Chapter 1551 Conway's Death

Conway dies

Seiichi knew that if he wanted to win, he had to get Conway injured.

And the degree of injury cannot be low.

He is only a third-level holy dragon now, and his strength is similar to that in the early stage of Tongyou Realm.

If they don't think of a way, they will fight until dark and there will be no results.

At this time, Conway was also confused. He forgot that he could not engage in close combat with the physical cultivator.

Even though Shengyi is not physical cultivation, it is better than physical cultivation.

"Stop! How dare you, boy!"

Although Conway was not far away, he could strongly feel the temperature of the flame in Shengyi's palm.

His expression changed again and again!

He must not be allowed to bake!

There was no time to think about what kind of flame it was, all he could see was his natal sword pill.

Shengyi used his natal dragon flame.

The sword pill instantly turned into molten iron under the scorching heat, and then was

Evaporates into water vapor.

"puff!"

Kangwei, who had just arrived in front of Shengyi, felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been hit hard.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. He was seriously injured, and his cultivation level was immediately reduced by half.

"Conway, back off!"

Master Kang Dashan shouted hurriedly.

Conway also realized that he was in absolute danger and did not hesitate.

Back up immediately.

But it was too late.

Shengyi's purpose is to come over to Conway.

Now that the entire intention has been achieved, how could he be allowed to leave.

"Hey! It's too late for you to do anything now, you're done!"

Shengyi smiled as if his plan had succeeded.

As he spoke, he grabbed hold of his fingers and stretched them towards Conway's head.

call!

Before the palm of my hand arrived, the temperature of the dragon's flame arrived first.

Zhila!

Conway's hair was instantly burned to pieces.

The whole head was roasted and sizzling.

"No! My life is at stake!"

Kang Cheng felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

He hurriedly rotated his spiritual energy to resist.

If he hadn't been injured just now, he might have been able to hold on for a while.

But he has lost half of his cultivation, how can he still resist for a moment?

But he did not give up the last struggle.

He reached out and patted his pocket.

There was a crash!

A green cloak made of unknown material instantly covered his body.

But it only blocked a breath of time.

The green cloak exploded with a bang.

Kang Cheng kept backing up, not looking at the cloak.

Instead, he kept patting his pockets while walking backwards.

Each piece of defensive magic weapon was summoned.

Dozens of magic weapons were used as amulets.

Although it only lasts for one breath, a dozen items are worth a dozen breaths.

If you can return to your own camp, with the help of your ancestor, you will definitely escape the danger of your life.

The idea is that she is beautiful, but she is not good-looking, so it will definitely not be possible.

"Ah... Ancestor..."

As soon as Conway screamed three words, he was mercilessly burned to death by Long Yan.

Conway didn't even have the strength to struggle in the dragon flames.

The battlefield immediately became silent.

The elders and leaders of the three major sword sects looked at the flames in Sheng Yi's palm in shock.

"What kind of fire is that?"

"It's the strange fire! But looking at the strange follower, it doesn't seem to be among the top thirty on the strange fire list."

"Top thirty? I'm afraid it's impossible for the tenth-ranked demon fire to roast Conway's sword balls so quickly, right?"

"..."

Just when everyone was talking about it, Sheng Yi clapped his hands and said coolly

Left the battlefield.

And the tendons on Kang Dashan's temples kept trembling.

A bad start!

We lost a promising disciple in the first battle. What a pity! What a pity!

He could feel that Kang Jiajun's momentum suddenly weakened a bit.