Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1684
boom!
A terrifying breath erupted from Zhao Futian's body, but the five-star Martial Emperor's breath had no effect on Xiao Ling at all, and the only thing Xiao Ling stared at was Zhao Futian's flame.

The flames around Zhao Futian's body were orange. In the orange flames, there were also lightning and thunder, which seemed to have incomparably violent power.

When this flame appeared, the temperature of the entire Haitian and Human World also rose suddenly, and one after another envied and hated eyes were projected. Obviously, many people coveted this terrifying flame.

"What? Scared?"

Zhao Futian sneered, and said, "Xiao Ling, this is the Nine Desolation Heaven Fire! It ranks No.12 on the Shenwu Heaven Fire Ranking!"

After introducing himself to Tianhuo, Zhao Futian looked at Xiao Ling confidently, with a smug expression, as if asking Xiao Ling, are you very envious?

"Sky fire? Who doesn't have it?"

The corner of Xiao Ling's mouth curled up, and he raised his palm, a ball of seven-color fire was beating in his palm. Compared with Zhao Futian's Nine Desolation Heaven Fire, his seven-color fire was even more gaudy.

"What kind of fire is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

When the seven-color fire appeared, Jiuhuang Tianhuo showed obvious fear, which was immediately felt by Zhao Futian, and the smug smile on his face slowly subsided, his eyes fixed on the seven-color fire. Apart from the obvious jealousy, there was more in his eyes. What is greedy.

"It's normal that you don't read much and don't have much knowledge."

Xiao Ling put away the seven-color fire, his face was full of sarcasm.

"Are you saying I don't read enough?"

Hearing Xiao Ling's unsalty words, Zhao Futian gritted his teeth, his eyes were extremely gloomy. In addition to refining elixirs, he usually consulted books related to elixirs. He had never been dared to say that he did not read much.

"Zhao Futian, according to the information I have, the sky fire controlled by Xiao Ling is called the seven-color fire, and its power is higher than that of the nine-color fire. Because the seven-color fire is a fusion of various sky fires, it has not been recorded in the Shenwu sky fire list..."

The old man in green robe came to Zhao Futian and told what he knew.

Hearing the words of the old man in green robe, Zhao Futian's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a touch of fear in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Ling.

For freaks who can fuse with Skyfire, no one seems to be able to do it in the Wulin Continent, or even in the ancient times of the Shenwu Continent.

Although Zhao Futian didn't know how Xiao Ling achieved this step, he knew that Xiao Ling had already surpassed him to a certain extent with this skill, even those super medicine emperors of Pill Tower, in the In this regard, he was also inferior to Xiao Ling.

"What? Scared? Do you still want to stand up for Langcheng now?"

Xiao Ling smiled faintly, Zhao Futian may have given him some attention in terms of refining medicine, but in terms of force, he did not take Zhao Futian seriously, the only person who made him pay attention was the old man in green robe beside Zhao Futian , although the aura on this person's body is extremely dark, but he still feels that this person's cultivation base is higher than Mu Lao's, and there are nine out of ten that he is at the level of Nine Star Martial Emperor.

"Am I afraid of you?"

After all, Zhao Futian is a young man with hot blood and good face, he can't stand Xiao Ling's provocation at all, no matter what, today's face must be recovered.

"Although your seven-color fire is more powerful than the Nine Desolation Sky Fire, it doesn't mean everything!"

Zhao Futian shouted: "If you have the guts, compete with me in the art of controlling fire! I will crush you with the art of controlling fire!"

"Playing with fire with me?"

Xiao Ling raised his brows and became interested. He may disdain to fight Zhao Futian, but he is interested in Zhao Futian in terms of alchemy and fire control. It just so happens that he also wants to try Zhao Futian's ability to control fire. After all, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Futian to be known as the number one genius of Danta for nothing.

"Brother Xiao Ling, you can't promise him."

Jin Taoqian hurriedly said: "In the younger generation in the imperial domain, if Zhao Futian said that he was the second in playing with fire, no one would dare to say that he was the first!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with astonishment, obviously he did not expect Zhao Futian to be so capable in playing with fire, in the imperial domain where there are so many strong people, it is really not easy to gain such a reputation up.

"What? Are you afraid now?"

Zhao Futian laughed, and said: "Since I know what I'm afraid of, then I won't make it difficult for you! As long as you apologize to Langcheng and offer a kind of sky fire as an apology, then this matter will be exposed like this!"

"What a lion!"

Xiao Ling shook his head with a smile, looked at Zhao Futian with a gloomy face, and said, "I'm not afraid of you! Since you are the youngest player in the Emperor's Domain, after today, you should also move your position and be a good person." Millennium number two!"

"Xiao Ling, you are really sharp! If you dare to say that, then you agree to play with me!"

Zhao Futian gritted his teeth, looking at Xiao Ling's calm face that was not ready for a beating, he really wanted to give Xiao Ling a hard look, but he didn't do that, even Langcheng, who was at the level of Seven Star Martial Emperor, was beaten up black and blue by Xiao Ling , if he made a move to fight Xiao Ling, he was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

"You want to play with me so much, then I will accompany you to the end!"

A hint of cunning flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. His level of playing with fire was also superb. What's more, his soul power was exceptionally strong, even stronger than Zhao Futian's. If so, his Seven-Color Fire can obviously crush the Nine Desolation Heaven Fire.

"You are very courageous! I will crush your self-confidence later! Let you understand the gap between us!"

A look of joy flashed across Zhao Futian's eyes. He was extremely confident in his fire-playing skills. Unless those heaven-defying medicine emperors took action, no one would be able to subdue him.

"Wait a minute, when we're playing with fire, we have to make some fun!" Xiao Ling laughed.

"How to say?"

Zhao Futian frowned slightly, his heart was already alive.

Xiao Ling said: "Let's make a bet! If you win, I will apologize to Langcheng! And, I will offer you the seven-color fire!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Zhao Futian gradually smiled. Could it be that Xiao Ling is the roundworm in his stomach?How come Xiao Ling knows what he thinks in his heart!
"If you lose, I will not only want Langcheng's life, but also your Nine Desolation Skyfire! So, do you dare to play?"

The corners of Xiao Ling's mouth curled up, and the clear and loud roar resounded, causing everyone present to tremble, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Zhao Futian's heart was also slightly shaken, and his gaze towards Xiao Ling became more gloomy.

His heart was shaken, and there was still a trace of lack of self-confidence.

If he really loses, is he really going to give the Nine Desolation Heaven Fire to Xiao Ling?
Could it be that Xiao Ling is so confident in his ability to play with fire that he can defeat him?

Zhao Futian fell into deep thought and entanglement, he wanted to agree to the bet that Xiao Ling lost, but he didn't want to agree to the bet that Xiao Ling won, because he wanted to get the Seven Color Fire without taking any risks.

The green-robed old man stood beside Zhao Futian, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Futian, you can't do it, it's best not to use the Nine Desolation Heaven Fire as a prize! No matter whether you win or lose, you can't take this risk!"

Zhao Futian naturally understood what the green-robed old man meant, and he didn't want to gamble with Jiuhuangtianhuo as a lottery.

"What? Coward?"

Xiao Ling spread his hands, sneered and said: "If you are cowardly, just admit defeat and obediently give me the title of Fire Control No.1!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's instigated words, Zhao Futian was angry and furious, he was right at all, he just didn't want to bet the lottery with the Nine Desolation Heaven Fire.

"Old Mo, I can actually use other things as a lottery."

Zhao Futian took a deep breath, and said: "I remember you have a ninth-grade medicinal plant named civet cat heart fruit, how about I take this as a lottery and make a bet with Xiao Ling. If I win, I will get the sky fire How about I share it with you?"

"This……"

The green-robed old man Zhao Futian called Mo Lao couldn't help but feel moved, he was indeed moved.

For Zhao Futian's strength, Mo Lao is very confident, and also believes that Zhao Futian can defeat Xiao Ling, but he is very cautious in doing things, and he doesn't want Zhao Futian to use Jiuhuangtianhuo as a bet.

Although the civet cat heart fruit is very precious to Mo Lao, it is obviously nothing compared with Tianhuo, not to mention that he will not need the civet cat heart fruit for a while, but if it is Tianhuo, if he can get it, it will be a big deal for him. Saying it definitely helps a lot.

"Row!"

Mo Lao nodded, and carefully handed a palm-sized box to Zhao Futian.

"Thank you Mo Lao, this is definitely the most proud investment in your life!"

Zhao Futian showed joy, he had already thought of many reasons in his heart, immediately looked at Xiao Ling, and said loudly: "Xiao Ling, I really want to bet with you with Jiuhuangtianhuo! But after all, Jiuhuangtianhuo is Danta's stuff, I can't take it out as a bet in private! So, I use the ninth-grade medicinal material civet cat's heart fruit as the first prize of the bet, what do you think?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Futian slowly opened the box, and immediately, the medicinal fragrance overflowed. After smelling the medicinal fragrance, many people felt that their flesh and blood were beating, and their whole bodies were full of energy. past.

Pfft!Pfft!
Countless eyes looked over, and saw a beating heart lying in the box. This heart was the size of a fist, and was covered with bloodshot eyes. If there were no nine obvious lines of medicinal materials, everyone would really think it was a living heart. Woolen cloth.

"It turned out to be a raccoon heart fruit!"

Xiao Ling took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

The civet cat heart fruit is a very special existence among the nine-grade medicinal materials. It looks like a living heart, but in fact it is a rare medicinal material. A civet cat tree can only bear one civet cat heart fruit in 1000 years. Xiu devoured the heart fruit of the civet cat, which would be of great help to the physical body, but if he did so, it would undoubtedly be a waste of money!

There are not many medicinal materials that can move Xiao Ling's heart, but the civet cat heart fruit is one of the few medicinal materials that can move Xiao Ling's face. That's because the civet cat heart fruit is an important medicinal material for refining the nine-turn life-returning pill!
"Although the ninth-grade medicinal materials are not as good as Tianhuo, I see that you look poor, and you probably won't be able to get other things to gamble with! So, I promise you to let the civet cat's heart fruit be the lottery of the bet!"

Xiao Ling smiled slightly, since the civet cat heart fruit appeared, he must definitely get it!

(End of this chapter)