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Chapter 2214 Eat your own fruit! (Tenth update!)

Looking at Mo Yiran, who was burning with raging flames all over his body and was rolling non-stop, the expressions of everyone nearby became extremely dignified.

"What kind of flame is this? How can it be so powerful?"

"Yeah, even the strong in the Condensed Yuan Realm can't handle it! The rank is probably extremely high."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be... the original fire!"

The original fire?

With this thought in mind, the eyes of the wealthy and aristocratic families looking at Xu Le became more and more complicated.

Zhao Zhu, the eldest son of the Zhao family, was already very lucky to be able to tame that kind of heaven and earth fire, but Xu Le was able to give birth to this original fire in his body, which is more than just good luck?She is simply the darling of heaven and earth!
Zhao Zhu stared at Chunyang Zhihuo in a daze, suddenly gave a wry smile, shook his head and said: "It seems that I am not Xu Le's opponent at all! Xu Le, when he fought with me before, it was obvious that he was lenient! Ruo Ruo Otherwise, this pure yang fire alone will make me suffer a lot."

Fatty Qian said carelessly: "Well, well, Xu Le, I can't even see through him, let alone you? Just get used to it, and being defeated by him... It's actually not shameful, you didn't look at Ning Yuan Jing was beaten to the point of death by Xu Le?"

It's better not to say this kind of consolation, it's better to say it's a blow than a consolation!

Zhao Zhu was speechless, but he had to say with a lot of emotion: "Well, you are right, maybe Xu Le and I are not at the same level of cultivators. By the way, what is Xu Le's cultivation level now? Why do I Can't understand it at all?"

Fatty Qian shrugged his shoulders, curled his lips and said, "It's not just you, I can't understand either, hehe, I guess the eldest princess knows, because the eldest princess often finds Xu Le to practice boxing."

This is a typical example of sprinkling salt on the wound, where the pot is not open, and which pot is lifted. Zhao Zhu pursued the eldest princess for so long, but the eldest princess ignored him. Xu Le practiced boxing,

This is the difference between the red fruit!
Zhao Zhu was silent for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head and said to Fatty Qian: "Fatty Qian, I have decided, after leaving Admiral of the Nine Gates, I will go to you to practice boxing every day when I have nothing to do, it is such a happy decision!"

Fatty Qian was stunned for a moment, and then went completely mad, "Zhao Zhu! Brother Zhao, Uncle Zhao, please do me a favor. It's not easy for Fatty Qian to raise such a fat body. If you want to practice boxing, go find Xu Le, don't look for me." !"

It's a pity that Zhao Zhu ignored him at all, and Fatty Qian wanted to cry without tears.

On the other side, Mo Yiran couldn't take it anymore after all, and no longer cared about his dignity as a strong man in the Condensation Realm, and began to beg for mercy on his own initiative,
"Xu Le! Spare me! Let it go! I, Mo Yiran, will never interfere with today's affairs!"

"Xu Le, please, please spare my life, I am willing to be your cow and horse, I swear! It will be of great benefit to you to have a servant like me!"

"Xu Le, you can't kill me, you will be in big trouble if you kill me! You can't kill me!"

"Ow!!!"

It's a pity that, no matter whether Mo Yiran was begging for mercy or threatening, Xu Le never made any progress, just sat on the horseback with a calm face, motionless.

More importantly, with the passage of time, the pure yang fire not only has no tendency to weaken, but has intensified.
It's not just Mo Yiran who can't stand it anymore, even the group of people under Admiral Jiumen who want to save him don't know where to start.

This is the fire of pure yang, whoever is infected will die, just like just now, two soldiers stepped forward and splashed water, but instead of saving Mo Yiran, they burned themselves with fire, which has already happened died.

"Xu Le, I beg you! I, Mo Yiran, swear to God, as long as you spare my life today, I will definitely follow your lead in the future! If you violate it, the heavens will strike you like thunder!"

This is a poisonous oath, especially for cultivators who understand the way of heaven. Once they betray the oath, they will be punished very terrifyingly by the way of heaven when they break through.

However, even though Mo Yiran had already spoken to such an extent, Xu Le still had no intention of letting him go.

Mo Yiran felt aggrieved, the mighty Yuan Condensed Realm powerhouse was defeated by Xu Le, and the defeat was so miserable that he might die at any time.

In fact, if he was not madly using the vitality of heaven and earth to counteract the power of the pure yang fire, he should have died long ago.

He is an evil cultivator between blood cultivator and ghost cultivator. He does all kinds of evil on weekdays. It is because of this bloody technique that under normal circumstances, cultivators of the same level are really not his opponents.
But what he was most afraid of was Chunyang. Coincidentally, Xu Le possessed the fire of Chunyang, and it was the original fire.

One thing falls one thing, the ancients never deceived me.

At this moment, Xu Le, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. He stared at Mo Yiran with cold eyes, and said in an extremely cold voice:
"Mo Yiran, you asked me to spare your life, but have you ever thought about whether you need to spare the lives of those babies who were innocently killed by you in order to practice such evil exercises? And, if I If you read correctly, the remnant souls of those babies have been tortured by you, right? Maybe, in your opinion, those are just ants, but unfortunately, I don’t think so! I, Xu Le, have never been a saint. But, at least, I only kill those who deserve to be killed! I don’t like you, so you must die, it’s as simple as that.”

Speaking of this, Xu Le paused for a moment, and then suddenly said lightly: "You people who were innocently killed by Mo Yiran and tortured for so many years, if you don't torture Mo Yiran now, when will you wait?" ? Haven’t shown up quickly?!”

After the words fell, everyone could clearly see that one skull after another suddenly emerged from Mo Yiran's body.

Xu Le manipulated the pure yang fire, leaving a gap, and those skulls nodded slightly to thank Xu Le,

Then, with a face full of madness, determination, and hatred, he got into Mo Yiran's body directly!
"Ow!!!!"

Backlash, this is the legendary backlash!
Mo Yiran committed countless crimes in his life, but in the end he reaped the consequences, and finally died at the hands of those remnant souls.

Of course, Xu Le's pure yang fire also played a huge role in it.

Mo Yiran is dead, and the dead can't die anymore.

Until then, Xu Le, who was sitting on the horseback, finally raised his head, and said calmly and calmly:

"Is there anyone else? Change to someone who can really fight!"

Under the command of the entire nine admirals,

Everyone looked at Xu Le with complicated faces, but they could only maintain an awkward silence!
Because, among them, no one is Xu Le's opponent!
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