Chapter 1231: Hei Yao Yan Huo

"You..." Qin Hao frowned, his face slightly ugly.

Xiao Yi ignored it, but handed the Leng Yan sword to Fang Muxue.

"Take it." Xiao Yi said lightly.

"For me?" Fang Muxue took it, first stunned, feeling the faint residual warmth on the hilt, and smiled slightly.

Afterwards, Fang Muxue frowned.

"Without the sword, how can Young Master Xiao Yi fight?"

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "This kind of battle, with or without a sword, doesn't make much difference to me."

Xiao Yi temporarily borrowed the Leng Yan sword from Fang Muxue, firstly so that Fang Muxue could cope with the battle.

After all, the middle grade holy artifact is rare and powerful.

As far as he knew, even the Qin family had only one, and it was in the hands of the old Qin family.

Such treasures, the old patriarch Qin will not hand over to outsiders, at most it may be in the hands of Qin Hao.

Fang Muxue had the Leng Yan sword in hand, and it was enough to deal with such a melee.

Second, this kind of battle is really not difficult for Xiao Yi.

In my impression, Xiao Yi hadn't participated in such a melee competition with the younger generation Tianjiao for a long time.

Chong…

Xiao Yi flicked the blade of the Leng Yan sword with his fingertips, and the blade made a crisp sound.

Then, Xiao Yi turned around and ignored the melee here.

Qin Hao looked at Xiao Yi and frowned, "As far as I know, you are a swordsman."

"A sword cultivator, you don't even have a sword, what do you use to fight me?"

Xiao Yi's face was indifferent, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and an icy sharp sword condensed out.

"A sword condensed with Yuan force?" Qin Hao narrowed his eyes, "You want to fight me with this kind of thing?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "It's enough to defeat you."

"You... mad.

"A touch of anger finally appeared on Qin Hao's face.

Whoosh... Qin Hao's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and he shot in an instant.

bang...

Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword, and Qin Hao slammed it with a palm.

The clash of palm and sword made an explosive sound.

Qin Hao's fleshy palm was not damaged at all; on the contrary, Xiao Yi's sword had a crack.

"Huh? Half-step Holy Emperor?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

In Xiao Yi's perception, Qin Hao's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Holy King's realm.

And the power of this palm just now definitely surpassed the full power of the first layer of the ninth level of the holy king, reaching the half-step holy emperor.

The sword in his hand was only condensed out of Yuan Li, it was not very strong, and cracks appeared in an instant.

"Your sword can't hold my second palm." Qin Hao smiled scornfully.

"You can try." Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, the energy in his body was instantly mobilized, and the sword in his hand was instantly solidified.

bang...

Qin Hao slammed out another palm, and Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword.

This time, the sword in Xiao Yi's hand could not be damaged.

However, Qin Hao frowned tightly, and even his face was extremely ugly.

"Greatly mobilize the energy in your body and forcibly raise the level of the sword in your hand."

"Are you going to fight Yuan Li with me? Fighting for such a boring method?"

"Xiao Yi, if your true abilities are only here, then I have no interest in fighting with you, and you are not worthy."

Qin Hao snorted coldly and slapped it with another palm.

However, this time, a black flame surged in his palm, which was extremely terrifying.

The palm came out, the black flame was attached to the sword, and the sword in Xiao Yi's hand collapsed instantly.

Afterwards, the momentum and explosion of Hei Yan suddenly knocked Xiao Yi back ten steps.

The fight between the two was extremely fast.

It seems that just a face-to-face, Xiao Yi was shaken back and fell into a disadvantage.

In the distance, Fang Muxue exclaimed, "Young Master Xiao Yi."

"Don't worry about me, focus on your own battle." Xiao Yi said without turning his head, and looked directly at Qin Hao.

"Hei Yaoyanhuo, so it is, the black Yaoyan ring is in your hand."

To be honest, on Qin Hao's fingers, a ring exuding black light was extremely dazzling.

That is the Hei Yaoyan Ring, which is also a treasure of the Qin family, the only middle-grade holy artifact.

The black yao flame ring contains the black yao flame, and the wearer of the warrior can have the power to control the black yao flame.

Hei Yao Yan Huo, the top flame, is known as the strangest fire under the powerful flames in the world.

In terms of rank, it is on the same level as the Jin Yan Sacred Fire.

However, the Jin Yan Sacred Fire is the rarest flame under the powerful flames in the world, and it has healing effects.

And Jin Yan itself tends to burst into flames.

Black Yao Yanhuo, on the other hand, is inclined to the terrifying burning power and the intractability like maggots.

This is a bit like Amethyst Lingyan, but not as strong as Amethyst Lingyan.

The most bizarre fire under the mighty flames in the world is well deserved.

"It does have some eyesight." Qin Hao looked at Xiao Yi disdainfully.

"If the middle-grade holy artifact in your hand is still there, you may have the power to fight me."

"Now, what are you fighting me for? Get out of here."

When the voice fell, Qin Hao shot again.

Under the agile figure, there is a wind-like speed and a thunder-like ferocity.

In a blink of an eye, he came to Xiao Yi and slammed his palm out.

In the palm of his hand, Hei Yao's flames kept surging.

"So fast." Xiao Yi's pupils shrank.

Bang...a loud bang.

Xiao Yi was directly blasted dozens of meters away, and there was a very obvious flame scar on his chest.

Qin Hao is the eldest son of the Qin family, and has been trained by the family since childhood.

The cultivation techniques, martial arts, secret techniques, etc., are all above the holy rank, and the combat power is amazing.

"It's so strong." Many warriors looked shocked.

Among them, most of them are the powerful warriors who support the Fang and Gu families.

On the side of the Eighth Hall's viewing seat, several deputy hall masters also frowned.

"Deputy Hall Master Xiao Yi is too big this time."

"The reason why the middle grade holy artifact is rare and the treasure is that everyone covets it."

"It's because it increases the strength of the martial artist too much."

"Qin Hao has the Black Yaoyan Ring in his hand, and Xiao Yi's deputy hall master has nothing. The difference between the two is instantly reflected."

On the competition stage, Qin Hao was full of disdain. "With such strength, you dare to be arrogant and dare to provoke my Qin family?"

The voice fell, and Qin Hao's figure disappeared again.

"Black Yaozhang." Qin Hao's speed was astonishingly fast, and he instantly appeared in front of Xiao Yi.

In the palm, black flames surged again, and the power was several times stronger than before.

Hei Yaozhang, holy rank martial arts, one of the famous martial arts of the Qin family.

With Qin Hao's cultivation, strength, and the increase of the Black Yaoyan Ring, all of them burst out in the holy rank martial arts.

This palm is definitely far superior to the full-strength sword created by Nangong Yan before.

This palm, even if the elders of the Qin family were to contend against it, would have to retreat.

"This palm will take your life." Qin Hao snorted coldly.

A violent palm slammed into Xiao Yi's chest.

Xiao Yi's face was still indifferent, looking at Qin Hao's slap, he slashed out with all his strength.

The sword came out, and the starlight surged and rolled over.

However, the starlight had just emerged, and it was instantly dissipated under the palm of the wind.

Qin Hao's palm, like a broken bamboo, slammed heavily on Xiao Yi.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted a hundred meters away.

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