Fire Dragon Magic

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Maybe because he realized the ambiguity in his words, Xiao Yu hurriedly explained embarrassingly: "Brother Liuyun, you, don't get me wrong, what Yu'er means is that I want to practice with Brother Liuyun."

Although Xiao Yu made a very clear explanation, her brother's cry really made Liu Yun's whole body go numb.

"Oh, yes, that's right, then, that's fine." Liu Yun said with a dry smile.

"Really? That Yu'er is going to tidy up the room now." Xiao Yu's happy look really made Liu Yun puzzled. . .

At noon, Xiao Yu personally cooked a meal for Liu Yun to enjoy.

In the afternoon, Liu Yun and Xiao Yu welcomed the disciples of Ningxia Palace at the west gate together.

This time, the person in charge of Ningxia Palace is a young woman named Su Yu, and Qingfengshan is a middle-aged man named Gu Hong. Among the garrison troops, only Liu Yun has the highest cultivation level.

For Liu Yun, these people are just a cloud of floating clouds in his life. He only met once on the first day. After that, Liu Yun entrusted the entire management task to He Gao. Immerse yourself in the practice.

Although Liu Yun was busy practicing all day long and had no time to take care of himself, Xiao Yu would be happy as long as he could stay with Liu Yun every day.

Happy days always pass by quickly. For Xiao Yu, five years is like a shooting star, fleeting.

It was one day five years later, when Liu Yun was training, suddenly He Gao's anxious voice came from the yard.

"Senior brother Liu, something is wrong, brother Liu, something is wrong..."

Hearing the sound, Liu Yun quickly stopped practicing, walked out of the room, and saw He Gao running into the room in a hurry.

"Junior Brother He, what happened?" It was the first time in five years that He Gao looked so anxious.

"Senior Brother Liu, there is a strong man from the evil sect who has completed the late stage of gathering spirits at the north gate. This person is very powerful. The thirty or so disciples of gathering spirits from the three sects can't do anything to him, so we can only come here to trouble you." He Gao wiped his sweat and replied.

"There is such a powerful late-stage expert?" Liu Yun frowned, pondered for a moment, and said hastily: "Then I will go with you." He turned to Xiao Yu and said, "Yu'er, you Stay home."

Without waiting for Xiao Yu to agree, Liu Yun raised his Lan Shuangchi and followed He Gao towards the north gate.

The two quickly flew over the north gate, and saw hundreds of disciples from the three factions gathered in the sky outside the north gate. They formed a big circle, and within the big circle was a small circle of dozens of people. , in the middle of the small circle stood a hideous-looking cult man, while several injured disciples were healing on the ground below.

Liu Yun quickly crossed the big circle, flew above the small circle, and stood in the air. When he saw the cult man in the small circle, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

In the past five years, it was the first time that Liu Yun had appeared. To all the disciples of the three sects, Liu Yun was a very strange existence, and most of them had even forgotten that there was such a number one person in Fuzhou City.

Two people quickly flew out of the small circle, they were Su Yu, the person in charge of Ningxia Palace, and Gu Hong, the person in charge of Qingfeng Mountain.

When the two of them flew in front of them, Liu Yun spoke first and said, "You all step back and leave it to me."

Liu Yun's words caused a lot of commotion. Although Liu Yun was the only late-stage spirit-gathering powerhouse at the scene, he hadn't reached the consummation state after all. No, can Liu Yun really do it alone?In everyone's eyes, Liu Yun was just talking big.

Over the years, Liu Yun only cared about his own practice and ignored the affairs in the city. This has already made many people unhappy, so now instead of hearing the voice of support, there are many laughing and sarcastic eyes.

Gu Hong felt a little uncomfortable listening, so he calmly reminded: "Friend Liu Xian, this monster is not easy to deal with."

"I know." Liu Yun replied simply.

"I think we should work together to deal with it." Su Yu suggested.

"No need." Liu Yun's simple answer made the two of them turn blue, and they looked at each other without saying anything.

Gu Hong turned around and said to everyone: "Then everyone back down."

Hundreds of disciples in large circles and small circles withdrew one after another. They all retreated above the city wall and watched from afar, presumably waiting to see Liu Yun make a fool of himself.

After everyone retreated, Liu Yun leisurely flew in front of the cult man, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a wicked smile also appeared on the cult man's face.

Without any explicit words, Liu Yun directly released a Dragon God Mie, and bombarded the cult man.

Although it has not reached the perfection in the later stage, Dragon God Mie can almost be cast instantly, and of course the power has also increased a lot.

The cult man waved a black mist to cover his head.

"Boom!~" The fire dragon collided with the black mist and sank into it in an instant. The black mist suddenly churned, and after a while there was only a "bang" roar, the black mist was blown to pieces, and the purple-red fireworks quickly spread around. .

The cult man narrowed his eyes, and a black glow flashed in his hand, revealing a pitch-black plantain fan.

Seeing the other party's fairy artifact, Liu Yun quickly took out a fiery red armor, which was the high-level fire-type defensive fairy red flame armor that he bought from Ning Yan last time.

The strength of the fire element is attack. Immortal artifacts that use the fire element as their defensive power are extremely rare, but for Liu Yun who has the supreme fire element's spiritual resources, the fire element's defense is not bad.

The cult man injected the power of the ghost into the black fan, and the black fan immediately ignited black fireworks. The man waved the fan, and a gust of wind was blown up.

Facing this invisible attack, Liu Yun only felt that there were tens of thousands of ghosts flying in front of him, and Liu Yun couldn't help throbbing in the depths of his soul, but at this moment when he lost his mind, the invisible wind suddenly turned into dozens A tangible black light struck Liu Yun head-on.

"Puff puff puff!~" Under the sound of a series of impacts, Liu Yun was directly pushed back tens of meters.

After suffering this loss, Liu Yun finally knew that the most powerful thing about this weapon was not its attack power, but its ability to hit the soul of the opponent. The weaker the soul of the person being attacked, the more serious the blow would be.