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Chapter 338: Frost and Fire

No one could have thought that Luo Gan would suddenly launch an attack at this time. Even though everyone had already taken a certain degree of caution against him and no longer simply regarded him as a monk in the Tongzhi Clan, his strength still did not attract much attention.

This is normal, because in terms of personal strength, Luo Gan is indeed still a certain gap compared to monks like Lian Yunfan and Dulun. He dare not say that he can win steadily when facing any monk in the Xinhe Realm.

But, after all, this is not a single fight on the ring, and magicians have always been the best at fighting on the battlefield. The title of the battlefield meat grinder is not for nothing.

Compared with the attack power, Luo Gan has never been afraid of anyone. Even Bai Feiyang, Luo Gan dared to say that he is definitely not his opponent in simple attack. Apart from a pervert like Master, Luo Gan has never seen a cultivator who can be stronger than himself in terms of magic power. No, maybe Li Chou could be considered one just now, but it was just uncertain. Moreover, the attack range of the Buji Sword Technique is obviously far worse than Luo Gan's magic.

It was exactly the same as when he was attending the talent selection conference on Moyun Peak, the whistling wind and snow slapped at the monks of Xinhe Domain. The monks of Tianmu Domain on the side had seen Luo Gan's move, so they naturally prepared to defend themselves early.

"Oh, Luo Gan's trick is good at everything, but he doesn't distinguish between enemies and us. It's really a headache." Zu Ming said helplessly.

You should know that this is the result of Luo Gan's deliberate control, but Luo Gan's strength is not very strong after all, and his control over magic cannot be achieved like Jill, so he can only do this level.

The opportunity had been created by Luo Gan. If he could not grasp this, Lian Yunfan would not be worthy of being an inner disciple of the Lieshan Sect. During this period, Lian Yunfan suddenly exerted force with his feet, tapped a few times in the void, and rushed to the two cultivators of the Heavenly Intent Sect at an incredible speed. Then he stretched out his long sword and stabbed one of the cultivators hard.

A muffled groan came, and the cultivator of the Tianyi Sect obviously suffered a lot of damage, but he would not have lost his life just like that depending on the situation.

Tang Hui had just reacted and followed Lian Yunfan's footsteps to another cultivator of the Tianyi Sect, and also raised his long sword to stab in. Unfortunately, the cultivator of the Tianyi Sect had expected that even though he was surrounded by frost, he still avoided Tang Hui's fatal blow. Instead, he used Tang Hui's fire-moving spiritual power to melt a lot of the frost on his body.

None of the monks from the Tianyi Sect and the Bagua Sect are cultivators who practice the Water Walking Skills, so they only have a faint discomfort in the face of a sudden change of environment, but the Tianmu Domain is different. Although Tang Hui, Lian Yunfan and even Yang Xiaoxiao practice the Fire Walking Skills are a bit uncomfortable, there are cultivators who practice the Water Walking Skills, namely Huo Sixian and Mo Tong from the Dongfu Sword Sect.

Huo Sixian's genius can naturally be verified by the entire Tianmu Realm, and Huo Sixian, who was the senior brother of Dongfu Jianmen before, could naturally seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Mo Tong, help me escape the formation." Huo Sixian said just this and suddenly stood there and closed his eyes, obviously he was about to use his ultimate move.

Mo Tong naturally understood what Huo Sixian meant and quickly turned around and blocked between Huo Sixian and their opponent.

The cultivator of the Tianyi Sect opposite would naturally not let Huo Sixian release his moves so simply. Even if they were only in the Tongmai stage, the cultivators of the Tianmu Realm gave them enough surprises today, and he definitely didn't want to taste any surprises again.

This Tianyi Sect cultivator is a relatively common weapon cultivator, but unlike the sword cultivator everywhere, his weapon is a red flag. Many people in the cultivation world have flag-shaped magic weapons, such as Yunze of Qinglan Sect, who has a defensive flag magic weapon, but it is rare for monks who use flags as weapons.

The monk from Tianyi Sect used his hands to waving his flag frantically. As he waved, some low-level monsters kept coming out of the red flag. Although these monsters were no different from normal monsters, they were covered in red, and they were obviously composed of the fire-moving spiritual power of this monk from Tianyi Sect.

"Hmph, water and fire are two kinds of five elements that are mutually generated and restrained. If you have the difference in your cultivation level with me, it seems that it is still possible to defeat me in this environment. But you two are just mere meridians. Even if you have the right time and place, what can you do if you have the right time and place?" The cultivator of the Tianyi Sect couldn't help but increase his confidence in looking at the spirit of the monster he summoned, and couldn't help but mock Huo Sixian and Mo Tong.

"go"

With the order of the cultivator of the Tianyi Sect, the red monsters composed of his spiritual power rushed towards Huo Sixian like a thunderbolt, and he himself was hiding behind the group of monsters, like a sinister moment, waiting for an excellent opportunity to come out at any time.

But Huo Sixian did not open his eyes. Even so, he was still releasing his moves. He believed that Mo Tong would protect him, so he handed over all the burden to Mo Tong.

Mo Tong stood alone in front of Huo Sixian, facing the red army of monsters of the Tianyi Sect cultivators, Mo Tong stood there as arrogantly as a branch of a proud snow-covered plum blossom blooming alone without any intention of getting out of the way.

"Ha, it's interesting. Do you think this can stop me?" The cultivator of the Tianyi Sect looked at Mo Tong and wanted to take his move, and couldn't help but smile with a cruel smile. He seemed to have seen Mo Tong's monsters summoned by him ate them crazy.

But in the end, the picture imagined by the monks of the Tianyi Sect still did not appear. Mo Tong not only stood intact but also blocked the attack of his so-called spiritual monster.

"Impossible, this guy is just a meridian stage. Even with the right time and place, he will never be able to block my move. Besides, my Red Skill Banner is of high quality. How could these monsters be blocked by her so simply?" The cultivator of the Tianyi Sect looked at the situation in front of him in shock.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Tong is indeed not able to block this attack from the cultivator of the Tianyi Sect. If Huo Sixian was born, it would be acceptable. Mo Tong's strength could not reach that level. But what no one saw was that the long swords in Huo Sixian and Mo Tong's hands had already been replaced at this time.

At this time, Mo Tong's hand was the famous Bingchi Sword in Kuraki City.

That's right, in terms of cultivation, the monks in the Xinhe Realm are indeed one step ahead of the monks in the Tianmu Realm. But their strength is not just cultivation. After all, Huo Sixian and the others are all the training targets of various sects in Cangmu City. The weapons and magic weapons in their hands are not comparable to those of the Tianyi Sect.
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