As he said that, the hands of Fuxi's real body slammed down, and the protective shield formed by the three square-faced youths completely collapsed.

"No!"

The three youths with square faces roared, with despair in their eyes. Fuxi's hands were too terrifying and powerful, and they couldn't resist at all.

Pooh!

The giant hand fell, and the three of them didn't even groan, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and even the Nascent Soul was destroyed by the powerful force and turned into dust.

Yan Ruhuo, who was rushing over, froze immediately, his eyes were extremely gloomy, all the disciples he brought this time were killed by Zhuo Wen, and Yan Ruhuo was furious in his heart.

"Ruhuo, don't hold back, kill this son!"

On the phoenix phantom, Elder Linghuo's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said to Yan Ruhuo.

If it wasn't for Yanji's reasons, Elder Linghuo might have made the move himself.

"Zhuowen, now that you are in the sky, no one can save you."

The smoke roared like fire, and his whole body was like fire. When he pinched his hands, the law of fire was in the palms of both hands, turning into two flaming long knives.

"cut!"

In the sky above Zhuo Wen, Yan Ruhuo danced his hands violently, and the flames of the two knives erupted, and a terrifying line of fire burst out, cutting down.

"Why am I, Zhuowen, afraid?"

Zhuo Wen reached out with his right hand, holding the tiger-headed Zhan golden spear in his palm, his left eye suddenly turned fiery red, and the law of the fire system gushed out of it, and then wiped the surface of the spear with his right hand, the law of the fire system surged and turned into a musket.

Whoosh!

Like a tricky poisonous snake, the musket swung upwards and landed on the pair of knives with precision.

Boom!

Immediately, the waves of fire spread in all directions, like waves on a vast ocean, and the range of the waves of fire was huge, stretching for thousands of miles.

Yanji and Elder Linghuo raised their protective shields to completely block the incoming fire waves.

"Seventh Emperor Realm, you can be proud enough to have this level of combat power, but your time of pride will soon be ended by me, and I will send you to hell."

A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Yan Ruhuo's mouth, the saber's posture changed, and the flames on the saber turned into ropes and entwined towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and swung his right hand horizontally, trying to separate the flames.

"Everyone says that what I master is the law of fire, but they are all wrong. What I master is not only the law of fire, but also a power of law derived from the law of fire. This is A talent that belongs to me alone.�

Yan Ruhuo suddenly murmured to himself: "This power of law, I named it the law of fireworks. Smoke is like fire, and fire can explode. Like fireworks, the flame of explosion is the most gorgeous and beautiful."

Boom!

As soon as the smoky words fell, Zhuo Wen discovered that the flame separated by him suddenly expanded rapidly, and then, like fireworks, frightening flame flowers burst out.

Rumble!

Moreover, this kind of explosion was not short-lived, but continuous and continuous. In the space where Zhuo Wen was, countless flames erupted, forming gorgeous and colorful fireworks.

"The special law of fireworks derived from the laws of the fire system? Yan Ruhuo of your Burning Heaven Sect is really a peerless genius. You can comprehend such an extraordinary law from the laws of the fire system."

Not far away, Yanji's eyes became serious, and even he was a little shocked by the unique law of pyrotechnics.

"Hehe, it's not easy to be the Holy Son of the Burning Heaven Sect. Since Yan Ruhuo can become the Holy Son, it has already proved his talent and strength."

"Of course, Zhuo Wen is also doomed. Yan Ruhuo, who possesses two laws, already has the strength to obliterate the semi-saint, not to mention Zhuo Wen who is in the seventh level of emperor."

Elder Linghuo raised his chin high, squinted at the battlefield where fireworks were constantly blooming, and his mouth was full of a smug smile.

Both Yan Ji and Shao Yu frowned. Although they were extremely worried, they did not believe that Zhuo Wen would fall so easily.

"What beautiful fireworks, Zhuowen, you can die under such fireworks, and die in peace."

Yan Ruhuo's eyes were blurred, looking down at the constantly blooming fireworks in the void below, the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

"Die and rest in peace? You are not qualified to let me die in peace."

An indifferent voice resounded from the fireworks, and the smile on the corner of Yan Ruhuo's mouth suddenly froze, his eyes moved down, and landed on the source of the sound.

I saw, amidst countless fireworks, a figure slowly stepped out. This figure was slender and handsome. JrNovels.com