The Strongest Traverser

The huge flame on the Dahan Zanpai was like a blue-white sun, exuding dazzling light and fiery flames.

"User, this is the third time you have despised my supreme existence!!!"

"I want you to know my strength."

"Ah~~~" The Zhan Poknife in the hand of the big man flicked towards Mulin.

The huge fireball seemed to be slow, but in fact it rushed towards Mulin very quickly.

"Huo Yan·Shu Zhan."

Mullin waved the same fiercely, and the blue and white flames in his hand stopped for an instant for nearly ten miles.

It solidified in an instant, a crescent shape exuding bursts of death, suddenly shrank a lot, but the aura became more powerful.

Wherever the blue and white crescent shape passes, the space emits waves of ripples like the surface of the water, and it seems that it cannot withstand such a force.

Then the space quickly cracked out, and a series of black spider-web-like cracks closed quickly.

Behind the crescent-shaped slash, it was like a tail, leaving dense cracks, which healed continuously.

The huge flame group quickly collided with the crescent-shaped slash.

The breath between heaven and earth suddenly suffocated, followed by a huge explosion.

"Boom" sounded, storms flooded the whole world.

The collision and explosion of the two energies lasted for three minutes in this vast grassland, and the dazzling light and violent wind gradually subsided.

Ten miles away, by the river, a huge wild boar was blown up with his hairs. Watching the explosion within ten miles in horror, it took a long time before dense cold sweat broke out on his spine.

The huge white fangs swallowed a bit of saliva, and ran away like crazy after reacting, and a gust of dust was picked up.

The vast grassland with green grass seemed desolate at this time, not to mention, there was a huge recess in the middle, which showed the horror of the explosion just now.

The big man burning with blue and white flames looked at Mulin calmly, and Mulin looked at the big man calmly.

"So..." The big man's words hadn't been completely spoken, and a puff of blood rushed from his abdomen to his throat.

The blood spilled out of his lips, and the blood was like a flood that opened the gate. After spitting out a few violently, the flame man wiped the blood from his mouth.

A face of frustration!

Mulin had no gods in his eyes at this time, wandering beyond the sky, and didn't worry about what the flame-burning man would do to him.

He just wondered why the previous "Huoyan·Fox Zhan" seemed to be a little weaker than the previous one.

If you talk about the previous power, it is a majestic, like a million-armored knight, washing all the enemies clean in the roar.

And now "Huoyan·Fusion Zhan" was squeezed into a round of blades that could break through the world at the moment it made its move. It could not be regarded as murderous, and its power was obviously higher than that.

"Why is there such a change?" Mullin thought to himself, no matter what he thought, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

He simply shook his head and took these messy thoughts out of his mind. He believed that there must be two. As long as he pays more attention to it, he will definitely be able to master this technique.

He raised his head and looked at the handsome man in front of him who was vomiting blood even if he was vomiting blood. The corner of his mouth was lightly opened: "Now you can tell me the secret of the explosion!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the eyes of the burning man: "Do you think this lord is such an easy person to succumb?"

"You too underestimate this lord."

Mulin frowned slightly, and said in an unpleasant tone: "It's just a person who doesn't believe in words. What qualifications do you have to call yourself this lord?"

"And!!! You don't want to think about it, your destiny is tied to each other."

"If I were to die, what good would you have, wouldn't it still be wiped out together?"

The flame-burning man showed a trace of movement. It was true that Mulin was right. One of them was Mulin's Zan Poknife and the other was the owner of the Zan Poknife.

They are inherently inseparable, there is something to hide.

"But you trampled on the dignity of this lord..." the big man said stubbornly.

Mulin looked at the big man and his face was a bit a headache, how could his own skill such as such a virtue! ! !

Just when Mulin was about to speak again, the Burning Man took the lead to speak: "The skill of the explosion, and all the secrets are all scattered and inserted into the Zanpaku Knife all over the place."

At this time, Mulin suddenly saw that there were countless Zanpaku knives on the desolate ground, either inserted diagonally, upright, or lying flat...

Each Zan Po Knife is different, the only thing in common is that at the end of the Zan Po Knife's handle, a blue and white flame is swaying in the air.

After Mulin looked around, his attention was focused on the Zanpaku Knife in his hand.

Muttered to himself: "Are you saying that every skill of Liubianruohuo is hidden among every Zanpaku knife on the scene?"

The big man burning with blue and white flames showed a slight smile on his face and looked at Mulin approvingly.

"Yes, you are quite smart!"

Mulin was too lazy to deal with the provocation of the big man, and kept walking on the side of each Zhanpei knife, picking it up or pulling it.

With every Zhanpei knife I got, I closed my eyes and felt the difference of each Zanpei knife.

But every time I can't feel any difference, except that there may be a slight difference between the weights, everything else seems to be the same.

The same pitch-black blade, the same white blade, except for a few extremely sharp Zanpei knives, when Mulin glanced over it, it was slightly dazzling.

"What's the difference between these Zanpaku knives, except for the weight." Mulin was holding two Zanpaku knives in his hand, standing in the distance looking at the burning man and asked loudly: "The flowing blade in my hand is like a fire. , But the same weight!"

"It's impossible to change the weight every time you fight!"

The big man watched Mulin pulling up the Zanpaku knives one by one, and there was some expectation in his eyes at first, but as time got longer, he became more and more impatient.

"Could it be possible that such a person can complete the swastika??" The burning man stepped out and walked slowly towards Mulin: "If you don't understand your Zanpaku Sword, your vision is wrong and it is impossible to complete the swastika."

"Except for this kid being a little stronger, he doesn't know the strength and skill of Convection Blade Ruohuo."

"How did he pass the swastika?????"

A series of doubts sounded in the heart of the burning man.

He also didn't want to think about how he came from, in this world it is destined not to be a product of the world of death.

Nor would he know that he was a fake made by all his abilities.

Mulin looked at the big man who came by, with a smile on his face and asked: "What should I do???". ,,.