The leader of the clan, Meng Huayang, was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with flowing black hair, eyes like torches, and a majestic and inviolable face. He appeared high in the sky, showing his invincible power.

The purple sun spread across the sky, shining with divine light, burning fiercely, burning out the surrounding clouds, and the scorching air waves spread outward like a tsunami.

The temperature between heaven and earth rose crazily due to the appearance of the purple sun. Many disciples were unbearably scorching. Some were burned and fell to the ground, while some were so frightened that they immediately collapsed.

"Ahhh...it's so hot...someone help me!"

"Quick! Go and save people!!"

Some disciples were burned to the point of falling to the ground, and the elders used their magic to save them.

The Jiuyang Immortal Sect suddenly fell into chaos.

They didn't expect that when the sect leader took action, they would be the first to suffer.

Meng Huayang was completely indifferent to this and just stared at Su Huohuo.

All the vegetation on Tianyang Mountain was burned by the high temperature of the Purple Sun and spontaneously combusted.

Faced with such a powerful force, Lang Meng and others did not retreat, but instead watched more intently.

"This Meng Huayang is so scary. Can Senior Su really handle it?" Jiang Muqing said nervously.

"With the first level of Shenhai against the third level of Shenhai, there is almost no chance of winning if it is replaced by other powerful people. But Su Huohuo is a genius, and he may not really be able to fight." Yun Qingyu made a judgment.

This was Ji Yinyin's first time seeing a battle between the powerful powers of the Divine Sea. Her expression was full of excitement and yearning, and her hands were so nervous that they were sweating: "It's such pure fire power, the fire spirit roots in my body are jumping."

With such vast and endless power of fire, is this the mighty power of the Divine Sea Realm?"

"Brother Bulang, if Su Huohuo can't beat him, what should we do?"

An Bulang smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can kill Meng Huayang with just one slap."

Everyone was shocked, and then felt that An Bulang was bragging.

Only Ji Yinyin looked shocked. She knew that her master never boasted!

The power to kill the third level of Shenhai with one slap?

Ji Yinyin originally thought that by entering the Tianyuan realm, she would be closer to her master.

But now that I look at it, it feels so far away...

This is really a desperate breakthrough speed!

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The top of Tianyang Mountain.

Meng Huayang stepped on the void and walked towards Su Huohuo step by step.

The blazing purple sun is also constantly approaching the man on the top of the independent mountain.

"I taught you all your fire techniques, and I have already mastered the Purple Sun Burning Heaven Technique. What can you use to fight me?" Meng Huayang said in a powerful tone like a sun god flying in the sky, with terrifying power.

"Just rely on the sword in my hand." Su Huohuo put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

If it were him before, he might have been frightened by Meng Huayang's power.

But now he is fearless.

"When did you learn to sword?" Meng Huayang said calmly.

He had felt the power of Su Huohuo's sword, which was truly extraordinary and beyond his knowledge and understanding.

"Yesterday." Su Huohuo replied.

Meng Huayang: "..."

"Where is the Nine Sun Pearl?" Su Huohuo asked, looking at the middle-aged man in the sky.

Meng Huayang smiled faintly and stretched out his arms: "Nine Yang Pearl is my treasure to begin with, and it has naturally become one with me..."

If it were the Su Huohuo from before, he might have been furious and yelling angrily now.

However, now Su Huohuo just looked at Meng Huayang coldly and said: "Then I will kill you and then take out the Nine Yang Pearl."

"You don't know what you can do." Meng Huayang held Su Huohuo in the air.

Suddenly, streams of hot and high-temperature magma erupted from the ground, rushing toward Su Huohuo.

Su Huohuo stepped forward, and his body shot out, avoiding the invasion of countless magma, and flew towards Meng Huayang high in the sky, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

The purple sun behind Meng Huayang trembled slightly. Three hundred-foot-long fire dragons swam out from the sun and rushed towards Su Huohuo. The flames they spit out were enough to burn the sky and melt the earth, burning everything in the world to ashes.

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These three-headed fire dragons contain extreme fire power, and the high temperature is enough to melt the divine sea realm powers.

Su Huohuo faced Burning Sky Purple Dragon, and finally slowly pulled out the hilt of the sword that he held tightly with one hand.

This was his first time fighting an enemy with a sword.

In an instant, the extremely sharp sword light shone in the sky.

The long swords of all the disciples and elders of the Nine Yang Immortal Sect rang in unison.

For those who are born with a sword heart, when the sword comes out, all swords will return to the heart!

Meng Huayang found that everything in front of him was replaced by the dazzling sword light. The light even overshadowed the light of the sun and competed with the sun and the moon!

The ninth level of Zixiao breaks the Japanese style!

The red-red sword brought thousands of sword energy, and the extreme sharpness instantly chopped three huge purple sun fire dragons, splitting them into two halves in the middle.

The purple dragon howled miserably and fell into the sky.

The man in red penetrated the three purple dragons, rushed in front of Meng Huayang, and chopped them down completely with the sword in his hand.

A single sword-breaking move was the most simple, but the sword's power completely exceeded Meng Huayang's imagination, making him feel that he was not facing a simple sword-breaking technique, but a supreme sword technique that could split the sun.

Meng Huayang crossed his hands to form a seal, and Zi Ri behind him suddenly changed his position and appeared in front of him, crushing Su Huohuo who was charging towards him.

"You dare to approach me, then I will melt you!"

"Purple sun falls from the sky!"

The purple sun burst out with endless light and heat.

In an instant, the top of Tianyang Mountain was melted and evaporated by more than ten meters.

Some disciples and elders who were unable to dodge were either burned or melted until their bones were left.

Su Huohuo was the closest, and the extreme high temperature could even melt the magic weapon.

Not only is the Red Sky Sword in his hand endlessly sharp, but he himself is like a peerless heavenly sword unsheathed. Just the protective sword energy can repel the high temperature.

"break!"

The sword falls.

A dazzling white mark appeared in the middle of the blazing, scorching, endless purple sun.

Finally, the purple sun is like a cut watermelon split from the middle.

Meng Huayang's expression changed drastically, but the sharpness carried by the sword blade did not stop and passed over his body in an instant.

Chi!

"ah……!!"

Screams sounded.

Blood splattered.

Meng Huayang's body was cut with huge blood marks, and his body fell high into the sky.

The purple sun was cut in half by a sword, and then torn into countless sparks by the aftermath of the sword energy and dissipated.

Su Huohuo stood alone high in the sky, looking down at Meng Huayang, who was cut off from the clouds by him. This scene made the disciples and elders of the Nine Yang Immortal Sect feel a little dazed.

One sword cuts through the sun.

Kill the god with one sword.

At this moment, Su Huohuo's power once again exceeded their imagination.

Even Yun Qingyu was shocked. He speculated that Su Huohuo was about 50-50 equal to Meng Huayang, but he didn't expect that Su Huohuo, holding the spirit sword in his hand, could completely suppress Meng Huayang!

Su Huohuo's body was slightly burned, but the momentum he released did not weaken at all.

"it's over."

He swooped down.

Meng Huayang's strongest move has been broken by him, and Meng Huayang, who was seriously injured, is no longer afraid.

The red sky sword is filled with sword intent, carrying thousands of red clouds and falling down.

Nine layers of purple sky, cloud-cutting style!

Meng Huayang was lying on the ground, bleeding from the sword mark on his chest. He watched the red clouds in the sky being intercepted and condensed into a heavenly sword falling down. He suddenly pressed his hand on his heart.

"Chi!"
To be continued...