"The realm is too different."

The man from Lingyun Sect shook his head, sighed, and said, "This child should be ten years old, but now he is only at the fourth level of Qi refining. What a pity that his father should not be particularly outstanding, otherwise... his talent should not be like this."

"My senior sister, is really amazing in talent?" the little girl said strangely.

"Your senior sister is already at the ninth level of Qi refining at the age of ten, and in a place like the Nie family, this talent is outstanding," explained the big man.

The little girl felt respectful and said, "That's really amazing."

She also reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, but she knew that she could have the current level of Qi, which was closely related to her background.

Her practice along the way consumed many precious treasures of natural treasures, which was crucial.

Nie Jin must not be able to take those strange medicinal materials like her in the Nie family.

In this case, Nie Jin was able to reach the ninth level of Qi refining at the age of ten, and there was no other reason except for his unique talent.

According to principles, since Nie Tian is Nie Jin's son, he should be able to inherit part of his talent from his parents.

Even if Nie Tian’s father is just a mortal, he should not be so unbearable just by relying on his mother’s super talent.

"Xiaotian! Come home with me, don't hold on!" Nie Qian was panicked when he saw Nie Tian suffer a loss and hurriedly said, "You don't need to get your grudges and hatred from aunt! Come back with me!"

"Since the battle has begun, there must be a beginning and an end!" Yuan Qiuying's face turned cold, and her figure flashed, and she stood in front of Nie Qian. She had waves of spiritual power fluctuations on her body, which clearly wanted to stop her from interfering. "The person who fought with that kid was my son, and this could not be considered as a bullying of the small."

"All of them are all peers. If he loses, it will be that his own cultivation is not good, but I can't blame me."

Yuan Qiuying raised her head slightly and looked at Nie Tian who was smoking above her head. She was secretly happy, wishing that his son Yun Song would take another attack, making Nie Tian even more embarrassed.

Nie Tian’s previous words hit her sore spot, making her hate Nie Tian into the bone marrow.

Yun Song, who was laughing proudly, could obviously understand his mother's intentions. When he found that Yuan Qiuying was quietly blocking Nie Xi's face and hinted that he continued to kill, he did take action again.

"Swish!"

Clusters of orange-red flames flew towards Nie Tian again as the spiritual techniques in his body changed.

After leaving his palm, the flames seemed to be able to be arranged in an orderly manner as his thoughts changed, forming a "合" shape, chasing Nie Tian from different directions.

Nie Tian, ​​who had just been ignited by the flames, naturally knew that the flames were amazingly powerful. This time he no longer had a head-on fight, but kept dodging.

"Ha ha!"

Yun Song's face was filled with a smile, continuing to release the flames, allowing more flame balls to roar out.

Dozens of flames were flying around Nie Tian, ​​like burning little suns.

Flashes of heat were released from the flames, making the area where Nie Tian was in a blazing and unbearable.

Nie Tian could only dodge quickly among the flame balls to avoid the flames bombarding his body.

As more and more flames were released from the body by the Yunsong, the area where Nie Tian could move became smaller and smaller.

Even Yun Song had to control himself with his mind because he deliberately released many flame balls, which also consumed too much spiritual power and energy, and his forehead gradually showed signs of sweat.

"Fancy and gorgeous!" The little daughter, who was carved with jade, no longer had her eyes eaten, and her attention was completely focused on the battle between Yun Song and Nie Tian. She frowned gently, "The gathering of so many flame balls has consumed too much energy to control the flames. Apart from being beautiful, it is actually not very useful.

The big man beside her nodded and commented fairly: "That boy from the Yun family has really fancy combat skills. He only has the seventh level of Qi refining. If he controls three flame balls with all his strength, the speed and flexibility of those three flame balls will be increased by two levels."

"If it were just three flame groups, the boy from the Nie family might have been hit long ago and might have been defeated by this time."

"The energy is too dispersed, which makes all the flame balls slow and dull, which makes the boys of the Nie family still have room to move."

After pausing, the big man said again: "But even so, because there are more and more flame groups, the range of activities that the Nie family's child can move is getting smaller and smaller, and it is only a matter of time before he loses."

"It's because the difference in realms between the two sides is too big." The little girl said regretfully.

"Peng!"

At this moment, a fist-sized flame finally hit Nie Tian’s chest cavity when he failed to avoid it.

Nie Tian’s clothes on his chest were ignited again, and a trace of flame power took the opportunity to enter.

Nie Tian was in pain and his steps were chaotic, and more flame balls rushed forward, and he was about to be flooded by those flame balls.

"Nie Tian!" Nie Qian screamed sadly, regardless of Yuan Qiuying's obstruction, he wanted to stop him.

At this time, the man Lingyun Sect's face suddenly became gloomy.

Nie Tian only has the fourth level of Qi refining, and the power contained in those flame balls comes from Yunsong on the seventh level.

If all those flame balls hit Nie Tian, ​​Nie Tian would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

He is from Lingyun Sect. The Nie family where Nie Tian is located is, after all, a vassal of Lingyun Sect. He will never be able to watch the boy from the Yun family kill Nie Tian in front of him.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At this moment, Nie Tian’s heart beat suddenly faster in a desperate situation.

There was almost no trace of stagnation, and Nie Tian suddenly felt an unknown force hidden deep in his flesh and blood gushing out!

The power of flame wandering in his body was instantly washed away, and he seemed to be no longer affected by the remaining flame power in his body.

Facing the flame balls, he rushed towards Yun Song, with a brutal evil spirit like a ferocious beast in his eyes.

"Pengpeng!"

Balls of flames hit him, but he felt no pain.

The hot spiritual power from the flame splashed onto him and was extinguished in an instant, without a trace of remaining power that could penetrate into his body through his pores.

He actually rushed out of the flame ball in the sky!

The great man of Lingyun Sect, who was about to take action to stop him, opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout the word "stop" was held back by him.

"call!"

Like a lightning, Nie Tian's figure seemed to have arrived next to Yun Song in an instant.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a strange sound, Yun Song's rear drive flew high toward him and landed heavily.

Nie Tian stood at the place where Yunsong originally stayed.

Across nearly five meters away, he stared at Yun Song rudely and shouted, "Come on, get up and continue!"

"Cough cough!" Yun Song opened his mouth and suddenly coughed violently, and a wisp of blood couldn't help but spill out of the corners of his mouth.

"Song'er!"

Yuan Qiuying and Yun Zhiguo and his wife, seeing the situation suddenly changed, screamed and hurried to explore Yun Song's injuries as if their butts were on fire.

"Ah! What just happened?"

"I'm not mistaken, right? Why is it the boy from the Nie family standing while the boy from the Yun family lying on the ground?"

"What happened before? I didn't see clearly."

"How strange! How strange!"

Many onlookers were all in the clouds and foggy, looking at Nie Tian and Yun Song, who looked listless, and were discussing loudly.

In the field, the man from Lingyun Sect could see clearly. After seeing Nie Tian rush out of the flame ball, his whole body was like a violent chariot, hitting Yun Song's chest hard, knocking Yun Song away with brute force.

"Little bastard! If you dare to hurt my Song'er, I will kill you now!" Yuan Qiuying checked her son's injuries and found that Yun Song had two broken sternums, and suddenly she went crazy.

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Chapter completed!