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Chapter 277: Fighting Saints in Merely, But Ants!
"I don't know." Tang Zhen shook his head, staring intently at the seven-color flame in Wu Fang's palm. Compared with the Patriarch of the Poison Sect, the shock in his eyes was even greater.

In his impression, none of the different fires in the list of different fires had seven colors.However, these seven-color flames really made him feel a feeling of palpitation.

Even at the moment when the seven-color flame appeared, the Nine Dragon Thunder Ganghuo in its body actually made a slight trembling sound, which was a kind of fear!
Jiulong Leiganghuo is ranked [-]th in the list of different fires, and the seven-color flame can make Jiulong Leiganghuo so fearful. Obviously, the seven-color flame is absolutely unusual, even if it is not the top of the list of different fires. That is definitely a terrifying flame that is still unknown.

"When will the development of Shaoshaoguo be able to reach the heights of seniors?" As a person with Shaoshaoguo ability, Xiao Yan will naturally not think that the seven-color flame in Wu Fang's hand is the same as Tang Zhen and Dumen Patriarch. different fire.For them, they themselves are flames, and these seven-color flames are just the product of Wu Fang's development of Shaoshao Fruit to a certain extent.

When the seven-color flames appeared, he could feel that the four flames in his body became extremely unstable, which was instinctive fear.

"Brother Bing, be careful of that flame!"

Without Lei Ling's reminder at all, the moment the seven-color flame appeared, Binghe felt uneasy.

But at this moment, it was too late for him to dodge, he could only yell angrily, his whole body stimulated the battle energy in his body, and at the same time he formed a icy armor outside his body, he raised his hand and attacked with one attack.

Wu Fang's figure continued to move forward, and the seven-colored flames burst out in his palm, swallowing Binghe's terrifying fighting spirit in an instant, and then engulfed Binghe overwhelmingly.

Chi Chi Chi!
Almost in the blink of an eye, under the flames of seven colors, the ice armor on the surface of the glacier completely melted.Immediately afterwards, there was a scream, and before the scream could drift away, a white eye floated up from the seven-colored flames, and Binghe's figure disappeared.

"no, do not want!"

Looking at the dissipated white smoke, and then at the seven-colored flames rushing towards him, Lei Ling, the owner of Fenglei Pavilion, let out a terrified cry.Afterwards, without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and fled towards the distance, but before he could go a hundred meters away, the seven-color flames caught up with his figure.

In the seven-colored flames, currents were densely covered, and the crackling sound of thunder lasted only two seconds before disappearing completely.

"Old poison, he... who the hell is he..."

On the battlefield, the flames of seven colors dissipated, along with Binghe and Lei Ling.Tang Zhen stared at Wu Fang's back in bewilderment, instinctively wriggled his throat, and asked the Patriarch of the Poison Sect beside him with a dull face.

Under his nose, in just an instant, an eight-star Dou Zun and a seven-star Dou Zun turned into soot!
At this moment, Tang Zhen had a clearer understanding of the seven-color flame in Wu Fang's palm. If he had to use four words to describe it, it would be terrifying!
He is also the owner of the different fire, and he clearly knows that the higher the realm, the less help the different fire can provide, especially when it reaches the Dou Zun and even above the Dou Sheng realm, although the different fire can still increase the combat power, but There is no such terrifying blessing anymore.

It was also because of this that when he saw that Bing He and Lei Ling had no power to fight back under the flames of seven colors, he lost his composure.

"About his origin, maybe you have to ask that kid this question." The Patriarch of the Poison Sect stretched out his finger and pointed to Xiao Yan who was at the side. He was also shocked by the power of the seven-color flame.

Previously, he thought that Wu Fang was a master at using poison, but now it seems that the other party is not only good at using poison, but also a master at playing with fire!

In the valley, a group of disciples stared at the high-altitude battlefield. The moment the bodies of Binghe and Lei Ling disappeared one after another, the valley fell into dead silence.

It was not until a long while later that the dead silence was replaced by the noise and panic.

"The owner of Ice River Valley and the owner of Fenglei Pavilion, are they dead?"

"There are not even bones left! Could it be that the seven-color flame of that person is a different fire that is more terrifying than the Nine-Dragon Lightning Fire of the Valley Lord? It's too scary!"

"Now that I think about it, this person we haven't watched is a truly powerful existence!"

"Binghe and Lei Ling are dead, why are we all still standing still, kill him in Binghe Valley and Fenglei Pavilion! Let them know the fate of violating my Fenyan Valley!"

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After confirming that the two of Binghe Leiling had died under the flames of seven colors, all the disciples of Fenyangu and the Poison Sect cheered excitedly, and then each of them seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, full of fighting spirit, and shouted to kill Binghe Valley, A disciple of Fenglei Pavilion.

As for the disciples of Ice River Valley and Fenglei Pavilion, their faces were ashen, and there was no fighting spirit in their eyes. Looking at Wu Fang's back, their eyes were full of resentment.

Yu Yao, the red-robed fighting sect, was hanging in the void, staring at the battlefield, thinking of the horror of the seven-colored flames, feeling terrified and grateful at the same time.There was a deep sense of gratitude in the eyes of the ancestor of the Poison Sect.On the way here, if the other party hadn't blocked him, he might have disappeared into a wisp of white smoke.

This 'man watching the show' in ordinary clothes is not something he can provoke at all!

In the battlefield, the old man with bone you looked solemn, and he swept across the void where the two of Binghe and Lei Ling dissipated, a little hesitation flashed in his eyes.Afterwards, there was a crisp sound of the chains colliding, and the five ghost forests behind it disappeared.

The next moment, the Guyou old man glanced at Wu Fang, and his figure slowly sank into the void.

"Senior, that old guy has escaped!" Seeing the old man Gu You disappear, Xiao Yan hurriedly yelled at Wu Fang, with anxiety in his voice.

"A mere one-star Dou Sheng is nothing more than an ant."

The plain but extremely domineering voice of Sen Han floated in the air.

Wu Fang pointed out with his right hand, and the void where the old man was fighting exploded.

The void collapsed, a large number of space debris flew across, and the disappeared old man reappeared in everyone's sight.Perhaps because of Wu Fang's intervention, the space shuttle was affected, and his originally intact clothes were all broken by the space debris.There are even a few parts that have been cut into blood-red incisions.

"After all, you can be regarded as the second heavenly venerable of the Soul Palace, an existence under one person and above ten thousand people, so you just fled without fighting?" Wu Fang looked at the old man jokingly, and his words were full of thick sarcasm.

The Bone You Saint didn't answer, and looked at Wu Fang with a look of vigilance.Especially the terrifying energy contained in the opponent's previous seven-color flame, even he was a little palpitating.

After snorting coldly, the Bone Ghost Saint immediately moved a position, because he found that the space he was in before seemed to be imprisoned by some kind of energy, making him unable to mobilize the power of the space.

(End of this chapter)