Cheng Lingyu said: "Just bet on the head. Whoever loses will die here."

Cheng Qinghua's face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Brother Qi seems to be full of hatred for me, but have you won me?"

Cheng Lingyu said disdainfully: "Killing you is as easy as killing a dog."

Cheng Qinghua was furious and laughed wildly: "Brother Qi really respects you so much. Do you really think I'm not sure I'll come to you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you gamble?"

"Gambling, of course, bet, such a good opportunity. If I kill you, wouldn't I suppress my third brother Cheng Zhaolong again?"

Cheng Qinghua smiled gloomyly and slowly approached Cheng Lingyu.

On the side, five disciples of the Divine Fire Sect scattered one after another to make room for the two of them.

Cheng Lingyu looked at Cheng Qinghua and said indifferently: "In the fifth reunion of Zhenwu Lake, your speed surprised me a little."

Cheng Qinghua smiled and said, "The most deficient thing about the Divine Fire Sect is elixirs. It is too easy for me to improve my cultivation."

With a bent finger, a red flame shot towards Cheng Lingyu, not fast.

Cheng Lingyu said disdainfully: "Don't you feel embarrassed to use such flames to attack?"

With a wave of his hand, Cheng Lingyu had no intention of dodging or defending any of the flames hitting the back of his hand.

Cheng Qinghua was secretly annoyed and snorted: "I almost forgot that Brother Qi did not die under the invasion of the active metal source, and his body should be stronger than ordinary people."

As he approached, Cheng Qinghua flew with his hands, and the fierce palm wind stomped with the hot flames, launched a rapid attack.

Cheng Lingyu responded with a move and looked calm. He was thinking about Cheng Qinghua's trump card. What made him so confident that he dared to bet on life and death with himself?

"Brother Seven is good."

Cheng Qinghua praised him, but his hands became more and more urgent. With the realm of Juhu, he was amazing in combat power, and every palm contained the power of breaking mountains and splitting mountains.

Cheng Lingyu controlled his own strength. After entering the realm of Zhenwu, his physical body became stronger and had already reached a state of incomprehensible swords and guns. Unless it was a magic weapon, it would not be able to hurt his physical body.

Cheng Qinghua was secretly shocked. Cheng Lingyu's body was as hard as a stone, which was incredible.

"You have only learned this skill after you have been to Shenhuo Sect for so long?"

Cheng Lingyu's voice was sarcastic, and the cousins ​​were all unforgivable.

"Seventh brother, why bother to be anxious? Let's warm up first, so you will see my skills later."

Cheng Qinghua suddenly had a spike in his hand. It was a special weapon, quite sharp.

"This is called the King of Hell, Brother Seven will give it a try."

Cheng Qinghua smiled gloomyly, and the spikes in his hand were as fast as a stream of light, launching a fierce attack.

Cheng Lingyu laughed and said, "I think it should be called a little ghost. With your ability, you can't dance with a big sword and can only play with some small things. It's really sad."

With anger in his heart, Cheng Lingyu's mouth became more and more fierce.

Cheng Qinghua snorted angrily, the sharp moves in his hand were vicious and completely fatal to play.

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were bright, and he could clearly see the flaws in Cheng Qinghua's moves. He bounced his fingers in his hands, and sword energy roared through the air, directly bounced the spike away.

Nearby, the five disciples of the Divine Fire Sect looked different, and were shocked by Cheng Lingyu's performance.

Originally, in their hearts, Cheng Lingyu should be just an ordinary person, but who would have thought that this was not the case.

Cheng Qinghua performed amazingly in the Divine Fire Sect. In less than a year, he even rose to several levels and became a genius in the eyes of many people. He also became a powerful master, so he has a great status in the Divine Fire Sect.

"Brother Qi's ability to curse people is much better than before, but his skills are not very good."

Cheng Qinghua suddenly changed his move as he spoke, and strange patterns appeared at the top of the spikes. While attracting Cheng Lingyu's attention, a beam of sky blue flame suddenly shot out.

This flame came strangely, with a hot and terrible aura, and it arrived in front of Cheng Lingyu in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that there is nothing else worth mentioning except for the surprise attacks."

Cheng Lingyu sneered, hitting the flame with a punch, and the powerful shock wave made a loud thunder.

The sky blue flames were erupting, like blooming flowers, mostly wrapped around Cheng Lingyu's hands, and the hot high temperature wanted to destroy his palms.

Cheng Lingyu raised his eyebrows, and a black light appeared on his fist with his right hand, which swallowed the sky blue flame in the blink of an eye, and felt that the magic sword in his palm became more active.

"This flame is good, it's a big boost, let's do some more."

Cheng Lingyu sneered, but this is the truth.

Cheng Qinghua was intimidated and snorted: "I'm afraid you can't stand it."

The light at the end of the spike bloomed, and a beam of sky blue flame turned into a dragon, wrapping around Cheng Lingyu's right fist, making a slap sound.

"This is the blue crystal flame of my Divine Fire Sect's alchemy, which is enough to burn cultivators below the Soul Martial Realm to ashes."

Cheng Lingyu said sarcastically: "Is that so? This is the biggest trump card you think can defeat me?"

A black light once again emerged from Cheng Lingyu's fist. It was the Demonic Sword that felt the aura of the blue crystal flames and took the initiative to swallow it.

"What's going on? He's not afraid."

The five disciples of the Divine Fire Sect who were watching the battle were very surprised. They knew the domineering nature of Lan Jing Lieyan, but who would have thought that Cheng Lingyu was unscathed.

Cheng Qinghua's face changed in surprise and she growled: "It seems that I underestimate you."

Cheng Lingyu retorted: "What, do you regret it?"

Cheng Qinghua made five fingers into claws, grabbed the air, took the initiative to counterattack, and grabbed the spike. There were a large number of blue crystal flames on it, all of which were swallowed by the magic knife.

With a snap, the spike broke.

Cheng Qinghua roared. This was the weapon given to him by his master, known as the King of Hell, but it was now destroyed in Cheng Lingyu's hands.

After throwing away the spikes, Cheng Qinghua launched a fierce attack, with both fists running through Qianjun, which was very fierce.

Cheng Lingyu counterattacked with moves and fought back. His terrifying combat power made Cheng Qinghua vomit blood and retreat, and his cold face was filled with an incredible expression.

"If you have only this skill, then go on the road."

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were like a knife, his fists were as heavy as a mountain, and each fist had the power to open the mountain and split the mountain. With just three moves, Cheng Qinghua's right hand was interrupted, and an angry scream came out.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you, die."

Cheng Qinghua screamed, and a snake shadow suddenly appeared on his head, and his cold eyes emitted a chilling gaze.

Cheng Lingyu paused, and a hint of surprise appeared on his handsome face.

"Snake soul, I almost forgot."

Cheng Qinghua's facial features were twisted and his expression was ferocious. He smiled and said, "Yes, it's the snake soul. This is my biggest reliance. Just go and die."

The snake soul's eyes were cold, and it looked like a phantom, but it had the power to capture the soul and absorbed the soul. It slowly approached Cheng Lingyu, as if it was about to swallow him.

Cheng Lingyu's mind was shocked, and his eyes instantly emitted evil light, urging the second level of the demon's pupil with all his strength - Soul Locking Fixing!

The snake soul fused by Cheng Qinghua comes from an active metal source. Unlike ordinary beast souls, it has strange and unpredictable power.

The reason why Cheng Qinghua's cultivation has soared is because of this snake soul.

The snake soul's eyes were fascinating, but when it met Cheng Lingyu's magical eye technique, it seemed a little passive.

The snake soul was cruel and determined to devour Cheng Lingyu's soul, but it was subjected to a strong counterattack.

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were extremely strange, exuding the power of demonic charm, and had extremely strong penetration and shock.

Cheng Qinghua laughed wildly and believed that he would win and not lose.

Cheng Lingyu frowned slightly and felt the powerful oppression from the snake soul, which was equivalent to facing a master in the soul martial arts realm.

The soul-attracting power of the snake soul was constantly invading Cheng Lingyu's consciousness space, but was resisted by the magic eye technique.

The two sides were stalemate for a moment, and Cheng Lingyu felt a little overwhelmed. The magic eye technique was forced to retreat continuously, and the grass in the sea of ​​consciousness was shaking gently.

When the snake soul's soul's soul's seduction power successfully invaded Cheng Lingyu's consciousness space, it attracted the attention of the grass. Its two leaves swayed gently, and a silent shock wave instantly spread around, directly erasing the snake soul's seduction power.

The next moment, the snake soul was shocked and quickly retreated, looking at Cheng Lingyu with a cold look.

"You're okay?"

Cheng Qinghua stopped smiling, his face full of astonishment.

Cheng Lingyu said coldly: "It's disappointing you, now it's my turn to attack."

By activating the Thousand Layers of Snow, combined with the magic eye technique, Cheng Lingyu locked the snake soul and found that the second level of soul locking and fixing of the magic eye had a significant restraining effect on the snake soul.

This is the power of soul locking. Although Cheng Lingyu's current cultivation level is insufficient and he cannot completely lock the snake soul and imprison its freedom, he can also interfere with its actions.

He jumped up and Cheng Lingyu spread his wings like a big roc, attacking the snake's soul.

Cheng Qinghua woke up, and although he was surprised, he couldn't help but mock him: "You want to deal with the snake soul, you are simply overestimating your ability."

The snake soul was vicious and exuded a fierce aura all over his body, and he took the initiative to launch a counterattack.

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were visible to his hair, and his fists contained the most yang and strong force, which made the void shatter and time and space tremble.

"It's useless. My snake soul is not a tangible thing. Your attack like this is useless to it."

Cheng Qinghua laughed loudly, full of ridicule.

Cheng Lingyu was unmoved and his hands flew wildly. He obviously couldn't hurt the snake soul, but he did not stop.

The snake soul is an invisible thing with an extremely terrifying mental attack, which easily penetrates Cheng Lingyu's defense and reaches his eyebrows.

Cheng Lingyu opened his eyes angrily, his right hand turned into a claw, and he suddenly grabbed the snake soul.

At that moment, a black vortex appeared in Cheng Lingyu's right palm, and a black scimitar rotated and flew into the vortex, releasing a terrifying aura.

The snake soul was alert and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Cheng Lingyu grabbed the snake soul, and the underworld magic sword in his palm appeared and flew around, like a demon.

The snake soul was panicked and exclaimed, and the harsh and sharp sound penetrated the eardrums, causing Cheng Qinghua to scream.

On the side, the disciples of the Divine Fire Sect who were watching the battle were shocked, and someone shouted: "Come to help quickly."

This is Yunyang City, the territory of the Shenhuo Sect. The disciples under the sect have special methods of transmission when encountering danger.
Chapter completed!