"It's me!"

Just when Yue'er and Zhuque asked who they were, Xuanwu turned out from behind the tree.

"Why are you here?" Zhuque asked.

"The emperor is very concerned about Lord Ye, let me see what he is like." Xuanwu Tao.

"I'm still in seclusion, it's hard to say when I will come out of seclusion." Zhuque shook his head and replied.

"Is Lord Ye okay?" Xuanwu said again.

"I don't know, maybe something is wrong, maybe it's okay. He should be subduing the strange fire." Suzaku said.

"As long as life is worry-free,..."

"call!......."

Before Xuanwu could finish his speech, a blue flame ignited again on Ye Xiuwen's body.

The flames were rising, and Yue'er was so scared that she exclaimed and wanted to go forward to help Ye Xiuwen put out the fire. But at this moment, Zhuque stopped her and said, "You can't touch it, burn whatever the strange fire touches. I don't want Ye Xiuwen to wake up and see a burnt corpse."

"well,......."

Yue'er knew that what Zhuque said made sense, so she had to give up.

Xuanwu also frowned slightly and thought to himself: It seems that Ye Xiuwen is not out of danger yet. If he dies, it will be really bad. Who will complete Qiongqi's mission?

"Don't worry, Ye Xiuwen will definitely have a solution." Zhuque comforted Yue'er, and then turned his face and said to Xuanwu: "The battle in the martial arts are very fierce? What's going on? Apart from Ye Xiuwen, it seems that no one will be the opponent of 'Zhang Jie' again, right?"

Zhuque felt it was very strange. Logically speaking, Ye Xiuwen was troubled by strange fire and could not participate in the competition. Then "Zhang Jie" should win the championship of this competition with an invincible attitude.

But at this time, the competition venue was strange, and the sound of vital energy was constantly heard.

"Well, that's right, you may not know that the people from the Seven Colors Hell have come. And they have brought a genius disciple named Xuemang White-robed Xiaolangdie.

This person is a traitor and is not favored by people in the martial arts world, but his martial arts skills are high. He actually fought with that "Zhang Jie" for so long." Xuanwu Tao.

"Little Langdie in the white robe of Blood-Spark? I sound very familiar to me?" Zhuque said.

"Master Zhuque Sect, you forgot that there are six female disciples in our six gates, who were ravaged to death by this thief. But this person has extremely high martial arts skills. You ordered ordinary disciples not to investigate this matter. Later, you supervised it for a while." Yue'er said at this time.

She came from Zhuquemen and naturally knew about this. Zhuque had too many cases and even forgot about this person for a while.

"So it was him? Xuanwu? After the competition, he took down this person. This person killed my disciples of the Six Sects. You must not let him go." Zhuque hated him.

"This seems difficult to deal with..." Xuanwu hesitated.

"Why is it difficult to deal with? No matter who dares to go against the court, you will never tolerate this. Even the great sects in the world dare not violate taboos." Zhuque said with a cold face.

"He is a disciple of the 'Seven Kills'. The Seven Color Hell was originally a lawless sect." Xuanwu lowered his voice and said.

Zhuque frowned slightly. Perhaps she didn't expect that things would become so troublesome and involved all the "Qian Killings".

"No, I still have to report this matter to the emperor and leave it to the emperor to decide. I can't get rid of it now, so you can report it to the emperor, right?" Zhuque said.

"What did you report to the emperor? He is busy with all kinds of things...huhhh! Isn't it just killing someone?"

In vain, a sneer came, and then Zhuque, Xuanwu, and Yue'er realized something was wrong, and the three of them floated away at the same time.

And at this moment, with a bang, an extremely arrogant pillar of air rose into the sky.

The tyrannical blue flame is doped inside the air column.

The flames rolled in the air column and rippled in circles in the air, forming a blue aerosol, extremely dazzling!

But at this time, the vision in the forest was ignored by almost everyone.

Because at this moment, everyone's eyes were on "Zhang Jie" and "Blood-robed white python Little Langdie". The collision between the two people has entered a white-hot stage.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" was being passively beaten. However, in the gap between the collision, everyone saw a strange phenomenon. Three feet in front of the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" there was a golden shield.

"Zhang Jie's thunder hands hit the golden shield.

Everyone was a little shocked because Tian Shiqi was defeated by "Zhang Jie". The metallic vitality could not resist the Thunder Light Hand at all. When the "Blood-robed White Python Little Wave Butterfly" was paralyzed, he could not even release his vitality.

But at this time, it was exactly the opposite. The "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" not only did not say that he was not paralyzed, but was still laughing.

The smile of the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" is very strange, like a mockery smile, and it is sinister.

Everyone was puzzled by the smile of the 'Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly', but at this time, the 'Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly' sneered: "'Zhang Jie'? You are so capable? I really look down on you. You are like an ant in front of me, hahahaha!..."

The "Blood-robed White Python Little Langdie" stood in the air and laughed, and everyone sighed again. They never expected that the "Blood-robed White Python Little Langdie" would be so easy to beat "Zhang Jie".

At the same time, "Zhang Jie" also looked ugly. His high-power output lightning consumption was not ordinary.

Before, he used a lightning hand attack when he fought Ye Xiuwen and Yue'er. The second lightning hand attack was much worse than before.

But at that time, his lightning hand had only been attacking for less than a minute.

At this time, his thunder and lightning impact would last for at least five minutes.

And in these five minutes, let alone the severe damage to the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly", he didn't even touch the other party's body.

It can be said that at this time, "Zhang Jie" was a little confused. The power of his lightning hand could even be flattened in an instant, let alone a mere metal shield.

What made him even more difficult to understand was that even if his lightning hand was not as big as the other party's body, he should have been paralyzed by lightning.

But it was strange that the "Blood-robed white python little lantern butterfly" had nothing to do.

"Damn it, is this 'Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly', also has any trump card that others don't know?"

‘Zhang Jie’ frowned slightly, and even wanted to retreat.

But at this moment, he saw that the other party's golden shield seemed to be melted.
Chapter completed!