Volume 1_Chapter 1019 Flame Soars to the Sky!

Situ Teng had already made preparations, and with a wave of his hand, the sword energy automatically slashed out, rolled back the phlegm, and slapped the boss on the face.

The man's cheek hurt like he had been slapped, and his face was so angry that he wanted to rush out to fight Situ Teng for three hundred rounds, but was stopped by the people around him.

"You are the inheritor of Chen Gu's swordsmanship, are you?"

The person next to him asked.

Situ Teng is a true immortal first-class strongman. Although his strength is somewhat different from that of Chen Ping'an, Chen Gu seems to have mastered the essence of the swordsmanship. It is not too much for him to be the inheritor of this lineage.

But according to other sources.

The robbers on Mount Fuji knew that Situ Teng was not the heir.

If this is the case, it is not possible to take advantage of the conflict with Situ Teng now.

"of course not."

Situ Teng said.

"Wow!"

Many people were in an uproar.

Situ Teng has a great reputation and has always been a popular candidate to inherit Chen Gu's swordsmanship. Many people were surprised that the successor was not him.

Seeing everyone's reaction like this, Situ Teng's expression was not good.

He has been peeping at the position of the inheritor for a long time, and he is full of infinite expectations.

Now that the inheritor fell into the hands of Chu Linguang, he lost the election, as if he had become a laughing stock. He had already accepted the reality, but suddenly, something strange appeared again, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

"Hmph, every disciple of Chen Gu's swordsmanship is the inheritor of Chen Gu's swordsmanship, and my elder brother is no exception. You all shut up, don't try to destroy our relationship."

Bai Shui saw something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted angrily.

"The inheritor is not you, so don't babble here, you don't have the place to speak here, hurry up and let the inheritor of Chen Gu Sword Dao come out and light the lamp!"

The leader of the Mount Fuji bandits stood up and urged.

Originally, the scale of bandits on Mt. Fuji was many times larger than it is now, but they were almost wiped out by Chen Ping'an's master, and they were sluggish for a long time.

Now, it has almost become a grassroots bandit.

Although Yu Wei is still there, he no longer has the prestige of the past.

Therefore, as long as it is a disciple of Chen Gu Kendo, the Mount Fuji bandits will not let it go if they can interfere with it.

Especially this lighting.

They have already made up their minds to make Chen Gu Jiandao fail to light the lamp and make Chen Gu Jiandao's disciples a laughing stock.

"Light a lamp, is there any difficulty?"

A voice came from the sky.

next moment.

A flame shot towards the Lighting Mountain.

Go straight to the top of the lamp lighting mountain, the wick.

The person who shot.

It was Chu Linguang.

The wick is made of a strange material, and there is a prohibition circle on it. It is difficult to ignite an ordinary flame, and even if it is ignited, it is difficult to preserve the light.

"You are too arrogant."

The leader of the Mount Fuji bandits was furious.

"People don't light the mountain of lights, they still want to light the lights!"

The sword cultivators of Sunset Cloud Valley also snorted coldly. Chu Linguang's behavior seemed to be provocative and mocking their strength.

Seeing the flame rushing.

A strong sword cultivator in Sunset Cloud Valley slashed out with a sword, and the sword light soared to the sky, like a long river, torn from the top of the mountain, and swept away towards the incoming flame.

The leader of the Mount Fuji bandits, but a palm shot.

It was as if a mountain suddenly formed and pressed against the flame. Under these two forces, countless people thought that the flame would be extinguished in an instant, let alone lighting a lamp, even touching the wick would be extremely difficult.

See this scene.

Situ Teng clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to help, but he hesitated under the instigation of unwillingness in his heart.

"Do you think I'm dead?"

However, at the critical moment, he remembered Chen Pingan's teachings, and finally he did not forget his mission. He swung his sword and slashed out, wanting to fight with the Mount Fuji bandits and the Sunset Valley Swordsman.

boom!

However, just when he was about to draw his sword.

That flame, which was like a little light, turned into a sea of ​​flames with a sudden bang, and the endless terrifying high temperature melted away the sword light of the strong sword cultivator of Luoxia Valley.

What's more, the palm of the bandit leader on Mount Fuji set himself on fire, and the terrifying high temperature swept over him, scaring him to defend and dodge.

Finally there was a poof.

The flame successfully ignited the wick on the lighting mountain.

The prohibition circle covering the wick seemed to be melted away by the power of the flame in an instant, allowing the wick to burn to its heart's content, and also made the top of the Dianteng Mountain red. It soared into the sky, as if the top of the mountain had turned into a sea of ​​flames.

What Chu Linguang used was Chixinyan.

It belongs to the fire in the center of the earth.

From the forest of all races.

Water cannot be quenched.

The soil cannot be extinguished.

The temperature is so high that it can directly refine the body of a real immortal.

It is not that simple for ordinary people to extinguish it.

"Father, don't let the fire start!"

Yuan Mengtian said with difficulty.

Looking at the fiery red wick, Yuan Mengtian was very aggrieved and uncomfortable, as if every ray of fire was an endless mockery of her.

"Don't worry, if I'm here, the lights will go out."

Yuan Gang said seriously.

He was also surprised to see Chu Linguang make a move.

Before Chu Linguang came, he was able to ignite the wick in the air, and rushed out of the encirclement from the bandit leaders of Luoxia Valley and Mount Fuji successively, which really surprised him.

But lighting the wick is not the end of the story.

Only by letting the lamp continue to burn for at least one hour can the lighting be successfully completed, otherwise, even if the wick goes out once within an hour, it will be a failure to light the lamp.

All the disciples of Chen Gu's line of swordsmanship will become a laughing stock.

The inheritor of this line will also be the biggest joke.

"Yuan Mengtian, you used to be a disciple of Chen Gu's line of swordsmanship, and the master has always been kind to you."

Chen Changcheng heard the conversation between Yuan Mengtian and Yuan Gang, and couldn't help scolding angrily.

Hearing this, Yuan Mengtian ignored Chen Changcheng directly, as if he was determined to stop Chu Linguang, and made Chu Linguang fail to light the lamp.

"You, Chen Gu's swordsman, have beheaded countless sword cultivators of my Luoxia Valley lineage, and have prevented my Luoxia Valley sword cultivator many times from lighting lamps at Diandengshan. If I let you successfully light the lamp today, what is the reputation of my Luoxia Valley sword cultivator? "

The Luoxiagu Jianxiu who used his sword to resist Chu Linguang earlier made another move.

A sword cut towards the wick.

In this sword.

It is frozen for thousands of miles.

Endless chill poured out.

Where the sword energy passed, endless frost fell, and many people felt cold all over their bodies.

It seems that the purpose of this sword, which has been cultivated to be so powerful, is to prevent the inheritors of Chen Gu's swordsmanship from lighting a lamp here.

In the eyes of everyone.

The endless cold air and the frost on the ground spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and spread to the lampstand in an instant.

But just when everyone thought that under the cover of frost, the flame on the lampstand would be extinguished in an instant, but the flame suddenly burst into thousands of feet of crimson light, like a sea of ​​flames descending.

In an instant, the temperature climbed.

The frost on the ground disappeared, the cold air receded, and everyone was like a deep winter, stepping into a warm spring, and then from the warm spring to the scorching summer.