Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 247 Secret Hands
"What a strong body, such pure Qi, and such a pure soul."

The shadow of Emperor Yan, who was wearing Xuan Ye's face, took in a breath of intoxication. His eyes were full of greed, and he looked at Zhao Xuan as if he was looking at a peerless delicacy.

He said viciously: "If that old immortal guy hadn't stepped in, this body should have been mine."

"How could I turn into a thief and a bald donkey, being chased for three thousand miles, burning my source again and again, so that I am stuck in the Three Soul Realm, and I can't even transform my soul into a god."

"I will swallow you today, replenish your origin, take back the Fire God Cauldron, rebuild the glory of Emperor Yan, and dominate the whole world."

He spoke like he was venting his anger, and kept waving his slender palms.

Every time a palm is struck, a fire lotus appears out of thin air in front of him and slowly blooms.

After a while, dozens of fire lotuses of different colors filled up around him.

There is the golden Sun True Fire, the red Nanmingli Fire, and the white Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire.

Many divine fires appear in the world.

The ancient battlefield, which was originally a bit dark and gloomy, heated up at an extremely terrifying speed.

In just a few breaths, waves of heat rushed toward Zhao Xuan.

The earth cracked under the high temperature.

A trace of bloodthirsty cruelty flashed in Emperor Yan's virtual eyes, and he said with a low smile: "Zhao Xuan, if you surrender without any help and let me swallow you without any resistance, how about I give you a good pleasure?"

"Otherwise, I will let you die bit by bit in endless mourning and regret coming to this world."

When Emperor Yan's shadow revealed his identity, Zhao Xuan had already closed the entrance to the divine realm and took back the divine realm to avoid being affected in the battle.

When Emperor Yan's shadow kept chattering, Zhao Xuan quietly took action and blocked the roads around Xuan Ye to prevent him from escaping.

At this time, Emperor Yan's shadow made a lot of nonsense, and Zhao Xuan took action decisively.

The black sword shot out from his hand like a bolt of lightning.

The terrifying and terrifying power set off a roaring air current.

Emperor Yan's shadow sneered: "It's a small trick."

He stretched out his hand, and flames shot out.

The black sword was thrown into the fire and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The red molten iron fell to the ground, emitting thick white smoke.

The next moment, Emperor Yan's Xuying's smile froze on his face, and his whole body exploded.

He seemed to have forgotten one thing. Just because the iron sword melted, it did not mean that the energy and power it carried completely disappeared.

The exploded shadow of Emperor Yan did not turn into a shower of flesh and blood, but turned into a ball of flames that split apart, and then returned to its human form.

A contemptuous smile appeared on his face: "How can you kill me with a little trick that doesn't make sense?"

"I am immortal and no one can kill me."

Zhao Xuan suddenly remembered the mysterious magical power "Vulcan Body" mentioned by the Vulcan Cauldron.

The whole person turns into a ball of fire. Without flesh and blood, there are no vital points or fatal injuries.

If the fire is not extinguished, life will continue.

Emperor Yan's shadow said in a solemn tone: "Since you can't find it happily, I will help you."

He opened his arms and leaned forward slightly, and then an overwhelming fire swept towards Zhao Xuan.

The terrifying high temperature, from a long distance away, was about to melt Zhao Xuan's armor and ignite his clothes.

Zhao Xuan looked indifferent.

He's not bad at playing with fire either.

Not only can he play with fire, but he can also play with water.

Zhao Xuan immediately sat cross-legged, and a bright divine light that could not be looked directly burst out from his body.

Bright divine light shot up into the sky and spread in an instant, spreading to the entire void, filling all around Zhao Xuan, like mercury pouring down the ground, reaching everywhere and reaching everywhere.

The divine light is intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions, not in a chaotic manner, but traveling along a trajectory with some meaning.

In all directions, in every inch of the void, there is a desolate and ancient Tai Chi diagram that seems to contain endless Dharma principles.

The two colors of the Tai Chi diagram are intertwined and distinct, like black and white, like life and death, and like yin and yang, and seems to cover everything in the world.

It seemed to be spinning at a speed beyond the limit of perception, and it seemed to be motionless at all.

"This is."

Yan Emperor Xuying's eyes narrowed.

Faintly, I felt a strong will coming.

The many divine fires that he was proud of were excluded by the black and white air currents, making it difficult for him to move forward.

At this moment, the world fell silent.

The phantom of Emperor Yan showed an expression of disbelief: "What method are you using to block the many divine fires that burn everything?"

Sun True Fire, Nanming Li Fire, and Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire.

Which one is not the divine fire that claims to burn everything?

When he dominated the world, many heroes were burned to death by his divine fire.

Whether it's an indestructible physique, unparalleled Qinggong skills, or peerless swordsmanship with a sharp edge.

Under the divine fire that he was so proud of, they all turned into ashes.

The Zhao Xuan in front of him was not even one percent as strong as the powerful enemy who died in his hands back then, but he could easily block his divine fire.

Emperor Yan's shadow was extremely angry and shouted: "The Golden Crow will burn the world." A sharp cry sounded.

He exploded.

Immediately, a three-legged golden crow with wings spread a hundred feet wide and full of true sun fire appeared in front of Zhao Xuan.

The golden crow's eyes were full of indifference, and he swooped towards Zhao Xuan.

The long and narrow beak looked like it was made of gold, glowing with cold light.

What is really terrifying is the real sun fire that fills the sky with the roar of the three-legged golden crow.

As the saying goes, to ignore quantity is to be a hooligan.

A glass of water splashed on someone's face is fine as long as it's not scalding hot.

If a sea of ​​water poured in, anyone's legs would tremble.

Compared with the dozens of fire lotus before, the true fire of the sun sprayed by the phantom of Emperor Yan transformed into the Golden Crow was like a river and a water tank.

Zhao Xuan's expression condensed, and the Tai Chi diagram changed, instantly turning into a "Yin and Yang Great Mixed Cave".

The spiritual energy of the world and the surrounding ten miles suddenly disappeared, and all the spiritual energy was extracted, forming a spiritual energy vacuum.

A large millstone with yin and yang sides took Zhao Xuan's place.

Peiran's wasting energy hit the sun's true fire all over the sky.

This Yin-Yang Great Millstone move is hundreds of times more powerful than when Zhao Xuan first understood it.

If even it couldn't stop Yan Emperor's phantom's "Golden Crow Burning the World", Zhao Xuan would simply run away.

He didn't feel ashamed that he couldn't beat a guy who had been dead for tens of thousands of years and faked his body.

Besides, face is given by others, but life is your own.

Fortunately, the scene that Zhao Xuan was worried about did not appear.

The grinding power generated by the yin and yang millstone is like an indestructible stone, blocking the true fire of the sun that comes like a huge wave.

Between the two, you burn me and I grind you, the needle is pointed against the wheat awn, and they never give in to each other.

As a result, what Yan Emperor Xuying thought was a devastating battle turned into a stalemate war of attrition between the two sides.

At this time, the advantage of Zhao Xuan's strong foundation was slowly revealed.

He calmly maintained the Yin-Yang Millstone, watching the arrogant Golden Crow gradually change from fierce and abnormal to tired and slumped, and then to a shaky figure.

It seemed that the Golden Crow could no longer maintain its form in the next moment.

The stalemate lasted for about half an hour.

The illusory golden crow suddenly exploded and turned into a raging fire.

The fire that had been gradually declining suddenly surged, and the sea of ​​​​fire rushed toward the Yin and Yang Millstone.

This short-lived flash in the pan did not bring much impact to Zhao Xuan.

He swayed and then steadied himself.

Without the blessing of blood in the form of the Golden Crow, Emperor Yan's shadow instantly lost control of the true fire of the sun between heaven and earth.

The rivers and lakes turned into water tanks again, no longer a threat to Zhao Xuan.

There is a saying that "take advantage of your illness to kill you" and "beat the drowned dog hard".

Zhao Xuan immediately counterattacked, and all the secret opponents who had been ambushing him broke out.

The yin and yang millstone that consumes everything has blocked all the paths of Emperor Yan's shadow, creating a situation of "catching turtles in an urn".

Yan Emperor's shadow looked at Xuan Ye's handsome face, which was not inferior to Zhao Xuan's, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you will win?"

He suddenly smiled and said: "Did you know that the old immortal has a hidden hand?"

"The virtues of heaven and earth illuminate the whole world. Fire God Cauldron, listen to my command and kill for me."

I saw him mumbling words and waving his arms, trying to awaken the Vulcan Cauldron in Zhao Xuan's body and give Zhao Xuan a heavy blow.

After a few breaths, Emperor Yan's virtual smile froze on his face.

He clearly felt that the Vulcan Cauldron in Zhao Xuan's body heard his call, but did not move at all.

what happened?

He remembered that I had a secret hand. No matter who took the Vulcan Cauldron, they would not be able to completely refine it.

As long as you recite the mantra, you can easily seize control of the Vulcan Cauldron.

But why didn't it work after he recited the mantra?
Did I lie to him?
Impossible, I kept it secretly for myself, how could I lie to him.

He looked at Zhao Xuan angrily: "What did you, a thief, do to the Vulcan Cauldron? How could it not listen to my call?"

What have you done?
Zhao Xuan quickly found a prompt: "You spent a lot of resources to repair the Fire God Cauldron. The artifact has a spirit, and I am willing to be completely refined by you."

It was probably a hidden trick, but with his talent, it had long been eliminated.

　The flu has been spreading all over the place recently, so readers, please take care of yourself.

　　The author coughed so much that his throat almost broke, and he went to the hospital for a long time that night.

　　I took some medicine and felt dizzy.

　　There's only one chapter today, sorry.

　　
　
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