"Young man, you have successfully angered this island master."The monk at this moment no longer had his previous unrestrained attitude. He was now wet all over, and his robes were tattered, with rags all over the sleeves. The color of the Fire God Flag in his hand did not change at all, and it even emitted a more dazzling red light, and its power was rising step by step. Yi Jue looked at the cultivator in front of him and felt a little bored. At this moment, he had the advantage of geographical location and people, and his experience in fighting was far superior. "I just wanted to show off my muscles, but I didn't expect your fighting skills to be so poor." As he said that, he turned around and slashed out with a huge sword technique, and then a series of sword techniques were performed continuously, some of which were the sword techniques that Yang Kai had practiced diligently in the past, and some were the sword techniques that Yi Jue had practiced himself. The art of flying swords is profound and extensive, and the connection between various sword techniques seriously affects the continuity of the battle. With Yi Jue's combat experience, he was completely using force to overwhelm the enemy. From a distance, the Fire Crow looked mighty but a little clumsy. The flying sword in Yi Jue's hand, although just a long sword, seemed to be everywhere in the sky. And this is also the magical aspect of the Hanhai Jue, that is the phantom. With the Hanhai Jue as a basis, wherever there is water, water can be used as a sword, and it is everywhere. Therefore, it feels as if Yi Jue's sword can pierce the Fire Crow from various places.

It further demonstrates that Yi Jue's sword skills are extraordinary. "I have a body of pure Yang True Fire. I have cultivated for decades. Nothing can be melted. Even iron essence can be melted in a moment." "What is the name of your sword technique?" Yi Jue raised his hand and the flying sword came into his hand. Then he retracted his wrist, twisted it, and stabbed forward. "If you want to know the name, take this move first." As the long sword pointed, thousands of large and small water droplets spread throughout the mist. As the water droplets took shape, the entire mist dissipated, and these water droplets gradually extended and turned into small swords. I believe no one wants to experience what it feels like to be locked by thousands of swords. "Okay, this isn't a life-and-death feud, there's no need to go this far." "Whether it is true or not, it is not up to you to decide. You will have the right to speak next." Yi Jue changed the technique of his left hand and stretched it forward. All the water droplets turned into small swords and shot straight towards the monk. And this sound and power are obviously not comparable to ordinary intermediate spells. The Taoist was also very ruthless, and he waved the Fire God flag in his hand vigorously. There is generation and restraint between heaven and earth, and the generation and restraint between the five elements are often mutual generation and restraint, which is not absolute. It seems that at this time, water can overcome fire. However, the true fire of this cultivator who practices Pure Yang Fire is far superior to that of ordinary cultivators. His true fire is enough to defeat cultivators who practice water-based techniques. However, under Yi Jue's Lan Hai Jue, ordinary water alone was still able to break the amazing power of the Pure Yang True Fire. "A mere casual cultivator, even if he has obtained some inheritance, he can still have some pure Yang power!" When the man heard this, he felt angry and sad at the same time. He thought about how when he was young, his aptitude was considered good among his peers, but since he had built his foundation, all the people he knew and knew were much more talented and gifted than him. If it weren't for the Pure Yang Fire that he got when he was building his foundation, he probably wouldn't have been able to break through to this level. But who can understand the suffering of a casual cultivator? Everything is fought for with one's own hands and feet. Therefore, his fighting skills and abilities are all based on the Pure Yang Fire. It's not that he doesn't want to have more skills, but it's really hard to inherit.

"You, a bastard cultivator, dare to say that this island master is not good. Are you not a cultivator?" As he spoke, the God of Fire waved the flag, bursts of spiritual light appeared, a living fire symbol appeared, and a huge fireball was shot towards the thousands of arrows in front of him. Although this fireball spell is extremely powerful, it is only a low-level spell after all. Even if its power is amplified and has the blessing of pure yang, it is more powerful than ordinary intermediate spells. How can it compare to Yi Jue's Lan Hai Jue? "How dare the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon!" Yi Jue's magic spell changed, and the water swords in the sky followed Yi Jue's body and transformed into a long dragon to attack the Fire God Flag. The fire symbols on the Fire God's flag glowed brightly, like a beacon in the darkness, or like an indestructible fortress, shattering batch after batch of water swords. It's a pity that the dispersed water sword still condensed again, and as Yi Jue moved around, it turned into a long sword again and joined in. This is the advantage of the geographical location. On the sea where water is endless, this Lanhai Jue is enough to compete with the Jindan Jue! As wave after wave of attacks came, the light of the Fire God Flag was eventually completely covered. It was at this time that the cultivator who practiced Pure Yang True Fire truly understood the situation in front of him. "Junior, stop it!" . . . "I swear that I will never come here again. I hope you will show some mercy." . . . "If you have any conditions, please state them down!" "Join my Bi Hai Chamber of Commerce and serve me for ten years!" "Impossible. I am a free-spirited person. How can I be inferior to others?" . . . "I agree, I agree!!!" "Fellow Daoist, please swear a vow to your inner demons." Behind Yi Jue was a long dragon of sword energy, in front of him was a long sword pointing straight at him. His voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it revealed an air of undignified determination. The cultivator who practiced Pure Yang True Fire froze in his tracks, looking at the Fire God Flag in his hand, his heart ached. This was not a magic weapon, it could be stored in the body to be nurtured. If he wanted to restore it, he would have to ask the refiners to repair it, which would cost another large sum of money. "Self-cultivation, self-cultivation, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven." "Forget it, forget it. I, Yan Wentao, swear here today that I will join the Bihai Chamber of Commerce for the next ten years and wait for the orders of the great shopkeeper Yang. If I disobey, my cultivation will not improve at all!" The moment he made this oath, Yan Wentao felt that all his previous persistence had come to nothing. However, after joining this force, all the previous pressures seemed to have disappeared. On the one hand, independent cultivators do not want to join a force, as they feel they are being driven around and have no freedom. On the other hand, there is no way to join, and no force will be too confident with outsiders unless they are absolutely sure they can control them. So this is a two-choice mechanism. Yi Jue has some impression of the person in front of him. This pure Yang fire will shine in the hands of another person a hundred years later, and he will be able to cultivate it to the false pill realm. That person also had the famous Dark Fire Body, and was only one step away from forming a Jindan. I think this was his inheritance. What Yi Jue valued was not him, but his disciple a hundred years later. A Jindan cultivator would be a hero no matter where he was. In this sea area, on the three star islands, the fake elixir from a hundred years later, the Six Links Hall was in a hurry, and only found six people. (End of this chapter)