Ten Tailed Fox

The monstrous fire, burning the sky and burning the earth, has an astonishingly terrifying momentum.

Yang Shenjun looked at the sea of ​​fire indifferently, his eyes suddenly fluctuated slightly.

The next moment, a vortex appeared in the center of the sea of ​​fire, and a powerful suction erupted, and a large amount of Shenyang Junyan was absorbed by the vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sensing the rapid disappearance of Shenyang Junyan, Yuhuadie changed his expression: "What's going on?"

After a few breaths, the sea of ​​flames transformed by Shenyang Junyan disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

The white-browed Heavenly King's eyes flickered and said: "Could it be that Qingzhu used the power of space to transfer Shenyang Junyan? No, Qingzhu has never practiced the way of space, how could there be such a method?"

"It's not transferred, it's sealed." At the center of the vortex, the figure of the Green Bamboo Sword King reappeared.

Shenbi's sword body is scorching hot, containing terrible heat, and all the Shenyang Junyan is sealed in the sword body by Shenbi.

The White-browed Heavenly King couldn't help but praise: "Good trick!"

The Green Bamboo Sword King caressed Shenbi's sword body, and he calmed down the scorching heat with two fingers, and said, "One of the three Wuhen moves, the sword seals Wuhen."

The white-browed Heavenly King showed memories, and whispered to himself: "Wuhen Three Forms? It seems to be a method of pressing the bottom of the box with green bamboo. I heard that when he was dueling with Qianjun Thunder King in the Qiyuan Realm, he almost won it with Wuhen Three Forms." Thousand Jun Thunder King."

Thinking of this, Baimei Tianwang showed a playful smile on his face: "Yang Jun, things have become troublesome, be careful, the old man is still very worried about you."

He said so, but from the face of Baimei Tianwang, there was no worry at all. Instead, he looked like a booer waiting to see a good show.

The Green Bamboo Sword King looked at Yang Shenjun indifferently, and said: "Back then, I lost to King Qianjun Lei by one move. After many years of retreat, I have practiced Wuhen's three styles to a near-perfect level, just to fight Qianjun again. Jun Yi competed, but unfortunately he is a short-lived ghost, so I had to use it on you, Yang Shenjun, I feel lucky for you."

Yang Shenjun waved his sleeve robe, wanting to use Shenyang Junyan again, but not even a single flame appeared, which made him frown.

Qingzhu Sword King laughed and said: "Jian Feng Wuhen can seal the power of water, fire, wind, thunder and other elements. From now on, you can no longer use Shenyang Junyan."

"He actually hid such a trick!" Yu Huadie's eyelids twitched violently, and he realized that when the Qingzhu Sword King fought against him, he was far from using his full strength, and was completely playing with himself.

Shenyang Jun Yan is one of Yang Shenjun's four ultimate moves, and the Green Bamboo Sword King sealed it, which is equivalent to breaking Yang Shenjun's arm.

"Come prepared? Interesting." Faced with this unfavorable situation, Yang Shenjun's mouth drew a cold arc.

sixth floor.

"Senior, you've been drinking for half an hour, do you want to say something first?" Su Bujin looked at the sloppy middle-aged man in front of him, and said helplessly.

The entire sixth floor was empty, except for a scruffy middle-aged man.

The man's hair was disheveled, his eyes were cloudy, and there was a dilapidated small wine table in front of him with a wine glass on it.

Ren Su didn't care what to say, and the man didn't speak, he just buried his head in drinking, and the wine in the glass seemed to be endless, and it would become full again every time he finished drinking.

Su Bujin couldn't bear it any longer, so she grabbed the wine glass without saying a word.

Just when Su Bujin's hand was about to touch the wine glass, the man took the wine glass away first.

Su Bujin's eyes narrowed, and he tried to snatch it again.

The man's expression didn't change at all, his speed seemed to be very slow, but he could always dodge Su Bujin accurately, let him fall through, and even took a few sips during the process.

"Offended!" Su Bujin punched out with a punch, and concentrated her immortal power, directly hitting the man's face.

"It's too much." The man said, stretched out his finger and flicked Su Bujin's fist back, causing all the immortal power to be scattered.

Su Bujin's eyes changed, and he stopped decisively. Even Jinxian might not be able to resist her punch so easily, and said in his heart: "This person's strength is unfathomable, and I can't deal with it."

The man glanced at Su Bujin and said, "Go on, why didn't you make a move?"

Su Bujin smiled and said: "If you and I hadn't pretended to be dumb, I wouldn't have been like this. This is a helpless act to get you to speak up. Please take more responsibility for the offense."

The man shrugged and said, "It's just that I haven't talked to anyone for a long time. I always have to drink a few sips of wine to brew it. I dare not speak when I'm drunk. Don't say it, I'm really a little drunk."

Su Bujin cupped his hands and said, "May I ask what your name is, senior?"

The man took a sip of wine and said, "Scholar."

Su Bujin glanced at the man suspiciously and said, "Your name is a scholar?"

The man said: "Yes, is there a problem?"

Scholar?

The corners of Su Bujin's mouth twitched violently, who would have given such a name, and this is not a scholar, he is obviously a drunk, okay?

The alcoholic seemed to see through Su Buzhen's thoughts, took a sip of wine and said, "Girl, don't just look at people on the surface. Although I seem to like drinking, maybe I am a very refined person."

The next moment, the drunkard spat out the wine and scolded, "The more you drink, the more f*cking it becomes."

Su Bujin asked: "Senior, why are you the only one on the sixth floor? Could it be that you are the tester?"

The scholar said: "No, no, I'm not a tester, I'm just a prisoner."

Su Bujin was startled and said, "Prisoner?"

The scholar said: "There is no test on the sixth floor, only me."

Su Bujin looked around and said, "Where are the others?"

The scholar said naturally: "The others have successfully reached the seventh floor."

Su Bujin was dumbfounded, and said, "Then why am I here?"

The scholar glanced at Su Bujin and said, "Because you are the ultimate."

"Extreme?" These two words directly caused Su Bujin's eyes to change.

The scholar smiled and said: "Looking at your reaction, you should have some understanding of 'extreme'. You must know that no matter whether you are a monk or an immortal, when the realm reaches the peak, there are first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate. , Above the first-class is the ultimate! Among the group of people who entered the holy mountain, as long as they have reached the level of the ultimate master, I will keep them, of course, you are not the only one."

Su Bujin nodded. She had heard Guan Ziluo talk about the ultimate before. The only people who can be called the ultimate are Su Bujin himself, Guan Ziluo and Li Chengmu.

Su Bujin asked: "Since it's not just me, why am I here alone?"