Chapter 1829 Purple Fire
The remaining sun clenched his big fist into a cracking sound and said, "The little bastard is really getting more and more ignorant of the heavens and the earth."
"I'll beat you up today and blossom on all sides!"
The Martial Saint disciple smiled disdainfully and said, "I thought that you high-level warriors were so powerful. You are truly shaless."
"Alright, I'll let you see how powerful this Young Master's Divine Grade Fire Vein talent is."
After saying that, the man raised his hand and pointed.
The high explosive fla power turned into a line of fire, instantly hitting Can Yang's shoulder, even piercing through his shoulder.
Pu!
A bloody hole exploded on Canyang's left shoulder, and fresh blood sprayed out from his back shoulder.
"Hiss" Yuan ng and Xiao Jun both sucked in a breath of cold air.
Xiao Jun was shocked and said, "I'm really going to die. Can Yang's physical fitness is incomparably strong. He was actually pierced through by soone's finger!"
"What, do you still think you're a character?" The Martial Saint believer's expression was ferocious as he smiled excitedly, "The feeling of killing a higher plane can always make my blood boil. Hahahaha."
That Can Yang's expression was grave. He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his shoulder. Fortunately, his body was large enough, so this piercing wound was not harmful.
"Fire elent?" Canyang shook his shoulders, then bent his body and let out a low roar from his throat.
As for his predecessor, his entire body had turned red, like a sea of flas wrapped in a humanoid glass.
As a result, Canyang's body mass greatly increased, quickly giving him the mass of a small star.
What surprised him was that the wound on his shoulder could not be repaired.
The Martial Saint believer nodded slightly and said, "You can be considered one of the best trash. There's no need to look. You can't repair my divine grade fla burning effect in a short period of ti."
'"I'm not afraid to tell you that you have to spend at least two hours training to force away the remaining fire elentium from the wound after being burned by my flas. Unfortunately, you don't have the ti to do so."
"It doesn't matter. Grandpa will kill you now and slowly recover!" Canyang shook his huge body.
As he spoke, the remaining sun imdiately turned into a streak of fla and charged towards the Martial Saint believer. He roared, "Let's see if your fire elent strength is stronger or grandfather's fire elent strength is stronger!"
The Martial Saint disciple said disdainfully, "I don't know how to advance or retreat."
With that, he suddenly spread out his arms and a pair of enormous flaming wings took shape behind him.
Imdiately after, he swung his arms and slapped forward. A pair of flaming palms heavily clapped together.
Boom!
As his palms clapped together, they imdiately ford a pillar of flas that spanned the sky!
The pillar of fla exploded forward violently, smashing into Can Yang's body with a boom, forcing him to be unable to take another half step forward.
The pillar of fla was about to pass.
The Martial Saint believer spread out his arms and slapped his palms again.
Boom!
The second pillar of fla shot out and landed on the sun.
The remaining sun was unable to resist, and his entire body was sent flying by the fierce fire.
Yuan ng and Xiao Jun were dumbfounded. In their eyes, Canyang was a big bull.
"Hey." The Martial Saint believer said, "Little Heavenly Grade Fire Vein, you dare to compete with . I will kill your trash at the sixth level of Martial Saint!" "I will kill your trash at the ninth level of Martial Saint!"
"This move will kill you!"
"Interdiate Dao Grade! Purple Fire, Brahma Star!"
This person raised his right hand, and a fiery red lotus rose from his palm!
At the sa ti, massive amounts of red flas rose up from his palm. These red flas were constantly absorbed by the fiery red lotus flower.
Gradually, the fiery red lotus flower turned purple!
"Not good, he's actually a mid-tier Dao Grade martial artist. Where did he learn this kind of low-level martial artist!" Yuan ng's expression changed drastically.
"Quickly save Can Yang!"
The lotus flower on the Martial Saint believer's palm had completely turned purple and no longer absorbed the flas.
However, he used his left hand to pick a purple petal from the purple lotus flower and pointed his finger at the sunset that was thrown away.
The purple flower petal suddenly turned into a wisp of purple fire that wrapped around his fingertips. Following his finger, a purple fla streaked across the sky!
Too fast!
This purple fla was incomparably shocking. Its power was so strong that it easily reached a high temperature of 500,000 degrees Celsius!
Bai Wudao, who had once been in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, was only at this level.
But now, this terrifying temperature was actually released from the hands of a sixth level Martial Saint!
Yuan ng had already charged again. He wanted to save Can Yang, but his speed was far inferior to the speed of the purple line of fire. He saw that the purple fire was about to hit Can Yang.
"Mirror of Light!"
Suddenly, Xiao Jun shouted.
Two mirrors appeared in the sky, one in front of Xiao Jun and the other in front of the sun.
Xiao Jun quickly stepped into the mirror in front of him. At the sa ti, he walked out of the mirror in front of him.
He hurriedly pulled Canyang into the mirror, and the two of them retreated back to the mirror and retreated from the mirror where Xiao Jun had been.
But at this mont, Xiao Jun still dragged his feet. The purple fla line rushed out from between Xiao Jun and Can Yang.
After the two of them erged from the mirror, they felt a burning pain in their chests. Looking down, they saw that there was a scar on both of their chests.
The wound spread from the left rib to the right rib and extended out. The wound was concave and semicircular.
The flesh and blood on this wound, and even so of its ribs, had been burned away!
"Attack!" Xiao Jun roared.
Yuan ng's body shook, and he heard a buzzing sound coming from his body. Imdiately after, his entire body was covered in a layer of iron-green skin.
"Heh, earth vein?" The Martial Saint smiled coldly and said, "It's a good opponent. The little Martial Saint eighth layer is actually able to summon Netherworld tal so skillfully."
"It's a pity that if you reach the third level of the Heavenly Tribulation and possess the Netherworld Silver Body, I really can't do anything to you. But now, you're dead for sure."
Yuan ng rushed towards the Martial Saint believers like a bull.
The Martial Saint disciple smiled disdainfully, picked up a purple lace, and poked at Yuan ngdian, who was rushing over.
The purple flower petal turned into a strand of purple fire and shot towards Yuan ng's heart with a whoosh.
"Yuan ng, dodge!" Canyang roared.
Yuan ng looked at the purple flas coming towards him, his heart was also shocked, he hurriedly forcefully neutralized his charge, and barely dodged.
Pu!
The purple fla aiming at the heart was moved aside by Yuan ng, but it easily pierced through Yuan ng's left arm.
The flas pierced through his elbow, leaving behind a gold-sized wound.
"This" Yuan ng's expression paled in shock.
He possessed a body as strong as Nether Iron! He was actually pierced through by that person's finger!
"Hahahaha! A bunch of trash!" The Martial Saint believer laughed wildly, "In front of my divine grade fire vein, you are not worth ntioning at all!"
He plucked another purple petal and said, "You and I are so close, let's see how you can hide!"
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