If it wasn't for Lu Yu's reminder, Huozhu Jianzun might have been killed.
Lu Yu shook his head and remained silent.
Huozhu Jianzun looked down on Yin Feihan: "Although your body skills are good, they are just some small tricks after all, and they can't achieve anything. Now admit defeat, I will save your life."
In the competition just now, it was clearly Huozhu Jianzun who lost the wind.
But he was so proud in his heart, how could he admit defeat face to face?
Yin Feihan missed a hit, and sneered: "You were lucky before and someone helped you, but next time, you will not be so lucky."
"When death is imminent, you will know that your mouth is tough." Huozhu Jianzun couldn't help sneering, and swung his sword again.
This time, his sword energy was more ferocious than before, and even two fire dragons spewed out, with an astonishing momentum.
Seeing this, Lu Zhenhai smiled with satisfaction and said: "Sword Master Huozhu is indeed a master, if this sword is thrown out, that person will definitely die!"
Even if he saw such a mighty sword energy, his eyelids would twitch wildly.
It can be predicted that under this powerful sword energy, Yin Feihan has absolutely no chance of surviving.
Lu Yu sighed slightly, and wanted to stop it, but he still didn't.
He could see that the Fire Candle Sword Master might have some strength, but facing Yin Feihan, the strategy he adopted was obviously wrong.
What Yin Feihan is best at is sneak attack.
If Huozhu Jianzun is smarter, he should do defense first. When Yin Feihan made a move, he launched a counterattack.
But now, Huozhu Jianzun directly casts his strongest spell. Although it is murderous, it feels like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.
Once the mana of Huozhu Jianzun is exhausted, it will be the time for him to lose.
In the arena, as expected by Lu Yu, as soon as Huozhu Jianzun made a move, Yin Feihan quickly stepped back.
Seeing Yin Feihan backing away, Huozhu Jianzun laughed triumphantly: "As timid as a mouse, I have the ability to duel with this old man head-on."
Yin Feihan didn't reply, but still dodged the flames deftly.
"Fighting Xiaoxiao with you really got my hands dirty." Huozhu Jianzun mocked.
Lu Zhenhai also shouted from the side: "Brother Huozhu, why does this kind of junior waste your time with you, kill him directly, and avenge Master Cang Yue!"
Behind him, the group of strong men who were invited also shouted out of righteous indignation.
With a strong man like Huozhu sitting in charge, everyone's hearts are much calmer.
Sword Lord Huozhu let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand suddenly expanded several times, and a huge fire dragon instantly flooded the eye sockets of everyone.
Where the flames engulfed, the air became distorted by the heat wave.
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When the sword fell, Huozhu Jianzun turned around directly.
"I said it a long time ago, since the old man made a move, there is absolutely no possibility of him surviving." Fire Candle Sword Master said confidently.
He turned around directly, without even looking at whether Yin Feihan was dead or not.
Lu Zhenhai also had a welcoming face, and was about to step forward to say something nice, when he suddenly caught a glimpse behind Huozhu Jianzun, his expression changed suddenly.
"Brother Huozhu, behind you!" Lu Zhenhai exclaimed.
I saw that Yin Feihan, who was supposed to be burned to ashes, was "resurrected" at this moment.
"What kind of spell breaking, it didn't even break the defense of my clothes." Yin Feihan sneered.
He jumped a few times, came directly behind Huozhu Jianzun, and patted it down with one palm.
Boom!
Huozhu Jianzun was directly sent flying, and fell heavily to the ground.
"You trash, weren't you very arrogant just now?" Yin Feihan took a step forward and stepped hard on Huozhu Jianzun. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com