Rebirth of the Valkyrie Anchor

Wu Yuanmu didn't know that his "ruthless and ruthless feudalism" had caused anger in the live broadcast room. At the moment, he and Zhong Li were watching the flames in the sword and fire pile.

For a short while, the place where the sword and fire were located became a veritable flame of fire, not only the flames burning fiercely, but also the smoke billowing, forcing everyone around to retreat involuntarily.

At this time, you can't pile on it, otherwise you can't talk about the rising tongue of fire, just the thick smoke that rises, you can smoke people alive. You must wait until the fire has burned the apex and the wood turned into a charcoal fire. Able to step forward.

Seeing this, Yuan Mu nodded with satisfaction and turned to Zhong Li, saying, "These knives and fire piles have been treated beforehand. Not only are the materials used only for the raw wood that has been cut shortly, but the bottom is also made certain. The protection is enough to support this sea of ​​fire for a long time, and you don't have to worry about the collapse of the pile as soon as it happens. "

"You don't have to worry, don't worry!"

"These are all wood. How can they withstand the fire, what if they fall down?"

"Anchor, don't go crazy with him, let's go back. If he doesn't give the medicine, I don't believe that modern medicine can't handle a little poison!"

The preconceived reason makes the audience in the live broadcast room have a very bad impression of Yuan Mu, whether right or wrong, or not, against him for a while.

Fortunately, Yuan Mu did not see these, but still smiled and said to Zhong Li, "A hundred years ago, our ancestors of Bameng moved here on the day of June Festival. At that time, the people were confused and terrified. For this reason, The clan elders erected a sword and fire pile, and the warriors beat a war dance on the pile, encouraging everyone to establish a new Pakmon. Since then, every June festival, we have to erect a sword and fire pile to commemorate it. The ancestor's deeds and the rebirth of Parmon ... "

Telling history made Yuan Mu's words a bit more vicissitudes and heavier, but then he was swept away by a chuckle and continued: "This knife and fire pile, under the burning of this flame, can support for about half an hour , Then it may collapse. Therefore, the warriors who used to climb the sword and fire pile must complete the dance of war within this time, otherwise they will fail. "

At this point, Yuan Mu's words turned around, and he laughed: "Now you and I can test, just click until the end. After half an hour, no matter who wins or loses, they all come down."

Hearing this, Zhong Li also smiled and said, "Okay!"

Seeing Zhong Li agree, Yuan Mu nodded with satisfaction and turned to the knife and fire pile where the fire was slightly weakened, saying, "It's time to get on the pile. As the host, this can't let the guests go up first, Hao, Bring the wine! "

"Oh!"

Hearing this, behind them, Meng Hao, holding the two altar wines, hurried forward and handed one of the altars to Yuan Mu, and the crowd gathered to shout loudly to cheer.

In the shouts, Yuan Mu opened the altar and drank a bite, then took off his shoes, went barefoot in front of the sword-fire pile, stood up in three steps, and landed firmly on the two sword-fires. On the pile.

"it is good!"

Although it wasn't the first time that Yuan Mu had seen him on the sword, seeing his clean performance, the audience was very excited and applauded.

Wu Yuanmu nodded and motioned to the crowd, and then looked at Zhongli before inviting his hand to say, "Please!"

"Look!"

"This guy will fly?"

"Don't you really want to go up, right?"

"The coals underneath are so hot that they can be grilled in minutes!"

In the live broadcast room, an audience who had never seen such a battle before became nervous. For fear that Zhong Li could not think of it, he would enter the invitation battle of Yuan Mu.

Not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but also the crowd at the scene, watching Yuan Mu's invitation to Zhong Li, but also confused, some confused.

"Brother, what's going on!"

I did n’t know where Meng Yao came from, grabbed Meng Hao directly, and asked nervously: “Why did Zhong Li go to the sword and fire, what did you say to Zhai Lao?”

"This……"

Hearing this, Meng Hao didn't know how to answer, but could only look to Zhongli for help.

Wu Zhongli smiled and said, "Be assured that nothing will happen."

He said, waiting for Meng Yao to react, Zhong Li took off his backpack, took the wine Meng Hao handed over, drank a headache, and turned to the sword and fire pile.

Now, it's dusk, but the heat of summer has not been much reduced. There is still a feeling of sweltering under the red sunset, which makes people feel very uncomfortable. In this way, the air distorted by the high temperature is like a stream of invisible flames, burning all the people who approach.

The parable of an audience in the live broadcast room is very vivid. This piece of knife and fire is like a huge oven. If ordinary people board the pile without knowing it, then 80% of it will become barbecue, even if it is a warrior, it must be big. Grandmaster, you can only survive if you run your whole body with vigor.

Today, Zhong Li, although he has penetrated the whole world, but he still hasn't opened up the air of dantian. There is still a gap between the master and the master. Fortunately, he has cultivated the dragon elephant Prajna and the iron for iron cloth shirt. These two martial arts It has greatly improved his physique and strength, and can fully withstand the scorching of this knife and fire pile.

Welcoming the hot air ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Zhong Li came to the Sword Fire Pillar, and in the same three steps emerged, jumping into this sea of ​​fire.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and on the pile of swords and fire, Zhong Li set up the style of a tiger stepping on the mountain, pressing his feet firmly, as calmly as a mountain, unshakable!

"Good job!"

In such a scene, Yuan Mu's eyes brightened and he admired: "I don't know which martial arts the teacher came from?"

"Xingyi!"

Qi Zhongli looked calm and had entered the state, stepped on both feet, walked like a bow, and said, "Please!"

He said, Zhong Li suddenly exploded, and the tiger went down the mountain in general. He even stepped on several piles, punched out, and straightly took Yuan Mu's chest.

"Ok!"

In the face of such a fierce offensive, Yuan Mu's eyes were frozen and he did not dare to neglect. As an iron tower, he stepped steadily on the knife-fire pile that was burned by the flames under his feet, turning his hands into the palm of his hand, blocking the aggressive one from Zhong Li. fist.

"Snapped!"

Later, after listening only to a crisp sound, Yuan Mu's knife and fire pile shook slightly, cracking a trace that could not be traced, but Yuan Mu himself was unscathed, and his palms were like a vortex. Zhong Li's fist even wrapped it in his palm.

Feeling that the other party took off his punches, Zhong Li frowned, looking at Yuan Mu, saying: "This is ..."

"Tai Chi!"

Yuan Mu smiled, his palms suddenly moved, and a soft but irresistible force reversed the movement, acting on the fist that was wrapped in his palms, and he would move his whole body and move the clock away. His body twisted.

At this time, I saw ...

"Groan!"

There was a scream of Long Yin that only Zhongli could hear, and the surging power broke out, and a punch reversed and trembled, and the quake shattered the power of Taiji's Taiji.