Starting from the creation of Samadhi True Fire at Shenhuoshuo Village

Chapter 48 Intimidation
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The old shopkeeper tremblingly brought bowls of soup to the table in the corner, where there was already a hill made of bowls.

Xiaoshan blocked the face of the man sitting behind him, leaving only a section of the cyan purple clothes exposed.

And when the man stacked the empty bowls on the hill again, the expressions of Chi Huo and Ximen Chuisha suddenly changed.

'This man...is anything but human. '

Regardless of the amount of food he eats, you can basically tell just by looking at the speed at which he eats.

Just when the two of them were about to make some move, Shitang had already pulled away. The hilt of a sword flew out of his palm and seemed to be drawn out. The sharp sword was immediately placed between the neck of the purple-robed man!
"Are you...are you a human or a demon?!"

Shi Tang angrily scolded Heng Jian's neck, but even so, the man who was eating still didn't react at all.

This was the first time Shitang encountered this scene.

There was no trembling, no fear, no shrinking, as if nothing happened, the man raised his head again and drank the bowl of soup without stopping.

After making a sound of "Ha", he piled the soup bowls on the high hill again without changing his expression.

This calm and nonchalant attitude made Shitang fall into unprecedented anger.

He, Shitang, was born into a famous Taoist family with a silver spoon in his mouth. This was the first time in his life that he was ignored when he drew a sword. How could he hold back his anger?
"Haha. If you can still look calm after seeing my cold jade sword, you are indeed a demon!"

Without saying a word, Shitang slashed downwards with his sword!
"Dang!!"

The bright sound came with violent vibrations, and then quickly became calm.

What is contained in this calmness is not calmness, but silent terror.

Under the surprised looks of Chi Huo and Ximen Chuisha, the man simply extended an index finger to withstand the sword offered by Shitang.

The fingers and the cold jade sword were still vibrating and rubbing against each other, creating blazing sparks.

Facing the man's mere finger, Shitang's eyes widened, and he became even more furious in disbelief. His hands suddenly joined forces with a sword, and the force suddenly sank -

The man still didn't look at Shitang, he just lowered his head and casually scanned his clothes for any soup stains.

"Cheng!!"

The extremely strong Hanyu sword broke at the man's fingertips.

A broken sword suddenly flew out, quickly pierced the wall of the inn, and inserted into the stone crevice behind the wooden board.

At this moment, everyone's nerves were tense.

"This guy is a stone demon?"

The three Taoists felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Rumor has it that there are many stone demons in Beishan that are transformed from stones. Their bodies are extremely tough and can even resist the curling of Taoist swords.

The one who can easily break the Cold Jade Sword must be a stone demon, and a demon king-level powerhouse with at least a thousand years of cultivation!
"Wind blows.!!"

Ximen Chuisha shouted loudly, waved his feather fan and shouted loudly, just to blow up a huge storm and cut this man's body into pieces!

However, nothing happened.

Not only that, there was also a faint smell of burning stars in the air.

Ximen Chuisha looked sideways at the palm of his hand. The Snow Mist Royal Fan worth 2000 taels of gold had actually burned out!

On the empty fan handle, the white-feathered fan surface had been scorched black and fell to the ground alone, with all its mana already scattered to the sky.

"This?! Fire skill? Brother Chihuo, what do you mean?!"

Ximen Chuisha looked sideways at Chi Huo angrily, but Chi Huo stared blankly. No magic power emerged from his palms, but he was already sweating.Only then did Ximen Chuisha react. He turned back to look in the direction where Chi Huo was staring, and saw the man in front of him blowing out the flame on his fingertips and leisurely pouring a pot of wine.

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'Did he create such a swift flame just now?I didn't even look at the shadow...'

'Who is he? '

In an instant, the two magic weapons, the Hanyu Sword that Shitang was proud of, and the Royal Fan that Ximen Chuisha relied on for help, were useless, leaving only Chihuo who could still fight.

But facing such a mysterious strong man, how could Chi Huo act rashly at this moment?

Chi Huo quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

It should be impossible to strengthen the body to the point where it can be stronger than the blade with pure mana strength. It seems that the hardness of this man's body is extremely high. It is probably due to the use of some special magic or the natural power of the stone demon.

When this man released his fire skills just now, his movements were extremely fast, but fast speed and deep fire skills are two different things.

It seems that there is no chance of winning in close combat, so we can only try to use long-range fire skills to win from a distance.

Now we can only test his worth first and then make a long-term plan.

Thinking like this, Chi Huo stretched out his right palm, and a bright yellow fire quickly ignited in his palm.

"Brother Shi, Brother Ximen, please step aside and let me meet this monster."

After he finished speaking, the flames on Chi Huo's right palm suddenly grew stronger by three points. The flames burned to the height of two bodies at once, almost igniting the wooden ceiling.

Facing such fire power, the average demon clan must be scared to death, and even the demon clan at the level of the little demon king may not be able to deal with it calmly.

This is the peak of the new generation of powerful men in the Dao League.

His face was illuminated by the flickering firelight, but the man in front of Chi Huo sighed softly.

He slowly stretched out his right palm.

"Swish——!!!"

A ball of blazing crimson flames suddenly burst out between the right palm. Looking from the outside in, the flames were extremely transparent and the color was enchanting and strange, as if one's soul was being dragged away by it!

"This?!"

Chi Huo suddenly screamed.

"Is this pure Yang Yan? How is it possible... Where did the Dongfang family's son come from? Could it be that?!"

The grade of this flame is far higher than that of ordinary fire skills. Even the rumored pure Yang Yan does not seem to be as shocking as seeing it with one's own eyes.

This is no longer the level that a Taoist like Chi Huo can judge.

A name vaguely emerged in Chi Huo's mind, the name that was famous in the Dao League three years ago and left behind a short-lived and peerless fire skill——

"Are you... Lin?!"

——“It won’t stop even after a meal…”

Lin Ye brought the flame in his palm slightly closer to the wine jug beside him. The wine in the jug quickly boiled and heated up, and as Lin Ye poured it into the saucer, great steam emerged.

After drinking the last dish of hot wine, Lin Ye raised his head and glanced coldly at the three people in front of him.

Suddenly, even though they had done nothing, just such a sweeping glance, it seemed as if there were thousands of needles piercing through the throats of the three of them. For a moment, the three of them felt an indescribable and terrifying pressure!
"Cough! Cough cough cough!!!"

(End of this chapter)