Chief Alchemist

Chapter 252 Thirteen Heaven-Destroying Styles (1)
This fiery red world, when the Southern Emperor appeared, seemed to lose all its brilliance in an instant and became dim.

"Heh." After a long time, the chuckle sounded again, and then, Nanhuang, whose back was facing Liu Feng's line of sight, slowly raised a hand, held it to his chest, and then slowly raised it again, and finally It was pointing upwards, facing the small crater, and the chuckle finally turned into a wild laugh at this time... Ha!

Then, Nanhuang moved his five fingers and did this movement. In an instant, there was a majestic and gorgeous sword in his five fingers.

The whole body of this sword is fiery red, and there is a burning flame on the blade. It is really gorgeous, but besides the gorgeousness, it also has a domineering aura.

"It took another 100 years to retreat, and now, the Thirteen Mietian Forms are finally completed!" The man raised his head, laughed wildly, then suddenly turned his back to Liu Feng, and drew a beautiful and domineering arc with the torch .

At the same time, Nanhuang's body turned over, and at the same time as the arc was drawn, his body twisted strangely, his wrists turned, his back bowed, and one foot stood on tiptoe...

"Touch!" A muffled sound sounded, leaving a red trail in the place where the flame passed by, which was very charming, and finally, it fell to the magma below, and the bottom full of magma was instantly hit It became two halves, bottoming out in an instant, but it did not hurt the two rock walls and the bottom below, and the magma that was blown away was rolled up strangely, forming two strange vortexes, which seemed to kill people alive Swallow it raw.

Whoa!
Before Liu Feng could marvel at the subtlety of this move, he heard the voice say: "The first method: fragmentation and moving scenes."

As soon as the words fell, Nanhuang's body had already made a series of delicate reactions, without any pause in the middle, holding the torch in his hand, the next movement was already unfolding like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The connection was so ingenious and perfect, Huo Zhi almost returned along the original track, but Liu Feng still clearly saw the deviation, but that deviation was definitely not a mistake, but intentional.Because at this moment, the arc drawn by the blade is extremely smooth, unlike just now, with a strange smile arc in the smoothness.Liu Feng knew that it was the ingenuity of strength, and the difference in strength in the body would lead to the difference in the sword style.

Nan Huangwu held the fire in her hands, and the flames jumping on the fire suddenly rose vigorously, and the short flame clusters suddenly became bright. Wherever they passed, the flames converged into a long dragon, unwilling to leave behind her.

Nanhuang seemed to laugh happily. In the fiery red, the man's black hair fluttered wildly, covering that beautiful face. With a movement of Nanhuang's wrist, the long dragon suddenly turned around and climbed around her body. superior!

The fire dragon wrapped around Nanhuang, her black hair was blown back by a gust of wind, revealing her beautiful yet heroic face, absolutely charming!

"Second Form: Swallowing the Dragon and Flying Soaring!"

After the words fell, the mighty Tenglong changed again, unpredictable in Nanhuang's white hands, and the scenes were like dreams, so magical and shocking!

"The third form: facing the wind!"

"Fourth Form: Pray for rain to cover the sun!"

"Fifth Form: Take the Moon!"

"Sixth Form: Fog Illusion!"

"Seventh Form: Cutting off the flow with the stick!"

"Eighth Form: Through the stone to generate light!"

"Ninth Form: Carrying Mountains and Boyangs!"

"Tenth Form: Cloud Summoning Fairy Trail!"

"Type No.11: Invisible clone!"

"Form No.12: Flaming Fire Attraction!"

"Form No. 13: Exorcising God and Destroying Silence!"

Every move, every move is so graceful and domineering, with a sharp sword light, seemingly slow but fast movements, every movement and stillness, between stillness and movement, all of them are shocking!
Liu Feng saw that Nanhuang used every move like a miracle, and his heart was agitated. Although it may not be that Nanhuang used all the moves of this set of swordsmanship, he could still feel that there was something hidden in the fire. of terrifying power.

The thirteen styles of destroying the sky.

The name appeared again in Liu Feng's mind.But she just felt that at the same time that this name appeared, her heart was shaking violently, it was shock, excitement, and longing!All the emotions are mixed together, and I am amazed at Nanhuang!Such a terrifyingly powerful swordsmanship!
Just when Liu Feng was amazed, Nanhuang's pleasant voice sounded slowly again, full of self-satisfaction and arrogance in that voice: "The thirteen moves of Mietian! Hahaha! Look at this world, who can compete with my Mietian?" The Thirteen Heavenly Stances are fighting for the front! Once the Mietian Thirteen Stances are released, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed! Hahaha!"

The insolent laughter kept reverberating, in the volcano, in Liu Feng's mind, Liu Feng even felt a strong killing spirit from Nan Huang's voice.

The picture changed instantly, and it was a dark world again, and Liu Feng saw the desolate back in the emptiness and darkness again.

At this moment, the red-robed man no longer had the arrogance and self-confidence he had before, and there was a feeling of silence all over his body, as if he had lost his voice, and since then he had entered into a samadhi, and he seemed unwilling to wake up again.

But suddenly, those closed glasses suddenly opened, revealing a pair of dark eyes.Deep, vicissitudes, and dead silence.

Liu Feng's heart skipped a beat.In Liu Feng's view, a person's eyes are the windows of a person's soul.When she sees people, she always looks at the eyes first.She believes that the most terrifying thing in this world is not the person with a pair of chilling eyes, but the person with a pair of dead eyes.

Eyes without hope represent the darkness in that person's heart.

People who are dark and lightless, either perpetually degenerate themselves, or are extremely crazy, dragging the world to be buried with you.

And this pair of eyes gave people the feeling.

Liu Feng's heart was beating wildly, but he heard a faint laughter, although it was faint, but there was a hint of arrogance and evil charm, and then he heard the voice say: "Finally...has the wait come?"

The picture changed again, and before Liu Feng had time to wonder what was waiting, she was shocked that the world in front of her had changed from the darkness to the fiery red.This fiery red, the scenery is very familiar, isn't it the inside of the volcano that I saw just now?

What surprised Liu Feng even more was that now she was standing in the position of the Southern Emperor, and she was holding a sword... the Southern Emperor's Sword in her hand.

(End of this chapter)