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Chapter 871 Du Hua is dead

"What? How is this possible?"

Ling Qianyu exclaimed in surprise.

In his eyes, Du Hua was being held tightly in the hands of the Thunder Saint.

All I can say is that they are indeed brothers.

Is this an illusion?

Ling Qianyu raised her hand and saw that Du Hua was nowhere to be found.

Only a rag in hand.

There was a faint light shining on it.

There is also some magical power flowing.

It did not evolve into a magic trick, it was obviously a spiritual garment.

It had already been destroyed at this time.

At this point, the situation was at a stalemate.

…………

The battle between Yang Luo and the Fire Saint.

The scene became much more normal.

The reason why Yang Luo was two small realms behind the other party was because of this.

Therefore, he was always at a disadvantage in the battle.

But the indomitable will.

This allowed him to use the holy power more and more easily in this battle.

"Whoo~"

He exhaled a breath of cold air, which turned into sharp arrows in the air.

Don't underestimate the attack, it is the real power of a saint.

On the opposite side, the Fire Saint did not dare to be arrogant.

In the ring of fire, fire snakes appeared and entangled with ice arrows in the air.

Yang Luo saw this, but his expression didn't change at all.

Like Luo Yan, he is a warrior.

Although the holy power in his body is unstable.

But the swordsmanship in his hand caused the Fire Saint to suffer a great loss.

Not like the other two battles.

The two of them came for a head-on battle.

As the figures intertwined, the deep space was half ice and half fire.

In this way, the two fought for nearly a day.

The Fire Saint looked at Yang Luo and said, "You are a genius, a First Transformation Saint, to be able to fight me to this extent."

"A rare talent."

Yang Luo smiled lightly and pointed the sword in his hand at the other party.

"Why so much nonsense? Let's fight."

After saying that, he suddenly started coughing violently.

No matter what he did, the gap between the two could not be bridged.

The Fire Saint is much stronger than him.

The Fire Saint narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Luo, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"No, the situation has changed a bit now, can't you feel it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Luo's heart suddenly moved.

He faced the Fire Saint with all his heart.

There is simply no time or mood to pay attention to others.

Now hearing the Fire Saint say this, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

When he turned around, he saw the furious Bu Chen.

Big brother Lu Ziye's breath has disappeared.

Ling Qianyu was not in good condition, and he and Luo Yan looked at the Thunder Saint vigilantly.

Especially Du Hua, who was actually caught by the Thunder Saint.

That's what happened.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

A blazing heat approached him.

He turned around suddenly and saw the Fire Saint close at hand.

A flame hot enough to melt everything.

It instantly burned in him.

"Ah~!"

With a scream, the holy power of ice in his body circulated, isolating the flames from his body surface.

Even so, burns appeared all over his body.

Yang Luo's screams made Luo Yan and the other two tremble in their hearts.

But they did not look back, but looked vigilantly at the Thunder Saint who had recovered some strength.

Du Hua, who was in his hands, was tortured by the Thunder Saint.

At this time, the air intake is less and the air exhalation is more.

"Assholes, you deserve to die."

An angry roar rang in the ears of the Thunder Saint.

All I saw was an angry figure, his body wrapped in blood and energy.

Suddenly appeared behind the Thunder Saint.

The Thunder Saint suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

This kind of attack is incomparable to the previous ones.

In a flash, he shouted loudly.

"Second brother, go on."

He threw Du Hua in his hand.

At this time, Bu Chen's attack had also arrived.

"Wind of Annihilation, you die."

In the eyes of the Thunder Saint, a traceable wind appeared beside him.

Moreover, although there is no spatial turbulence around, it has been destroyed.

This situation shows that he has no other choice but to endure it.

A mark appeared in the hand of the Thunder Saint, coming into contact with this traceable wind.

"The wind helps the thunder. Let me use this move today to get rid of you."

This wind is very strong.

But if he can master it, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

Where there is danger, there is always opportunity.

The current situation means his chance has arrived.

Bu Chen sneered in anger: "A bunch of broken things actually want to master higher-level power. They are overestimating their own abilities."

The art of creation of heaven and earth practiced by these three brothers is one of them.

You can only master one kind of power.

For example, the Thunder Saint in front of him can only control thunder.

Want to break through the thunder and master the strong wind.

The part he cultivated did not support it.

If he tries to control it by force, he will destroy himself.

The moment Du Hua was thrown out, Luo Yan and the other person rushed out.

But how could their speed be faster than the power of the saint?

The Fire Saint saw what was coming and grabbed Du Hua in a flash.

At this moment, a sword light descended quietly.

The Fire Saint pulled out a mace with magical powers shining on it.

Facing Yang Luo's ice sword, he was fearless.

"Hey! This is one of yours. Aren't you afraid of being struck to death? I actually saved him. This world is truly magical."

Although Yang Luo was feeling cold at this time.

But his whole body was red and you could see the flames that had covered him before.

What kind of damage was done to him.

This made Yang Luo extremely alert.

In their current situation, they can escape.

But did the brothers and sisters of the Jie Tian Sect, their teacher, die in vain?

Big brother Lu Ziye has stopped breathing. If nothing unexpected happens, he must have died in battle.

Yang Luo and Luo Yan had already anticipated this result.

In Lu Ziye's situation, it would be better for him to be dead than alive.

My body can't handle the slightest bit of movement.

Although they have longevity pills, at their level, they are completely useless once they take action.

When they really faced the reality, they couldn't help but feel sad.

The Fire Saint looked at the three people in front of him with an indifferent look on his face.

The flames in his hands spread to Du Hua's entire body.

"I don't know what the third brother was thinking. He actually took hostages."

In an instant, Du Hua's screams rang out.

Luo Yan's face changed, and the Netherworld Energy surged out of his hands.

He rushed out and said, "Put him down."

Behind him, thousands of troops from the underworld rushed forward.

The Fire Saint's hands kept moving, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"When people die, they enter the underworld, but what happens to their souls after death?"

As he spoke, the fire area beneath his feet began to spread.

Suddenly they seemed to have come to a world filled with all kinds of flames.

"You guys are able to force out my inner world."

He stretched out his finger helplessly and pointed at the three of them.

It seems that they are not enemies, but rather an elder is guiding the younger one.

A charred corpse slipped down beside his hand.

Ling Qianyu was quick-witted and quick-handed, using the power of time to pull him over.

The charred corpse still emitted a shit-yellow light.

But the breath of life has indeed dissipated completely.

Dead...dead.

Du Hua is dead.