: The scorching sun burns the sky

"Seven more tricks!"

The four words with a plain tone were like a loud slap on Dongfang Xiong, making Dongfang Xiong dizzy and bloody...

Only then did Dongfang Xiong realize that the opponent he was facing was not an ordinary disciple, but a master with the knowledge that was comparable to Miss Murong and had an extremely powerful skill.

Not only did the other party reach the level of a master, but he also seemed to have a very good understanding of the Rising Sun Sword Technique. With one move, he broke him three times in a row, leaving several blood marks on his face.

Although he was very unwilling to do so, Dongfang Xiong had to admit that he underestimated the people in Murong Mansion!

The face was so hot!

Isn’t my heart bleeding?

In front of the heroes of the world, he was slapped in the face by a child of the Murong family in the realm of life and death, and his face was ruined.

"Come again!" Dongfang Xiong gritted his teeth and became serious, and with an aura, he raised his aura and the magnificent sword aura broke out of the air.

Kaixin didn't even use the little dragon shape this time, and it decisively flashed to the side. A shocking sword-shaped groove mark appeared, and he didn't even look at it: "There are six moves."

Happy knowing that Dongfang Xiong was afraid of being caught by the claw just now and did not dare to get close to him, but such an attack would have no effect on him, and it was just consuming Dongfang Xiong's remaining tricks.

As the sword power changed, a layer of perseverance and cruelty suddenly flowed across Dongfang Xiong's face. He soared into the air and floated towards happiness. At the same time, he paused in his mouth and chanted:

"The rising sun shines on the nine heavens!"

Just as the moment when Happy showed a solemn look, several narrow and long rays of light suddenly burst out from the hands of Dongfang Xiong who was descending from above, and lightning shot down to Happy.

Happy twisting his body and flashing, while dodging the magical body technique, he activated the little dragon shape.

The golden bell cover floats out!

Two sword auras rubbed through happily outside the body, and the golden bell cover trembled violently, and then quickly converged into the body:

"Five moves left."

The calmer and colder the happy voice, the more uncomfortable it sounds in Dongfang Xiong's ears, and it is very exciting, as if it is to rush to prove himself and keep making moves.

"The East is over." Many people sighed under the ring.

Including Bei Lie and Nangong Ruoshui, they all saw that Dongfang Xiong had completely lost his calmness and began to be affected by emotions with every move. However, Dongfang Xiong's character has always been firm. Unexpectedly, he happily captured his previous arrogance and led Dongfang Xiong into the boundless abyss step by step. Now it is impossible to turn back.

"This kid from the Murong family should not be underestimated." An old woman who seemed to be serving tea suddenly burst out from behind Nangong Ruoshui.

"Let Beilie go up and test his foundation later."

"Ruoshui understands." Nangong Ruoshui bowed slightly, then glanced at Miss Murong thoughtfully, and was secretly alert in his heart... The eight major families, without Dongfang Xiong, will be the battlefield where the Nangong family, Murong family, and northern wealthy families compete for the title of the first family. If Kaixin alone steals the limelight, not only the eight major families have no face, but the Murong family may also continue to suppress them in the world again.

really!

Within half a minute, Dongfang Xiong made four moves in a row, all of which were easily avoided by Kaixin. The "last move" was stimulated by Happy, Dongfang Xiong roared violently, and a thunderous roar sounded from the ring. Then, a ball of raging fire suddenly burst out from Dongfang Xiong's hand, like a dazzling little sun, emitting a hot wave, and rapidly expanding!

In an instant, Dongfang Xiong was swallowed up.

It turned into a larger ball of radiant sun, slowly advancing towards Happy. During breathing, the small sun was constantly expanding and increasing, and its momentum continued to rise, as if it was about to force Happy to fall into the arena in one fell swoop.

Happy face changed.

The ultimate mystery of the Oriental Family's "Sword Technique of Rising Sun" - the scorching sun burns the sky!

This trick is not easy to deal with.

Happy slowly retreating.

Close your eyes, feeling the changes in the momentum of the little sun and the direction of the Dongfang Xiong sword!

Sudden!

The little sun paused suddenly.

Happy also stopped decisively at this moment.

boom!!!

Amid the loud explosion, the little sun suddenly turned into a series of red sword auras that looked like swords, cutting through the sky, covering all the directions of Kaixin's dodging, and hitting towards Kaixin in a dense way! With a sharp edge, the heat waves rolled, and it was indeed very powerful as the scorching sun burning the sky.

"It's indeed not that easy to fight against Wuwei Realm masters."

With a sigh, Happy quickly raised his hand, and two dragon-shaped whirlpool airflows quickly appeared on their own. The faint dragon roar had just sounded, and a layer of airflow flowing with countless red streamers quickly emerged from his body. However, "Jinhua Nine Yang Gong" was like a fish in water in the forcing heat wave, running wildly, turning the heat into strength and absorbing it into his body.

The happy momentum also rose a little in an instant!

Angro!!!

He vibrated his two fists, and the activation of the little dragon shape and the golden bell cover that followed him, colliding with Dongfang Xiong's sword aura.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

With frequent bangs, the happy figure was immediately swallowed by the boundless red air waves. In the audience, countless people exclaimed and stood up...

Only six major sects and many masters were unmoved. They stared at the red air waves and the storm of charred smoke and dust, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a faint look of admiration.

Under the arena, many players are in the dark...

However, when they saw Dongfang Xiong's face was gray and weak, and staring at the shadow slowly appearing in front of him with disbelief, they realized that they happily avoided Dongfang Xiong's most powerful trick and survived ten moves.

"This kid really understands "The Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing..." Under the ring, Guo Jing stepped forward excitedly and clenched his fists.

Although it was only a moment, he did clearly feel the blood in his body boiling. It was the power of the pure power of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing". The momentum of two punches was a essence that even Zhang Wuji had never possessed. Unexpectedly, Happy had already realized this level.

"Brother Dongfang... Let me deal with him in the next battle." Today, when the eight major families were together, Beilie saw that Dongfang Xiong was defeated in a mess, and even used his ultimate secret. His internal strength was greatly damaged. He knew that even if he continued, he would not win, so he took the initiative to speak under the ring and said in a loud voice: "However, Brother Dongfang is so proud, I, Beilie, are not allowed. There is no limit on our competition."

The implication is that Dongfang Xiong's defeat was blamed for being a big shot, which could be considered as covering up some face for Dongfang Xiong in front of the heroes of the world.

However, in front of happiness, this little trick will not succeed, and the loud voice walked out of the slowly disappearing red air wave:

"Since that's the case, then I can only show my true strength and fight you!"
Chapter completed!