Chapter 607 The Opera Singer

Is it important?
Wu Xiao listened to the response and looked at the young man in imperial robe who caught the petals with a knife.

Indeed, it doesn't matter.

"Haha." Wu Xiao smiled and nodded.

The laughter reached Liuhuo's ears, and his heart became even sadder.

Yes, nothing matters.

For three years, he never cared about anything.

On the contrary, it was today, when he first saw this strange young man in imperial robe, that caused Wu Xiao's emotions to fluctuate violently.

It feels like I have finally found the end of my journey.

The world is so big, and I finally found a home.

"Come!" Wu Xiao shouted, and then he slammed his feet and stabbed Lu Ran directly.

Lu Ran raised his sword and rushed forward, releasing his divine power to wrap around the blade of the Eight Desolations sword, then chopped fiercely at the tip of the gun.

For a moment, the crisp sound of steel colliding was continuous.

The silver-white figure was erratic, but his spear skills were powerful and sweeping.

The black and gold figure was like a ghost, his sword skills were sharp, and he revealed a hint of dominance.

Two figures, one black and one silver, fought fiercely.

Everyone was fascinated by the sight.

Jiang Ruyi also secretly admired what she saw.

Anyone who can compete with Lu Ran purely in terms of skills and not lose out is naturally a rare talent!
Today, Lu Ran has been transformed.

His speed, his strength, and his power to crush all living beings are not something that ordinary people can resist!

As it turned out, Wu Xiao couldn't bear it either!
The believers in the world are either swift in action or extremely powerful.

Someone like Lu Ran, who has a perfect combination of speed and strength.
How can people survive?
"Eeeeeeeee~~~"

Just as Deng Yuxiang was staring at Lu Ran, intoxicated by his heroic presence, she suddenly heard a high and clear voice.

Hinging your voice?

The special sound is very similar to the way traditional theater practitioners warm up their voices when practicing basic skills.

The magic of martial arts and the soul of drama!
The unique high pitched voice can make people around tremble in both body and spirit.

Hands are shaking, and my heart is even more panicked!

The Wusheng School has three treasures:

The first is the precision defense technique · Liyuan Heart; the second is the battle cry technique · Xihunqiang; the third is the strange body movement · Yanling Flip.

Just these three most basic magical skills can make martial arts disciples invincible when facing most enemies!
Wu Xiao realized that he was at a disadvantage and immediately started singing in a high-pitched voice.

However.
The young man in the imperial robe showed no signs of abnormality, and his swordsmanship was still as ruthless as ever.

Every strike of the sword hit the vital points, trying to penetrate the armor, and every slash and chop horizontally, trying to break the gun!
"Ding!!"

An extremely harsh sound suddenly rang out.

The swords and spears collided, the young man in the imperial robe stood still, while the young man in silver clothes flew away.

"Friend." Wu Xiao stared at his opponent who remained calm and muttered in his heart, "You gave me too much hope.

Promise me, keep going."

Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, and unusually did not move closer.

He sensed the flag fluttering behind the other party, and the energy fluctuations were quite terrifying.

Plus the other person's meaningful look
"burn!"

Wu Xiao suddenly reached back with one hand, grabbed a floating flag, and threw it forward.

The flag with a white background and blue patterns actually made a rumbling sound!
Fierce flames spread out in all directions.

The martial artist's magic technique: Burning the camp with raging fire!
"Boom!"

The explosion was deafening!
With the flag as the center, endless flames are surging within a radius of 250 meters.

Wu Xiao stared at Lu Ran, witnessing him being engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

The Wusheng faction has three kinds of flags:

The first is the thunder order to break the formation, the second is the raging fire order to burn the camp, and the third is the gust of wind order to capture the stronghold.

Among the three types of command flags, the second one has the most powerful output!
Although the Thunder Breaking Formation Order will bring down dense and heavy thunder, the enemies in the formation will at least have a chance to catch their breath and can try to dodge.

The Fiery Camp Burning Order is completely different, its output is all-round and has no blind spots.

Once opened, it will burn the sky and scorch the earth!

Wu Xiao stood where he was, allowing his body to be engulfed by the sea of ​​fire. The command flag still floated in the air behind him, protecting its owner from being burned by the flames.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the attack of the young man in imperial robe.

Even if it's just a curse.

"Om~"

The black iron spear trembled slightly, and Wu Xiao's expression changed.

A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he became more and more excited and restless.

Is the young man in imperial robe really safe and sound?
Moving at high speed?
Or move instantly?

"Whoo~"

A command flag behind Wu Xiao fluttered, absorbing the flames between heaven and earth.

The picture is amazing!

The sky was filled with raging flames, surging madly, and all of them were contained in that small flag.

There was no more flame on the field, only the burned earth.

Two or three hundred meters away, the young man in imperial robe stood quietly.

A few meters in front of him was a scorched earth.

All around him were flowers still in full bloom, in all their glory and splendor.

"So, Brother Lu is a disciple of Qiang Xiu." Wu Xiao thought about Qiang Xiu's skills and slowly completed the command flags behind him.

The gun-destroying magic technique, Lingyunzhi, is not susceptible to mental damage.

The gun's magic technique, Piercing Cloud Shadows, can teleport in an instant.

Although it is not clear why the young man in the imperial robe uses a knife and why he possesses such strength and speed, the faction of the gun is the most reasonable explanation.

Paradoxically, the temperament of the young man in the imperial robe does not seem like that of a disciple of that old man Qiang Xiu.

More like a disciple carefully trained by the first-class evil god, the Evil Spear Emperor?

"It's a shame." Three words came from afar.

"What?" Wu Xiao was a little surprised, thinking he had heard it wrong.

The young man in the imperial robe stretched out his knife and gently touched a flower that was still tenaciously surviving at the boundary between the scorched earth and the flowers.

Wu Xiao realized that he had heard correctly. Everything within a radius of 500 meters was burned to ashes.

It is out of place with the Qianhualing Mountain where flowers are everywhere.

Wu Xiao smiled: "Brother Lu likes flowers and plants?"

Lu Ran looked at the other person from a distance: "The way the petals fall looks a lot like you."

Wu Xiao was stunned.

If it were any other opponent, Wu Xiao would think that the other party was talking about the divine method - Yan Ling Fan, describing his specific performance on the battlefield.

But facing this young emperor.
In addition, there were all the words that Lu Ran said before the war.

Wu Xiao thought that the other party was talking about him.

It is describing one's life journey in the Mountain of the Holy Spirit.

Suddenly, a picture came to my mind.

Wu Xiao suddenly remembered that just now, when he asked the other party what kind of believer he was, the young man in the imperial robe quietly drew his knife and caught a falling petal with the tip of the knife.

Is that a metaphor?
Wu Xiao looked at the young man in the imperial robe and silently clenched his black iron spear.

He will not let down the magic weapon, the Black Iron Spear.

This spear, which has been with him since high school, is the only thing Wu Xiao cares about.

What little sense of responsibility I had was given to it.

The magic sword around his waist was only obtained in the Holy Spirit Mountain, or rather, the magic sword came with him on its own initiative.

Like pomegranate fire.

Silently and cautiously followed.

Can't be driven away.

In this battle, Wu Xiao will not hold back.

Either win or perish along with the Black Iron Spear.

But the young man in the imperial robe
Not only do they want to break his black iron spear, seize his magic weapon domain, but they also want him as a person?

Is it too overbearing?

"Swoosh!" Another command flag flew out from behind Wu Xiao.

This time, he did not speak again, but followed the command flag to kill the young man in imperial robe.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran also came up to kill him.

It was as if he wanted to confine the battlefield to a scorched earth area and not harm the flowers anymore.

"call!!"

The command flags fluttered and a strong wind blew.

Small tornadoes scattered in all directions, their paths unpredictable.

The martial artist's magic technique: the swift and powerful order to capture the stronghold!
In this special battlefield environment, the martial arts school's strange body skills can be used to the extreme.

Wu Xiao did not disappoint.

The silvery-white figure was floating in the raging tornadoes.

But his target is certain - Lu Ran!
Lu Ran suddenly stopped and a small tornado whizzed past him.

Amidst the wind and waves, a figure suddenly came with the wind, and a heavy spear pierced Lu Ran's face.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran's pupils shrank slightly.

The silver-white figure blowing in the wind had a black face!
There was also a black evil aura pervading.

This is the Wusheng School's ultimate move, the Double Heroes Mask!

The black face represents bravery and strength.

This also means that Wu Xiao's strength attribute is maxed out at this moment, and every normal output is accompanied by a terrifying tearing effect.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Wu Xiao's unique accent was so powerful that it made people tremble with fear!
The heavy black iron spear would tear apart Lu Ran's water armor if it scratched his body.

"Are you finally going to get serious?"

Lu Ran suddenly tilted his head and retreated to the side, of course not daring to fight head-on.

This is a big move!
Wu Xiao didn't even land on the ground. With the help of the tornado, he turned rapidly along the wind and waves and stabbed Lu Ran with his gun again.

This time, he landed on both feet!

"call!!"

What was strange was that Lu Ran could faintly hear the sound of gongs and drums.

A translucent barrier suddenly opened up!

The ultimate move of the Wusheng School in the sea realm: the sound of the gong decides everything!

In the enchantment, Lu Ran and Wu Xiao are both "actors", and all of Lu Ran's movements and techniques are like slow-motion replays in Wu Xiao's eyes.
The speed of time has not changed.

It’s just that Wu Xiao’s personal reaction speed has changed.

At this moment, Lu Ran was truly at a disadvantage in front of Wu Xiao!

All along, the evil dog's evil magic and evil agility have made Lu Ran extremely agile and his movement speed is astonishingly fast.

But within the barrier, no matter how fast Lu Ran's movements were, they were still slow in Wu Xiao's eyes!
“Wa ...

The soul-stirring gong sounds and the exciting and detailed drum beats.

There was also a powerful roar, like an overwhelming tidal wave, pressing towards Lu Ran in the formation.

Lu Ran dodged repeatedly, every step was frightening!
In the past in Yuxiang City, on the night when the Demon Lord of the Sea, Yin Huadan, was born, he simply could not understand the battle between the martial arts disciples and Yin Huadan in the night sky.

Now, Lu Ran understood everything.

"call!!"

Three small tornadoes crisscrossed each other, and a black-faced silver shadow suddenly appeared!
It was at this moment that Lu Ran stepped on the ground!
“Sizzle! Sizzle!”

After the war, endless electric currents burst out.

Wu Xiao's face suddenly changed!

The disciple he knew as Qiang Xiu actually used the Dong Ting magic?

this.?

In Wu Xiao's eyes, Lu Ran's movements were slow after all.

Wu Xiao had enough time to react, and his figure that was rushing forward suddenly stopped, like a light swallow feather, floating to the side and rear with the wind.

"call!!"

The young man in the imperial robe slightly turned sideways, letting the storm pass in front of him, making the black and gold imperial robe rustle.

His eyes followed the looming figure in the wind, his legs slightly bent, and he made a sword flower with his hands: "There is someone who dances with swords in the family.

We are lacking an actor."

(End of this chapter)