Volume 1: The Beauty of Misfortune Chapter 221: Annihilation

The difference between the blue and red profound flames is not just in power, but also in level. The profound defense of the spiritual profound realm can largely resist the high-power red flame, but in front of the low-power blue flame, it is often burned as easily as thin paper.

As the blue flame storm spread rapidly, Yun Che also retreated one after another, and was gradually forced to the edge of the inner profound barrier. Fen Juebi laughed loudly, and his body suddenly became erratic. A large part of his figure suddenly appeared in the rising blue profound flames. It was as if he had derived a large number of clones in this blue sea of ​​fire.

Of course, these "clones" were just his illusions with blue profound flames, but because they were extremely similar to his original body, it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, which was enough to easily confuse the opponent's sight, making the opponent dazzled and unable to start. The number of "clones" increased from a few to a dozen, and then to dozens. They all moved chaotically in the blue sea of ​​fire, sweeping up countless strings of blue light and shadow. Under the cover and interference of these clones, the real body slashed at Yun Che from different directions, making Yun Che in danger as he retreated step by step.

"Is this the core body movement profound skill of the Burning Heaven Sect, 'Burning Shadow Illusion'? It's so terrifying! Especially in the state of the limited battle area, it's simply despairing."

"It's worthy of the Burning Heaven Sect. This amazing and wonderful profound skill is something that we sects can never achieve."

Looking at the current situation, Yun Che has basically been forced into a desperate situation. It is estimated that he can't hold on for a few breaths. It is a foregone conclusion that Fen Juebi will easily win. Fen Juecheng smiled faintly: "Tsk, my second brother's Burning Shadow Illusion has actually reached this level, which surprised me as his elder brother."

"The reason why Juebi's profound strength has not improved in three months is that he is practicing the profound flame and the burning shadow illusion. Otherwise, he must have reached the ninth level of the spiritual profound realm. Before setting off, when the sect master told me about this, I didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect that he had already reached such a level. I'm afraid that even Jin'er may not be his opponent. I was also wrong. It seems that I was worried in vain before."

Fen Moli nodded with satisfaction, and the expression on his face became particularly relaxed. Fen Juebi, who released the blue profound flame and used the burning shadow illusion to such a level, could not lose this battle at all.

Bang!

With a slight sound, Yun Che's back touched the transparent profound force barrier. At this point, he could no longer retreat, and the blue profound flame was less than ten feet away from him. The terrifying high temperature gradually melted the hard platform stone under his feet.

"Oh my, this stage is too small. This cat-and-mouse game has just started for such a short while, and it's about to end. It's really boring. What's even more boring is that you didn't even scream. You're really uncooperative."

In the blue sea of ​​fire, dozens of flame shadows flashed alternately, and a playful voice came from the mouth of an unknown shadow: "Since you don't want to scream, then I'll help you. Give me a desperate roar, hahahaha..."

"Burning Sky Slash!!"

The already exploding blue flames instantly ran wild. With the swing of the Ghost Flame Blade in Fen Juebi's hand, a huge wave of fire several feet high was set off, rushing towards Yun Che who was forced into the corner of the edge.

Fen Juebi was laughing wildly. He seemed to have seen that in the next second, Yun Che's whole body was engulfed by the blue Burning Sky Flame, especially his little white face, which would be "focused on" by the blue flames and burned black, unrecognizable.

Everything was within his expectations and control. Everything was so perfect. If there was a flaw, it was that until now, he had not seen a trace of fear on Yun Che's face. Until he was forced into a dead end, his expression was unusually calm, which slightly reduced his "sense of accomplishment".

When the blue flame was about to devour Yun Che, his expression was finally no longer calm, but what he showed was not the fear and despair that Fen Juebi wanted to see, but... a trace of mocking sneer.

"This is indeed a game of cat and mouse, but you seem to have made a mistake about who is the mouse!"

The contemptuous voice penetrated the scorching air waves and injected into Fen Juebi's ears. At this time, Yun Che suddenly stepped forward, swung the heavy sword, and swung it fiercely.

Hiss! !

As the heavy sword was swung, the space was slightly distorted, the air was violently violent, and a sound like cloth tearing sounded. The terrifying black flame that pounced on Yun Che was actually cut directly by the heavy sword, and then quickly disappeared like a broken phantom.

Yun Che, who had been retreating step by step, sneered and began to move forward step by step, swinging his heavy sword continuously. With the roar of profound energy, the blue profound flames that seemed extremely terrifying were blasted out piece by piece like fragile bubbles, without even the ability to struggle or resist. Wherever Yun Che stepped, the blue flames there would be blasted and dissipated.

"What... what... what!!"

Everyone was stunned, and the six people from the Burning Heaven Sect all stood up from their seats, their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

"This... this is impossible!"

Fen Juebi's wild laughter and the contempt and arrogance on his face disappeared at the same time, replaced by a face full of shock and slight fear. The blue profound flames that he was proud of, kept as a trump card, and shocked the whole audience were annihilated by Yun Che's gestures with great ease. He annihilated not only Fen Juebi's power, but also his pride and dignity and his originally inflated confidence.

"It must be that my Blue Flame was just beginning to take shape and has not yet fully matured, so it was destroyed by him. It must be... it must be like this!"

Fen Juebi tried desperately to comfort himself. A grim smile appeared on his face again, but this time the grim smile was somewhat stiff and ugly: "Yun Che, do you think you can defeat me by destroying my Burning Heaven Flame? Hahahaha, these Burning Heaven Flames are just the lowest-level Xuan Flames under my command..."

"If you have the guts... try to break my Burning Heaven Dragon Flame!!"

Fen Juebi bit his tongue, then sprayed a few drops of blood and poured them on the Ghost Flame Blade in his hand. The blue flame on the Ghost Flame Blade suddenly became stronger. Fen Juebi raised the Ghost Flame Blade with both hands and roared. In an instant, a blue flame column ten feet high suddenly erupted from his body. Even the blue flames burning around were forcibly sucked back and gathered on his body. Then, the blue flames on his body not only stopped rising, but quickly fell and shrank, but the Xuanli aura became more and more terrifying.

"He actually didn't hesitate to sacrifice his own blood to activate the Dragon Flame! It seems that he is still using all his strength to activate it." Fen Juecheng frowned tightly, his face was gloomy.

"This is also his inevitable choice. I really didn't expect that Yun Che had been deliberately showing weakness before. Juebi's Xuanyan had reached the blue realm, but it couldn't pose any threat to him at all. What kind of freak is this... However, once the dragon flame comes out, he will basically die. Even if he doesn't die, he will definitely be seriously injured. If things go wrong, Juebi will be expelled from this ranking battle." Fen Moli said with a heavy face.

"Humph! It's better to be expelled from the ranking battle than to lose!" Fen Juecheng gritted his teeth. He now wanted Yun Che to die immediately. Before, he only had the intention to kill Yun Che, but he didn't regard him as an enemy at all, because in his eyes, Yun Che was not qualified at all. But as Yun Che showed stronger strength again and again, at this moment, he couldn't help but be terrified. He was only seventeen years old and it was already like this. After he fully grew up, I don't know how amazing he would reach.

Fen Moli opened his mouth, but didn't deny it. That's right, in this situation, killing Yun Che and being expelled from the ranking battle, or even being punished by Tianwei Sword Domain, is far better than losing. Because only Fen Juebi was punished, the Fen Tian Sect could only make some compensation at most, but if they lost, it would be a shame for the entire Fen Tian Sect!

"It's bad!" Chu Yuefeng stood up with a "whoosh". He knew very well what Fen Juebi was going to do, and he knew how terrifying the "Dragon Flame" of the Fen Tian Sect was. He whispered to Ling Wugui in a low voice: "Get ready to save Yun Che immediately! Don't let him die under the Dragon Flame."

Ling Wugui on the sword arena had a heavy face and nodded imperceptibly. He circulated his profound power, and his green clothes swelled up, ready to go.

"Yun Che... go to hell!!"

Fen Juebi knew better than anyone what the consequences of this attack might be, so his roar was particularly ferocious. As his arms suddenly swung out, the blue flames all over his body turned into a purple fire dragon that was one foot thick and several feet long, flying out from the Ghost Flame Sword, rushing towards Yun Che with terrifying high temperature and momentum.

"The Flame Dragon... is the forbidden skill of the Burning Heaven Sect - the Burning Heaven Dragon!"

"I heard that this move must be activated with blood essence. Every time it is activated, the profound strength will drop by at least half a level! But its power is enough to kill immortals and gods!"

"Is Fen Juebi crazy? He actually damaged his own blood essence to use this move. With the power of this move, Yun Che is likely to die directly on the field."

"It's not surprising that Fen Juebi would do this, because the Burning Heaven Sect can't afford to lose this game... Alas, it would be a pity for Yun Che to die like this, such a genius. We can only hope that Elder Ling will take action to save Yun Che in time."

The surrounding discussions made Cang Yue's face turn pale all of a sudden. She covered her lips with both hands, her beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't make a sound in extreme fear and worry.

The soaring Burning Heaven Flame Dragon came towards him, which made Yun Che's alarm bells ring... He was not afraid of fire at all, but the violent impact of this flame dragon was definitely not to be underestimated. He frowned, took a step back quickly, and swung his heavy sword with all his strength.

Boom! !

The power storm collided with the Flame Dragon in the air, and the Flame Dragon suddenly stopped for a moment, and then rushed towards him again, with an extremely huge aura of coercion surrounding his whole body.

It turned out to be so difficult... Yun Che's heart moved, and the heavy sword he swung up quickly, and the profound power of his whole body surged towards Yun Che's arms like a flood that broke through the dam.

"Meteoric Moon and Sinking Stars!!"

Boom! ! ! !

With a loud noise, the sky was filled with flames, and the platform stones within a range of more than ten feet around were instantly shattered into pieces, and even the profound power barrier began to tremble slightly. Under this powerful and violent blow, the Flame Dragon was knocked far away, and the blue flames on its body also quickly dissipated. In the blink of an eye, the Flame Dragon, which was originally one foot thick, became only half a foot thick... But in the next moment, the Flame Dragon, whose power had greatly dissipated, flew towards Yun Che again, as fast as lightning. Before Yun Che could retract the heavy sword, the Flame Dragon had already hit his chest.

A sword blasted away most of the power of the terrifying Flame Dragon. This scene had a shocking impact on the people on the field, especially the people of the Burning Heaven Sect, like thunder in the clear sky. However, despite this, the remaining power of the Flame Dragon was close to Yun Che's chest, and Yun Che could no longer resist.

Holding all his breath, Ling Wu Gou tensed his whole body and was about to rush into the mysterious force barrier, but he found that Yun Che's hands suddenly left the Overlord Giant Sword, suddenly closed, and grabbed the "neck" of the Flame Dragon.

Ling Wu Gou was immediately shocked and shouted: "Let go! ! Don't you want your hands anymore! ! "

The blue flame dragon carries such terrifying high temperature and flame power that it is simply unimaginable. It is impossible to break it by force, and directly touching it with the body is just like seeking death.

Yun Che turned a deaf ear to it and grabbed the flame dragon's neck with both hands. The profound power under the "evil soul", the flame manipulation power of the evil god seed, the phoenix flame power, the dragon god power, and the powerful body power granted by the Great Buddha Art all surged in an instant...

There was no flame explosion, no flame dragon explosion, and no scene of Yun Che's hands being instantly burned by the flame dragon... The scene suddenly stopped at this moment, and the soaring flame dragon was just frozen in Yun Che's hand.

At this moment, the Flame Dragon suddenly twisted in pain like a poisonous snake being pinched by the seven inches, but no matter how it struggled and tumbled, it could not escape Yun Che's hands that were clasped with all its strength. During the struggle, the Flame Dragon's power quickly dissipated, becoming smaller and smaller, shrinking from a Flame Dragon to a small Flame Snake, and finally shrinking to a tiny earthworm... and then completely dissipated in Yun Che's hands, without a trace of it remaining.

Yun Che's forehead was covered with sweat, but his face was extremely calm. He slowly let go of his hands, and there was no trace of burning on his palms or wrists.

Everyone on the sword arena stood up at some point, and everyone's eyes were dull and silent for a long time, as if the sound of this world had been completely withdrawn.

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