Chapter 2145 More Than Fire

The shadow of the giant hammer with a demonic aura, carrying the bloody hand, pressed down towards Chen Yang.

The special effect of the magic bead not only stabilized the demonic aura of Xue Tu.

Moreover, it also increased his combat power.

The shadow of the giant hammer changed its form, like a huge skull, which was terrifying.

"Purple Extreme Sword."

Chen Yang's face condensed, and he pointed the ink blade sword into the air. The tip of the sword trembled, and in an instant, seventy-one sword beams, like blue meteors, were released.

The blazing purple flames condensed from around Chen Yang's body to the top of his head.

In addition to the flames lingering on the sword beams, the rest of the flames merged together, like a wall of fire, rising into the air and completely covering the top.

Boom.

The sword beams bombarded the shadow of the giant hammer and bloody hand, and the flames completely enveloped the dark demonic aura.

The momentum was huge and the energy was terrifying.

But at this moment, there was a brief stalemate, and neither the flames nor the demonic energy could do anything to the other.

"Hehehehe..."

The corpse monster laughed strangely, and a strong demonic energy burst out from his body, adding to the giant hammer shadow that was deadlocked in the air.

The source of the demonic energy was the Demon-Fixing Pearl.

The power of the giant hammer increased sharply, and it pressed down suddenly, crushing several sword beams and squeezing the flames to the surroundings.

The current situation is that Xue Tu has the upper hand.

Seeing that the Demon-Fixing Pearl has such power, Zhou Xinrong's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she glanced at Chen Yang, thinking: "If Xue Tu didn't have the Demon-Fixing Pearl, he would really be defeated by this person. The late stage of the fake mansion has the strength to fight the early stage of the real mansion. This boy's talent is terrifying. It's a pity that he will die here today. Otherwise, in time, he will definitely become a strong man who is famous in the Western Continent."

Just when Zhou Xinrong thought the battle was settled, unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

The flames that were scattered by the hammer suddenly gathered towards the center under the hammer.

The flames turned into a fire dragon in an instant.

The fire dragon was more than 40 meters long, and its horns, eyes, scales, claws, and every part of it were as vivid as if they were alive.

Those who have strong control over artistic conception can indeed transform artistic conceptions such as water, fire, fog, ice, etc. into various states.

But the moment the fire dragon appeared, everyone realized that this was different from a simple form transformation.

Because this fire dragon has a supreme momentum that looks down on everything.

It seems that what is in front of them is a real dragon, a real dragon wearing flame armor.

"Yin!"

The fire dragon let out a roar, and waves of sound seemed to come from the huge dragon mouth. The power of the true spirit made the giant hammer magic and the blood hand in the sky tremble violently, and the form was difficult to stabilize.

Puff, puff...

The giant hammer and bloody hand had holes, and some sword beams penetrated through, creating holes in the giant hammer and bloody hand.

"This... is this a dragon?!"

The bloody slaughterer, who was full of confidence just now, was shocked at this moment. He felt that the effect of the magic beads seemed to disappear, and his body showed signs of being suppressed again, with blood stagnating and true essence blocked.

The real dragon also suppressed evil and evil ways.

Coupled with the flame state of mind, Xue Tu fell into a disadvantage again.

The magic beads can resist a restrained state of mind, but the fusion of two states of mind is irresistible.

"Go!"

Chen Yang's consciousness moved, and the fire dragon rose up, accompanied by dense sword beams, bombarding the giant hammer and bloody hand.

Boom...

With a loud bang, the bloody hand turned into a faint black shadow and disappeared.

The giant hammer was dispersed into a turbulent flow of true essence by the fire dragon, and then was blasted by dense sword beams, and had no power to resist.

Xue Tu was shocked. He had never expected that Chen Yang had a trick up his sleeve.

Before he could come to his senses, Chen Yang had already swung the Ink Blade Sword. In an instant, seventy-one sword beams locked Xue Tu's body and his evasion route.

If it was just an ordinary magical power, Xue Tu would not be afraid.

Because it could only destroy his body, not cause actual damage, and would not even cause any pain.

And he could recover after a while.

But the fire dragon that was like a true spirit rushed over, and it frightened Xue Tu to tremble.

Because the extremely strong and yang thing could not only suppress him, break his defense, but also cause real damage to him.

If it hit his weak point, it would kill him.

Even if he had the physique of a corpse monster, he could do nothing.

So at this moment, the sword beam came with the fire dragon, and Xue Tu panicked and dodged quickly.

However, Chen Yang's attack had already calculated his evasion route.

More than a dozen sword beams pierced through Xue Tu's body. Although no blood came out, under the blessing of the Fire Dragon Realm, wisps of blue-black gas came out of the holes in Xue Tu's body, emitting a strong stench.

Moreover, his wounds made a hissing sound and began to rot.

"Ah!"

Xue Tu screamed in pain and stared at Chen Yang with a sinister look in his eyes.

However, he did not continue to fight, but turned around and ran.

He knew that even if he had the Devil-Fixing Orb at this moment, he was no match for Chen Yang.

That Fire Dragon Realm had completely suppressed him.

But at the moment he turned around, Chen Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He had originally planned to use a trick to attack Xue Tu's vitals.

But Xue Tu's turn directly exposed his fatal vitals.

On the back of his neck, there was a square burn, which seemed to have some kind of pattern, with lines distributed on it.

In fact, this was a rune, a rune for refining the underworld monster.

And this rune was the fatal point of the underworld monster.

Chen Yang moved the ink blade sword forward a little, the tip of the sword trembled, and dozens of sword beams flew towards the back of Xue Tu's neck.

The fire dragon in the sky made a groaning sound, which spread in Yunzhong City, making people tremble.

Xue Tu sensed the danger behind him and dodged in panic.

At the same time, he shouted to Zhou Xinrong: "Protector, save me!"

When he shouted, it was too late.

Although he avoided more than a dozen sword beams, he had already exerted his strength to the limit, but was still hit by one of the sword beams.

His fatal point, with extremely weak defense, was easily penetrated by the sword beam.

The destruction of the rune was equivalent to the underworld monster losing its energy source. Xue Tu lost his spirit in his eyes and died immediately.

Taking advantage of the momentum of flying forward, Xue Tu drew a parabola, and with a bang, fell into the Kunhua Palace, whose roof was overturned by the battle.

"Win, Chen Yang actually won!"

Zhang Yuxi, Zhao Ke, Lin Ping'er, and Wang Ting were all shocked.

Chen Yang had the lowest realm, but he was the first one to win among them.

At first, everyone thought he was a burden, but now thinking about it, everyone's previous views were really ridiculous.

On the other side, Zhou Xinrong glanced at Xue Tu in the ruins of Kunhua Palace. A complex look flashed in her eyes. She turned her eyes and looked at Chen Yang, and attacked.