, and felt that this thing looked like some kind of aquatic plant on Earth.

"Is this... a cultivator from the sea?" Yi Ming's eyes flashed.

Jing State is located in the southeast of Tianwu Continent. To the northwest is the Dayuan Mountain area, to the west is the vast Central Region, and to the east is the Shangyong State of the Chongtian Sect. It is said that if you go further east, passing through three or four countries and tens of thousands of miles, you will reach the Wuliang Sea east of Tianwu Continent.

(End of this chapter)