Evolution starts with fire

Chapter 125
In this sect ranking assessment, the second item was considered the longest. It lasted for four days in a row, and nearly one-third of the people were still struggling in it.

As time went by, some people gradually lost their patience and went to play at the bottom of the mountain.

What's so interesting about Voldemort, isn't it good to play while waiting for the result?

The originally crowded mountain road gradually loosened up. It seemed that Zhang Yan still had 250 fire energy points left, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally able to find an excuse to leave.

He was like a member of an impatient army, showing great exhaustion in his expression, dragging a long flame tail, and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

Recalling the hardships of the past few days, Zhang Yan was about to cry.

It is too embarrassing to face the infinite cold and wind alone at a high altitude without a windshield.

At an altitude of 9000 meters, there was a great lack of oxygen, and there was not even a single piece of aura. After being absorbed by the strong man secretly watching the screen, only a little bit was left to Zhang Yan.

Relying on this aura, he survived for several days.

At this moment, after falling to the foot of the mountain, reabsorbing abundant oxygen and feeling the recovery of vitality, Zhang Yan let out a long sigh of relief. This is where the flame should stay!

On that day, the investigation into the fireball hitting Hatoyama was still going on, and the scene was surrounded.

The burning trees nearby all showed that they were related to the flames, and Zhang Yan was also the object of attention.

But if you don't do anything bad, you're not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, it was him who did it, so what is he afraid of?
Seeing that the restaurant provided for Huoyan had been renovated, Zhang Yan lived in again with the cheek.

The "Embassy" was burned, which counted as compensation for the flames.

Once inside, the feeling of peeping that I haven't seen for a long time resurfaced in my heart.

This sense of voyeurism is too hidden, and it is obviously inextricably linked with the restaurant.

"Forget it, I don't believe he can burn it again?"

Zhang Yan fell asleep.

It was morning when I woke up again.

dong dong dong.

Zhang Yan was awakened by a knock on the door.

Zhang Yan didn't remember that he had ordered takeaway. When did the restaurant's service become so considerate?
Could it be a special service?
While hesitating, Zhang Yan fused a thread, and the door of the room opened.

"Da Wei?"

Seeing the figure outside the door, Zhang Yan was taken aback.

Isn't this guy in the assessment?
A bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Sure enough, Wei Dati said silently: "Master Huo, I, I have failed."

As he said that, he took out a large piece of unidentified animal offal, the size of a bucket, grabbed it and put it in his mouth.

It seems that this is the only way to eliminate the grief in my heart.

"Don't rush to eat, tell me what's wrong?"

Wei Da spoke out his experience in a straightforward manner.

……

"It's all Han Zili's fault. This kid doesn't know how to restrain himself at all. He recruits enemies everywhere. He just wiped out a wave of enemies, and when he turned around, another wave came again."

After hearing that they entered the final round, a large group of people suddenly came and surrounded them, and a flash of fire flashed in Zhang Yan's body.

There were more than a dozen people, belonging to different sects, but they joined forces to deal with the two worshipers of the Water Sect, as if they had planned it long ago.

Everything reveals weirdness.

As Huo Huo, Zhang Yan has lived a lot of years, and he has guessed a thing or two at a glance.

"You're back, where is Han Zili?" Knowing that the assessment was almost over, Zhang Yan felt sad.

Wei Da tore off a piece of greasy internal organs, drank a lot of water, and then said: "I was surrounded by several people, I am not their opponent, I can only choose to quit, and I hope that the leader of the fire will forgive me. As for Han Zili..."

There was a sad expression on Wei Da's face: "He was targeted by ten people. He was young and energetic and didn't know how to save his life. Now I guess, I guess..."

"how come?"

Zhang Yan murmured.

Others don't know, does he not know what Han Zili is like?
It seems that he is upright, with a straightforward personality that doesn't understand human relationships, but Zhang Yan doesn't believe that Han Zi is not afraid of death.

Didn't you see that when he met Han Zili for the first time, this kid cried like a dead brother?

Alone, facing more than a dozen people double-teaming, no matter how you look at it, it is the best policy to choose to quit.

Do you think everyone is Li Tong, and killing people by leapfrogging is as easy as eating.

Even if it was Li Tong, it would be impossible for him to deal with more than ten times as many enemies.

With the improvement of strength, it is no longer possible for one person to fight against a group of enemies like in the apprenticeship period. In the duel between masters, even the slightest difference will determine the outcome.

But after such a long time, there is still no news from Han Zili, so Zhang Yan has no choice but to guess, is this kid really dead?

Where is the body?What kind of flame is used for cremation?How many banquets are set up at the gate of the city, who are they invited to?

Zhang Yan has already started planning these.

At this moment, a figure flickered sharply on the sixth screen of the silver mirror, and everyone's eyes were diverted from other screens to move here.

There was a fight here, which is the most eye-catching scene.

In a knee-high jungle, with the sound of rustling, Han Zili stepped lightly, and slowly drew out the bloody rusty mad knife.

Surrounding him were thirteen robust men in similar attire.

All of them are not strong in combat, but their bodies are as soft as loaches. Relying on the toughness of their bodies, it is difficult for ordinary attacks to have an effect on them.

It was for this reason that Wei Da was quickly eliminated.

Han Zili held the knife in his hand, and walked out of the yard like a leisurely stroll. After a few sword clashes, several people fell to the ground one by one.

It seems that without Wei Da watching the battle from the sidelines, Han Zili's strength has been displayed even better.

Recalling the experience of fighting Li Tong, Han Zili took a deep breath, clenched the rusty knife in his hand, and with a leap, his whole body was ejected like a cannonball.

The moment he flew up, a barbed vine rose from the spot.

Han Zili's combat experience saved his life.

Lightly tap the knife surface with your fingertips, the brown knife surface suddenly flashed brightly, and the knife slashed out, and the huge knife aura swept over several people.

The sword energy had no power, but it exposed the figure hidden in the jungle.

Seeing the man's attire, Han Zili was stunned when he muttered something, "Summoner?"

After thinking for a long time, a word popped out of his mouth: "Shuihe Township?"

The one called the Summoner by Han Zili didn't have any extra words, and beckoned again, and the jungle grass below suddenly grew straight, like a sharp knife!

The next moment, countless blades of grass and sharp knives flew into the air, stabbing directly at Han Zili who was in the air!

"Hit!"

Seeing that Han Zili was stabbed all over with blades of grass and sharp knives, the people below cried out in surprise.

The next moment, a disdainful voice sounded: "It's extremely stupid."

"Not good, run away!"

late!

The blades of grass on Han Zili's body squeezed out of his muscles and catapulted out in all directions at an even faster speed!
biubiubiu.

Amidst the screams, the dozens of people below were dismembered, and they didn't even have time to call out!
(End of this chapter)