652: C652 Noncoelomic Sac

C652 Noncoelomic Sac

Ren Qianyuv was not affected by the other party's disdain in the slightest, and said solemnly: "If you tell me how to enter Cloudsoaring Sect, I'll spare your life!"

"Heh heh... Spare my life? "

Hsiao Wentian did not care about the first half of the sentence. The main focus of his attention was the second half. At that moment, he was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood!

"You reckless brat, if this old man didn't have that little intention of cherishing talented people, I would have already struck out viciously!" Yet, you dare to look down on me? Then this old man shall end you! " It was said that he was disrespectful to his old age, this Hsiao Wentian was just like a naughty kid and wanted to beat him up without saying a word!

"Rushing Lightning Palm!"

With a loud shout, Hsiao Wentian held a golden ball of lightning in each of his palms. With a crackling sound, he shot it towards Ren Qianyuv.

The spherical bolts of lightning in his palms interweaved with each other, creating an electric net. Threads of electricity as thick as snakes shot out of it, producing creaking sounds.

The huge high voltage electric current that was guided by Hsiao Wentian's vigorous energy bared its fangs and brandished its claws at Ren Qianyuv. Once struck, its entire body would be paralyzed and it would be unable to move, allowing it to be slaughtered at will!

"Humph!" Old freak, how stubborn! It's time to fight! "

Seeing this, Ren Qianyuv sighed in disappointment. His fists, which had originally been silent, once again smashed forward.

The strength that the Cold Flame released was many times more pure than before. It waved its fists and instantly locked onto Hsiao Wentian's figure.

Boom!

In an instant, the two fists collided with a loud bang, causing a wave of air to surge into the sky and surge into the mountain cave.

Under the bombardment of the fist power, the lightning ball in Hsiao Wentian's palms was split into countless tiny electric currents. After some crackling sounds, they disappeared without a trace.

By the time the last stream of electric current had been released, the force behind the punch had already been depleted.

Hsiao Wentian had already stepped into the peak of Stage Four for a long time, and his foundation was deep. The power of Ren Qianyuv's punch dissipated, and his tiger body trembled.

The palm and fist of the two were about to be separated by this force. With a flick of his mind, a ball of deep blue flame wrapped around his fist and touched the palm of his opponent's hand.

"Eh? "This is …"

Hsiao Wentian reacted in time and withdrew his palm. Even with a mission, he was unable to extinguish the weird fire that had covered his body.

He stared at them in astonishment, his forehead beaded with sweat of fear, the flames emitting a cold and destructive aura, the temperature of the incineration was as high as the chill was!

Cold Flame!

Ren Qianyuv did not want to continue competing with Hsiao Wentian purely in terms of strength. He directly used his most powerful trump card, the Cold Flame.

"Ah... My hand! "Ah!

Hsiao Wentian felt that the skin on his arm was scorched. The fire spread so fast that when the pain came, it had already spread to half of his palm!

After living for more than a hundred years, this old monster was experienced and knowledgeable, and instantly recognized that it was a Cold Flame.

What was even more strange was that no matter how much energy this thing covered, it was useless. It was like a bottomless abyss, absorbing as much energy as it had!

He could only watch as the flames gradually burned through his skin, burned his muscles, and burned his bone marrow. It was similar to how someone was stabbing his spinal cord with a needle; even his soul was trembling in pain.

"You … How could you have a Cold Flame? This … This was impossible! It's impossible for you to subdue it with your little strength! "

Ren Qianyuv looked at him with some pity, and said indifferently: "You don't have to worry about that! I think that you should be more concerned about yourself now. My suggestion is still valid, so it's up to you to cooperate. "

While he was speaking, the Cold Flame had already swallowed his palm and was clinging onto Hsiao Wentian's wrist, quietly waiting for Ren Qianyuv's next command.

"Good boy!" I'll consider you powerful, but today, this old man has been struck by a Cold Flame, I'm not useless! " The Great Grandmaster Expert had not completely separated itself from the mortal body, so it had suffered from the effects of death as well. Furthermore, the Cold Flame was extremely strange, so Hsiao Wentian had no choice but to admit defeat. Although he was extremely unwilling, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his resentment.1

He didn't hesitate for long, he raised his eyes and glared fiercely at Ren Qianyuv. He raised the dark blue flame that was about to burn his elbow and used his other hand as a knife, directly cutting down on Ren Qianyuv.

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