Invincible Martial God System

Chapter 337 Purple Fire - 3 Points of Burning Wilderness Ruler!

Chapter 337 Purple Fire - Three-Part Wilderness Burning Ruler!

Leng Yun used his classic combo, intending to exploit Hua Jian's weakness and deliver a fatal blow.

But when Leng Yun's fist touched Hua Jian's body, he couldn't help but be startled!

It turned out that the person standing in front of Leng Yun was actually a phantom!

Under Leng Yun's attack, it turned into a cloud of black mist with a "poof" and dissipated into the air.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of Hua Jian's figures appeared in the night sky at the same time!

"Hehehe, a thousand miles away, this is my ultimate sorcery, the clone technique, how about it!" Dozens of Hua Jian said at the same time, their true forms completely obscured.

Leng Yun snorted softly, and with a swift movement, transformed into a ball of flame, instantly heading towards Hua Jian's clone.

Although Hua Jian had many clones, Leng Yun was even faster. In an instant, she had already broken through more than a dozen clones, and in the blink of an eye, she had defeated all of them.

Each clone struck by Leng Yun turned into a wisp of black mist and dissipated into the air.

To Leng Yun's surprise, he had called all of Hua Jian's cards but still couldn't find the real Hua Jian!

At the same time, just as Leng Yun stopped, dozens more figures of Hua Jian appeared around her.

"Heh heh, I didn't expect you to be so fast, kid. Too bad it's no use, you still can't catch me!" Hua Jian said with a laugh.

Before he finished speaking, several black beams of light suddenly shot out from the hands of several of Hua Jian's men, hurtling towards Leng Yun in the center.

With a thought, Leng Yun conjured a wall of flames around himself.

The black object struck the wall with a dull thud.

What puzzled Leng Yun was that these black streaks all had a real, tangible feel to them.

Normally, the power of a clone would be weakened, but the clone created by the Southern Border witchcraft did not weaken the power of the original at all.

"Hehe, Qianlilu, you're quite the player. Well then, I'll have some fun with you!" Dozens of Huajians said at the same time, and before they finished speaking, they rushed towards Lengyun in the center.

Leng Yun snorted and transformed into a streak of fire, dodging attacks from different directions.

"I'm not in the mood to play with you!" Leng Yun said indifferently as she dodged.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and turned around abruptly.

Dozens of Hua Jian were already completely behind him.

It turns out that he didn't just run away randomly, but deliberately gathered all the Hua Jians together in one place.

"And also—" Leng Yun pulled out the Burning Lamp Ruler, "I'm not called Qianlilu, my real name is Leng Yun!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Leng Yun slammed down the Burning Lamp Ruler.

Unlike before, this time, the broken ruler was surrounded by purple ghostly flames, which, combined with the sun totem at the base of the ruler, gave off a faintly eerie feeling.

"Three parts of the burning field!"

A purple wave of fire, tens of feet high, appeared, even tearing a hole in the night sky and dyeing the moonlight purple.

The wave of fire crashed down, stretching for dozens of feet, splitting the ground in front of Leng Yun in two.

"what!"

Before the dozens of Hua Jians could even be surprised, they were engulfed by the purple flames. Within the flames, they cried out in pain, and before long, many of the Hua Jians were reduced to ashes.

Only the last one, Hua Jian's true form, was also suffering as if his heart was being burned by a thousand fires. He was in great pain, his expression was extremely distorted, and he finally collapsed to the ground and died from the pain.

The purple flames took a full ten seconds to dissipate, but apart from Hua Jian being burned to death, the flames did not cause any other changes.

There was no trace left on the earth, as if it had never been burned by fire.

This is the effect of ghost fire; it only works on evil forces and won't burn ordinary things.

At that moment, everyone in the entire southern border region saw this fleeting purple flame.

They all stared in surprise in Leng Yun's direction, wondering what had happened to turn half the night sky purple.

In the distant mountains, in a quaint thatched hut, sat an old man.

This man is none other than the great shaman of the Southern Frontier!

The great wizard stared intently at the horizon: "Such powerful purple flames! They're perfect for countering the witchcraft of our Southern Frontier. How could they appear in the Linglong Pavilion?"

The great wizard was puzzled: "Alas, these are turbulent times. I wonder if the master of the Purple Flame is friend or foe. If he is an enemy, then the Linglong Pavilion will probably perish."

In the dead of night, a sigh came from the great wizard.

……

The next day, the entire Linglong Pavilion was abuzz with discussion, all talking about the strange celestial phenomena that had occurred the previous night.

For a moment, people were panicked.

People finally noticed that the three of them—Master Hua Jian, Medicine King Jinlong, and Zhou Dazhuang—had disappeared.

This added another layer of gloom to the already tense atmosphere.

Leng Yun crossed the Linglong Pavilion Square and arrived at the residence of Protector Mu Daqing.

Before long, Leng Yun was led to the meeting hall by two servants.

Mu Daqing was sitting in the center, his face extremely ugly, and he dismissed the two servants.

"Boom!"

Leng Yun threw something at Mu Daqing's feet; it was Hua Jian's scepter.

Upon seeing the scepter, Mu Daqing was shocked: "It really was this kid who killed Hua Jian."

Although he was furious, Mu Daqing never expected that this newcomer would have such abilities.

"Stop sending others to their deaths. If you want to kill me, come and do it yourself!" Leng Yun said coldly.

Mu Daqing's face was grim, and a faint sense of fear arose in his heart towards this new student.

"Who exactly are you?" Mu Daqing demanded.

Leng Yun gave a cold laugh, didn't answer, and turned to walk away.

"Damn it!" Mu Daqing's face turned ashen. He suddenly attacked from behind Leng Yun, sending a powerful black aura towards Leng Yun.

From afar, Leng Yun could already sense a powerful force; this Mu Daqing must have reached the eighth level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

However, Leng Yun was not flustered. He snorted and with a thought, a ball of purple flame instantly appeared behind him.

At the same time, the black power collided with the purple flames and was instantly burned to ashes by the purple fire.

Although its power was not weak, the purple fire's ability to restrain evil forces allowed Leng Yun to easily break Mu Daqing's attack.

Seeing this, Mu Daqing was surprised. He had used all his strength in that move, but it was easily neutralized.

What surprised him even more was that the purple flames were actually subtly suppressing the magical power within him.

"You—you're the one who created the purple fire!" Mu Daqing exclaimed in surprise. He had also seen the strange phenomenon in the sky last night.

Leng Yun sneered and walked away without looking back.

Only a utterly astonished Mu Daqing remained, staring grimly at the doorway where Leng Yun had disappeared...