
“My brother lost to you after using Ash Black Flame. Today, I will show you the true strength of Ash Black Flame!”
The red flames condensed into a black fireball in Nangong Zifeng's right hand. The black fireball seemed to contain countless vindictive souls.
Nangong Zifeng's cultivation had reached the 12th level of the spirit gathering realm, so the power of the Black Ash Flame was much stronger than Nangong Aotian's.
"Dead!"
Whooshing sound!
The fireball was thrown out, leaving a blurry shadow and a long tail of fire. His speed was as fast as lightning!
The sound of air explosions mixed with the sad wails of the ghosts. It was as if it was going to devour someone.
Whooshing sound!
Victor was hit by a fireball!
Before the audience could react, Nangong Zifeng sneered.
Does he think he can avoid it? He's too naive!
Victor, who had been hit by the fire, turned into a shadow and disappeared.
At the same time, the flames seemed to have grown wings. They suddenly turned around and chased after Victor.
Bang out!
The flame struck Victor's body and the flame rose.
Seeing this scene, Song Qianqian clenched her hands nervously. His hands were full of sweat.
Victor stood motionless in place.
Nangong Zifeng's mouth curled up. However, after the black flames disappeared, the smile on Nangong Zifeng's face froze.
After burning for half a minute, Victor's clothes didn't even burn?
Victor stood quietly on the stage, a fiery red protective shield protecting him.
This was the flame protective shield that Victor had created after seeing the protective shield of Jiang Wang's spiritual power. He combined his spiritual power with the Tree Building technique to produce fire power.
Nangong Zifeng's face immediately darkened.
Fire shield?
The fact that this flame shield could block his ashes meant that Victor's fire power was clearly not low. It was very likely that he had learned a powerful fire divine technique, and his level was definitely not lower than his Molten Spirit technique.
"That Victor can really control fire!"
"So he was a fire cultivator, this was his ace!"
“Seeing the brightness of the fire, its fire spirit root is obviously not low, it should have about 70% affinity.”
The people in the audience were discussing. To the people of Heavenly Sword Mountain, fire cultivators were not uncommon, the rare ones were cultivators with extremely high affinities.
In the main hall of Heavenly Sword Mountain, Ye Lingyun saw the flames on Victor's body and frowned slightly.
Didn't he have a wood attribute spirit root?
How could he understand the power of fire? This is a property that can hold wood elements.
Although Ye Lingyun was very confident that Victor was the chosen one in the first elder's prophecy, how could Victor use the fire element's spiritual power?
Moreover, the rate of fluctuation of this spiritual power was clearly not low.
Wood type and fire type? Could it?
Ye Lingyun carefully sensed it and of course, it was as she expected. Although this flame had the power of fire, this flame was not like ordinary fire-type spiritual power. These flames are attached to other elements and activated through them.
This was definitely a terrifying talent!
Whether it was Victor's sword force or his ability to fight opponents of a higher level, he could still produce fire power so powerful with his wood element.
Just this alone could make a top-tier sect use a lot of resources on him.
Ye Lingyun glanced at Zhao Chengtian who was beside her. The other party had no particular reaction. The corner of Ye Lingyun's mouth slightly curved.
If Zhao Chengtian knew that Victor had a wood attribute heavenly spirit root and that the current power of fire came from the wood attribute cultivation method, he would definitely not be able to sit still.
In the middle of the arena.
Victor's entire body burned with fire courage, and his hair was raised as well. He looked like a demon god walking on fire.
Rays of light appeared in Victor's eyes, and the flames on his body grew increasingly stronger, like a scorching sun.
Maximum level Wind Technique!
In the arena, Victor left behind a series of shadows, and in each shadow, there was a blazing fire!
Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!
The wind increased the intensity of the flames, and under the support of the Max Level Wind technique, Victor shot towards Nangong Zifeng like a flaming arrow.
Clangs!
Nangong Zifeng took out a treasure sword from the sheepskin sheath. It was a blood-red four-foot long sword.
Nangong Zifeng drew his sword!
One must have the ability if one wishes to boast. Previously, there was only one person who could force him to pull out his sword.
But now, against Victor, Nangong Zifeng was unable to survive after only one attack of Victor.
Even if he took out his sword, he might not be able to block the movements in front of him.
Nangong Zifeng also used his maximum speed. The black flames on his sword clashed with the golden flames that Victor wrapped around his fist!
Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!
The audience could only see the blurry shadows of the two of them and the black and gold flames intersecting in the arena!
“How is the situation in the arena? Who benefits?”
"I don't know. Since Victor was able to make Nangong Zifeng draw his sword, he definitely had some abilities. He should not have been harmed. He should be able to hold on for a while. ”
"Losses? Waita minute? Are you kidding me?"
“You said that our Victor, who comes from an outer sect, is in a disadvantageous position? Are you blind? Just wait and see. Nangong Zifeng is a piece of cake!”
The one who denied was a cultivator from the outer sect. For the past few days, the cultivators from the outer sect had been bullied at the Heavenly Sword Mountain.
How could they miss such an opportunity to raise their heads up high?
“Hmmph, don't be too early happy. Even if Nangong Zifeng was not a match for Victor, there would not be much difference. When our private disciples enter the arena, we will tell you what despair is! ”
When it came to the personal disciples of the seven peaks, the cultivators from the external sects stopped talking.
The strength of the personal disciples of the seven peaks was still clear in his mind. Even if he had full confidence in Victor, he did not have the confidence to argue.
The arena.
Nangong Zifeng's expression was unsightly. He is now at a dead end. He can only defend and cannot attack. The accumulated black flames would be engulfed by the golden flames in an instant.
Seeing Victor's fire growing bigger, the spiritual power in his body quickly disappeared.
This guy actually has a trick like that. A prolonged battle would be extremely disadvantageous for him. He had to find an opportunity to gather his strength and get rid of the victor with a single strike!
Just as Nangong Zifeng was thinking about this, he heard Victor sneer, "Do you only know how to dodge?"
Then, a burning golden fire lion came out from Victor's fist.
The Gold Fire Lion King's fist!
Nangong Zifeng suppressed the burning sensation brought about by the golden flames and violently unsheathed his sword. A raven burning with black flames shot out from its blade.
"Mother Crow!"
Victor's lips curved into a smile as he accelerated his punch.
The explosion!
The ferocious golden lion roared and rushed out, tearing apart the flaming crow!
Then, the fire spiritual power pierced through the protective black qi of Nangong Zifeng and flowed into Nangong Zifeng's body in an unstoppable manner.
Nangong Zifeng's body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew hundreds of feet away.
Victor smiled faintly and took a deep breath. The flames on his body gradually disappeared, and his spiritual power returned to his body.
“Victor wins!”
The jury elder announced loudly and looked at Victor deeply.