Super Monk

"This boy is dead!"

The fire swords fell down fiercely. The dense fire swords were full of strange and powerful flames. Before the dense fire swords fell down, the hard rocks on the ground had been burned and melted.

The rocks were red by the scorching temperature in the air. The rocks around Zhao Fugui began to melt directly. The melting of the rocks was like small pieces of magma. If ordinary people were here, they would have been burned to ashes.

Let alone ordinary people, even the friars with lower strength are dead. Even the immortals can't stay in such a temperature for a long time.

It's just the temperature transmitted through the air, and it hasn't touched the magic fire on the fire sword. If it directly touches the magic fire, the celestial beings will be burned directly. If the golden fairy doesn't use the magic power to resist, he will be seriously injured in an instant.

But Zhao Fugui was standing under the dense fire sword with a dull look, and he didn't even mean to resist.

"Hum!"

The first fire sword fell and stabbed Zhao Fugui instantly. On Zhao Fugui's Dharma body, a dark golden light flashed. The fire sword left only a faint white spot on Zhao Fugui's body. Zhao Fugui's star body resisted the fire sword without any damage.

The first fire sword fell, followed by the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth. The dense fire swords suddenly fell. One by one, the fire swords hit Zhao Fugui, making a dull sound. The fire swords seemed to hit some very hard objects.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhao Fugui's figure was completely engulfed by the sea of fire. The members of the Kunlun conclave with silver masks had retreated to the distance. If they did not retreat to the distance, they could not bear the terrible heat here. The fire was frightening.

"Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, what kind of lucky son, what kind of genius, under the sky burning sword rain, I have to give up my hands and get caught!" The light of the fire obscured the sight, and the elder miexian gave out a very proud laugh.

Although his sky burning sword rain was partially resisted by Zhao Fugui's wall of stars, the rest of the fire sword still fell heavily on Zhao Fugui. Unless Zhao Fugui is a great wizard and has a strong body to resist, he will die.

In addition to the wizard, even if the former warlock elder used the Dharma to resist the sky burning sword rain, even if he could not die, he would be seriously injured.

"I'm afraid the boy will be burned to ashes by the divine fire. When the boy is burned to ashes, the xuanhuang Linglong tower and the Qi of the earth will become ownerless things. At that time, it seems that this kind of spirit will escape by itself. We are ready to intercept it!" Elder Lei Yin also showed a smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

But they waited for the flame to burn until all the fire swords in the sky fell, but xuanhuang Linglong tower didn't appear, and the air of the earth didn't appear, and these things didn't appear.

"Why, what's the matter? Why didn't the xuanhuang Linglong pagoda and the Qi of the earth appear? " After waiting for a while, the flame of burning mountains and destroying rocks has begun to gradually extinguish, but the xuanhuang Linglong tower and the air of the earth still do not appear. Elder Lei Yin's face begins to look ugly, and there is a look of doubt in his eyes.

Is that boy still alive? But how is that possible?

Not only elder Lei Yin, but also elder miexian showed a look of doubt. This is the first time that he doubted the power of his sky burning sword rain.

"Look, isn't that a man?" At this time, a silver mask standing in the distance suddenly exclaimed, and the faces of elder Lei Yin and elder miexian began to look ugly.

In the flames all over the sky, a figure stepped on the melting magma on the ground step by step. The figure stepped on the magma, but the extremely hot magma could not hurt the figure.

"This boy is not dead?" Elder Lei Yin's face showed an unbelievable look. Even the elder of Kunlun secret society opened his eyes fiercely, and a trace of gold in his eyes flashed by.

Zhao Fugui came out of the flames all over the sky. His whole body was full of blood. The fire swords of the sky burning sword rain left many wounds on him, and even a fire sword was directly inserted into Zhao Fugui's shoulder.

But Zhao Fugui was still calm and didn't seem to notice the wound at all.

Zhao Fugui walked out of the flame slowly. He held the sword on his shoulder and drew it out with his backhand.

"Bang!" The fire sword split from the immortal destroying sword was broken by Zhao Fugui.

Then, the shallow wounds on Zhao Fugui began to close and recover one by one. After breaking, he stood up. Zhao Fugui's star Taoist body was damaged in the rain of the sky burning sword. But this time, Zhao Fugui was not only OK, but also felt that the star Taoist body was closer and closer to Dacheng.

"Shushan sword sect is just like this!" Zhao Fugui walked out of the flames directly and said with a light look at the immortal exterminator.

"How can you be ok?" Elder miexian looks at Zhao Fugui in surprise and anger. Zhao Fugui is not dead. Elder miexian can't accept this, but he doesn't even get hurt. It's incredible.The immortal exterminator never saw any friar who could resist the sky burning sword rain that he urged with the immortal exterminator's sword without being hurt. This is impossible.

Step by step, Zhao Fugui stepped out of the flames. He stepped out, and elder miexian and elder Leiyin stepped back. They looked at Zhao Fugui like gods.

No, it's not only gods, even gods can't lightly carry the sky burning sword rain which is driven by the immortal destroying sword.

Not to mention the little gods under the six main gods, even the six main gods are not like this, are they? Even if Jiutian YingYuan Puhua immortal respected his relatives here, in the face of the sky burning sword rain urged by the immortal destroying sword, I'm afraid it's necessary to blow out a thunder to smash the sky full of sword rain.

Jiutian YingYuan Puhua immortal is a strong man of Da Luo Jinxian. Even the strong man of this level can't use his own Dharma to fight against the rain of burning sky sword. Is Zhao Fugui even stronger than Jiutian YingYuan Puhua immortal? It's impossible.

"Zhao Fugui, your strength is really unfathomable. The myth of Zhao, who used to be the number one in tianbang, really deserves its reputation!"

A clapping voice suddenly sounded, "Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa". The elder of the Kunlun conclave, who had never spoken, finally spoke.

"It's a pity you're still going to die!"