hat Chinese martial arts are all about."At this moment, Geng Ziyu has been carried off the stage. Although the other members of the martial arts hall were excited, they also knew that they were not ev...This guy was spitting mad, when suddenly a cold light flashed before his eyes.

A sharp pain then shot through his hand, and the two fingers he'd extended were severed at the joint.

"This..."

The little fairy king was both shocked and terrified, his face already twisted into an unrecognizable shape.

Though he had lived for nearly ten thousand years, he had never seen such sharp sword energy before.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Leng Qingqiu who had made the move.

"What do you think you are, pointing at my husband!"

"I..."

The little celestial king was filled with bitterness. He originally thought that the other party relied only on Xiao Qing, but he didn't expect there to be another strong person here.

I should have known better than to open my mouth. I shouldn't have said anything, let alone stuck out my fingers.

Though he had already lost two fingers, he dared not utter a sound for fear that he would be killed by another sword.

After all, the previous sword strike was too fierce, beyond his ability to withstand.

Huo Yun Xian Wang was also incredibly shocked. The appearance of a strong expert like Xiao Qing was already rare, but he didn't expect the other party to have another one.

But if he were to give up the Heavenly Flame Fire Crystal just like this, it would feel somewhat unsatisfactory. In the end, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Everyone, attack together! We have more than a dozen of us, we can't possibly…"

To obtain the treasure, he has disregarded his pride and wants to gather everyone to win by numbers.

He was just speaking when, suddenly, his pupils constricted. A sharp sword glow slashed through the void and came before him.

This sword strike was simply too fast, there was no time to dodge.

Unable to bear it any longer, Huoyun Xianwang struck out with a palm strike. The wind from his palm was fierce, and the flames spread wildly.

He has unleashed his full power this time, but it's still not enough to withstand the fierce sword energy before him.

A sword beam pierced through the flames, directly creating a blood hole in his palm.

Fortunately, the sword's power had been greatly weakened, and he dodged the blow by tilting his head.

Although he had escaped unharmed, Huoyun Xian Wang's face remained ashen.

With his sharp eyesight, he could tell that Leng Qingqiu's cultivation was only at the early stage of Immortal King.

But the swordsmanship was too fierce, this sword qi being far more refined than that of an ordinary Immortal King, already possessing the ability to slay those of a higher rank.

If he dares to attack, he will probably only end up as a soul beneath the sword.

A little Green was already a headache for him, and coupled with such a powerful sword immortal, he immediately abandoned the greed in his heart.

After all, while the Heavenly Flame Fire Crystal is good, it's still not as important as one's own life.

Thinking no more on this, he fled without hesitation, his figure a flash as he raced out of the Crimson Flame Valley. He feared that even a moment's delay would mean death at the hands of Leng Qingqiu's blade.

Of these dozen or so Immortal Kings, he was the strongest. Now that even the leader has run away, how can the others not see what's going on

Next came the running race, each person faster than the last, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Ye Bufan wanted the Heavenflame Fire Crystal, and he didn't make things difficult for these people excessively. Letting them run saved him a lot of trouble.

Looking up towards the Chiyan Valley, in just a moment, the flames contracted again at an accelerated rate. In the blink of an eye, they were reduced to a range of only a hundred zhang.

"Haha, well done, little one! You've solved so many problems for old me!"

Just then, a voice rang out in mid-air, followed by more than a dozen figures appearing before him.

The first one was a red-robed elder, his eyebrows, hair, and beard all red, radiating intense heat all over his body.

Behind him followed a dozen or so people, each with powerful auras, the weakest of whom was above Daluo Immortal.

Ye Bufan had never met this old man before, but he could guess his identity.

"Are you Yan Chi Xing"

The old man in red chuckled, "That's right, it's me!"

Yan Chixing fell from mid-air, a triumphant expression on his face.

He had been waiting here for a long time, but Song Que, whom he was meeting, hadn't returned yet.

Although he brought many masters from the Shenhuo Sect this time, facing dozens of Immortal Kings and hundreds of Great Luo Immortals at once was still a bit beyond his capacity. Even if he could ultimately win, it would be a disastrous victory, which was obviously not the result he wanted.

Later, he came up with a plan to hide directly with the sect members, playing a game of being the yellow sparrow behind while waiting for the mantis to catch the cicada.

According to his plan, he would wait until most of the people below had fought each other to exhaustion, and then make his move when the Heavenly Flame Fire Crystal officially appeared.

Though the result was somewhat unexpected, with figures like the Firecloud Immortal King being driven away, it was the young man before them who emerged victorious. This, however, did not hinder his plans in the slightest.

I believe that with my own abilities, I can handle these people in front of me.

"You're quite strong, little one. Seeing that you helped this old man solve so many troubles, you may go now. I won't make things difficult for you."

"Help you solve it Let me go"

Ye Bufan immediately understood the old man's plan, and smiled coldly, "You want to play mantis catching cicada, while the oriole watches from behind"

Yan Chixing laughed heartily: "Well Don't you think this plan is pretty good"

Ye Bufan shook his head. "The method is not bad, it's just that you got one thing wrong."

Yan Chixing was taken aback. “What do you mean”

Ye Bufan said faintly, “What I mean is that your strength is too weak, you are not even qualified to be a sparrow!”

Yan Chixing said: "Young man, I admit you have some skill, but don't get it wrong, you are far inferior to my Shenhuo Sect!"

"Just you"

A hint of disdain flashed across Ye Bufan's face, "Let me tell you something, Song Que has just been killed by me!"

"What This can't be!"

Yan Chi walked with a disbelief etched on his face. Although Song Que hadn't returned yet, he refused to believe that anyone here could slay a late-stage Immortal King.

"Ye Bufan said, "Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. I've already told you, the Tianyan Fire Crystal is mine, and no one can take it away."

"Brash words, then let you see my true abilities."

As the flames in Chiyan Valley dwindled, leaving only a circular blaze about ten feet in diameter, it wouldn't be long before the Heavenly Flame Fire Crystal appeared.

Although Yan Chixing was unwilling to be enemies with Ye Bufan, he could only grit his teeth and make a move now.

"Old geezer, you look like a cooked crab. I've never liked you."

Seeing the other party about to challenge Ye Bufan, Xiaoqing directly rushed up with her wolftooth club.

Yan Chi Xing cultivated fire-attribute martial arts, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were all red. He had always been proud of this, after all, it was a symbol of his cultivation level.

He never expected that this little girl would turn him into a cooked crab! This enraged him.

"Sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, let me show you the prowess of this old man!"

He raised his hand and a fiery whip appeared in his palm, then transformed into a fire dragon that lunged towards Xiaoqing.

A nightstick against a flaming whip, the two battled together.

In terms of strength, Yan Chi is slightly stronger than Song Que. He is about evenly matched with Xiao Qing. The two fought for hundreds of moves, but it was still a close call.

And at this time, the Heavenly Flame Crystal will have absorbed almost all the surrounding flames, leaving only a last tiny spark.h his white beard and hair, he looked like an elderly man of seventy or eighty.Her skin was smooth and soft like a baby's, with muscles bulging beneath, looking like that of a man in his early twentie...