Burning Heaven

Wendao Square is surrounded by green peaks and emerald mountains, towering hills on both sides, and the mountains are full of green trees. Looking far away, the golden-clawed dragon has disappeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds, and the sunset is going straight to the sea of ​​clouds at this time, as if greeting, carefully Observe, there is a white fog gathering in the square, why is there a white fog gathering at this time?No one can tell if the way is unclear, but this is one of the wonders of Sanqing Mountain's misty fairyland.

After two quarters of an hour of breath adjustment, Luo Haoyu returned to the state of radiance, or in other words, he seemed to have never been out of the state of being free and easy.

Before the final of Group B was about to start, Lin Mofeng looked up at the Great Elder Qingwu floating in the air, his eyes were full of confusion, but the Great Elder Qingwu just nodded at Lin Mofeng expressionlessly, signaling for Lin Mofeng to Feng came to the stage for a decisive battle.

Amidst the fierce applause of hundreds of disciples, this battle of the mine world is about to start, and this exciting moment is coming.

Who will win?After three sticks of incense, you can know a thing or two.

In the bright voice of Dao Kun's head, the final of Group B finally started. Lin Mofeng, a disciple of Zhenyao Pavilion, played against Luo Haoyu, a disciple of Shangqingjiao.

One is to practice hard for eight years, just to prove that my efforts are not in vain at this moment, to prove the unshakable majesty of Zhenyao Pavilion, and to prove that Great Elder Qingwu does not, and will never misjudge anyone. Lin Mofeng.

One is the handsome and talented Luo Haoyu. In the eight years since Luo Haoyu entered the Sanqing Sect, he has become famous among all the Sanqing Sects because of his high comprehension and fast practice. , and more and more doomed to a rebellious character in the future.

"Disciple of Zhenyao Pavilion, Lin Mofeng, please enlighten me," Lin Mofeng said angrily.

"Boom" sound.

Luo Haoyu on the stage threw the wine gourd behind him chicly, and said cynically:

"Luo Haoyu, please enlighten me"

Suddenly, Lin Mofeng clenched his fists tightly, shouted loudly, and quickly pulled out the Stars Sword. Suddenly, the light was bright, and the surroundings were full of murderous intentions, and he stabbed at Luo Haoyu without saying a word.

Luo Haoyu, on the other hand, was not afraid at all, with a smile on his face, a faint light glowed all over his body, he suddenly rose into the air with a wooden sword in his hand, spun around in the air, suddenly released a mysterious light, and then fell to the ground gracefully, silently reciting the magic art in his mouth, constantly Lights were constantly lit on the wooden sword, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Haoyu's whole body erupted with a strong aura.

Lin Mofeng knew that Luo Haoyu had already unleashed all his strength at this time, Lin Mofeng laughed out loud, and swiped at Luo Haoyu with the Star Sword in his hand, a wave of sharp cold light rippled towards Luo Hao Yu attacked.

Seeing this, Luo Haoyu's expression changed drastically, he quickly turned his backhand to hold the sword, and raised it flat to his chest to block it.

Suddenly, there was another loud bang from the gossip stage. All the disciples looked carefully and saw that the wooden sword had been shattered by the sword energy. Luo Haoyu on one side was panting back and forth, while Lin Mofeng was nervous. Holding the Fanxing Sword, he looked angrily at Luo Haoyu who looked a little embarrassed in front of him.

When the wind blows, there are faint maple leaves floating by, full of a little desolation.

"Luo Haoyu, pull out your thunderbolt sword!!!" Lin Mofeng shouted loudly.

"Draw out your thunder sword"

"Draw out your thunder sword"

The sound of shouting echoed continuously, like a fierce knife wind, stabbing Luo Haoyu's proud heart back and forth. After a long time, the veins all over Luo Haoyu's body burst out, and his tightly clenched hands slowly spread out. Look, it turned out that Luo Haoyu's palm was overflowing with traces of blood. Perhaps, Luo Haoyu realized from this moment that there was a huge disparity between him and Lin Mofeng in real strength.

"Lin Mofeng, you are the first person to make me pull out the Thunderbolt Sword!!!" Luo Haoyu clenched his teeth, and slowly stretched out his trembling right hand towards the dragon-headed giant sword on his back.

"Rage Thunder Sword? Daokun, you gave Luo Haoyu this Rage Thunder Sword?" Amidst the auspicious clouds, Great Elder Qingwu said in shock. From its appearance, it seems that the Rage Thunder Sword has a lot of background.

"Great Elder, Elder Qingyuan's Thunderbolt Sword has been silent in the sect for thousands of years. Luo Haoyu's understanding of swordsmanship in the past eight years is extremely high. In order to encourage him, I gave the Thunderbolt Sword of Second Elder Yu Luohaoyu." Daokun said calmly.

"Rage Thunder Sword, hey..." the Great Elder sighed endlessly.

Suddenly, as if a thunderbolt from the blue sky hit the Great Elder, Great Elder Qingwu suddenly raised his head in shock, trembling all over, showing a face of disbelief towards the misty mountain peak, a few seconds later, Great Elder Qingwu Nervously said to the head of Dao Kun:

"Dao Kun, I'm going to leave for a while. I have something to send to me." After the elder Qingwu said, his figure quickly disappeared. The elders and the head teacher in the air were very puzzled, but they didn't dare to say anything. Can continue to look down.

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Luo Haoyu yelled, and pulled out the Thunderbolt Sword with difficulty. He carefully looked at the dragon head hilt of the Thunderbolt Sword, and the sword body was entwined with silk and made a loud "Zizi" sound. This sword is about 2 feet long. After the body came out of the body, a monstrous aura suddenly erupted, and suddenly, the situation between the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder and lightning flashed endlessly.

It seems that this sword is not so easy to control in Luo Haoyu's hands, but at this moment Lin Mofeng's face is extremely nervous, his eyes are fixed on the Leisi giant sword in Luo Haoyu's hand.

"The Sword of Fury, it's actually the Sword of Thunder..." Many disciples in the audience exclaimed loudly.

Lin Mofeng knew the origin of this sword.

Thunderbolt Sword: A medium-grade spiritual tool, it is the famous magic weapon of Qingyuan (deceased), the second elder of the Sanqing sect. This sword is made of high-quality materials. In order to protect the Lord, he did not hesitate to fight against Tianlei, and was saved by Elder Qingyuan when he was about to die. In the end, Elder Qingyuan was able to survive the Tianlei under difficult conditions, which has a great relationship with this sword. Relationship, in the future, when the Second Elder Qingyuan took out this sword for the second time, he discovered miraculously that this sword had an extra thunder force. Thunder sword.

At this time,.The furious thunder sword in Luo Haoyu's hand was flying, and the lightning bolts scattered in all directions, and the people around would be seriously injured if they got close.And the Thunderbolt Sword in Luo Haoyu's hand was indeed worthy of a famous sword, and the Leisi Sword Shadow enveloped the two of them as soon as it was used.Under the halo of the shadow of the sword, there are two figures flying up and down fighting, the two figures chase each other back and forth, the symphony of swords and swords continues, and the fierce fighting continues.

"Come on, Mo Feng, kill him!!! Kill him!" Beside the gossip stage, Wang Xiaohu, who had already comforted Luo Yanxue, yelled loudly at this moment, held his breath hard, and beat the drum with all his strength. Hate is gnashing teeth, it seems that he has never forgotten that punch that Luo Haoyu gave in Guanyuandao back then...

asked the distance of the square.

On the top of the sea of ​​clouds, on the mountain range at the altitude of Taiqing Peak, there is a frail old man, leaning against a tree with a crooked neck on the top of the mountain. , his withered body curled up in the headwind, making people feel like they are going to fall apart at any time after watching it, but his eyes kept looking down at Wendao Square, the two people fighting on the gossip stage, and his mouth kept saying Show a smile.

And behind the old man's withered body, the phantom of Great Elder Qingwu gradually emerged. After appearing, Great Elder Qingwu looked tense, did not dare to speak or take a step forward, and stood behind the old man all the time, full of The color of awe......