"I don't think I will lose anyone than if I play spinning. Brother Zhurong, don't make a fuss about these little things. Let's go seriously, otherwise, I will fall on the ring by then. I'm just afraid of you.
You will not accept it." Nie Feng, who was stepping on the fire lotus, was looking at Zhu Ronglian with indifferent eyes. Zi Yunxiao in his hand was buzzing and chirping, as if cheering.
"Hmph! I hope you don't regret it! I was just having a playful attitude. If you make me angry, it's hard to say!" Seeing Nie Feng's high posture, Zhu Ronglian was angry and summoned in his hand
As soon as the flame flag flipped, the flames immediately wrapped around the Zhaoyan flag again.
"True Fire Skill·True Dragon Refining Fire!"
After the flames on the Zhaoyan flag turned into the form of a fire dragon, it roared and rushed towards Nie Feng. The hot waves surged out, making everyone around the ring feel a sense of heat that surged into their hearts.
Seeing the fire dragon sacrificed by Zhu Ronglian, Huo Ling's face became even more ugly.
"Don't worry, if it were half a year ago, that idiot would definitely be seriously injured and dying by Zhu Ronglian, but now, this idiot would not be the idiot's opponent. If the idiot now compares with you, there will be no
Suspense, you are going to lose." Seeing Huo Ling's worried look on his face, Emperor Yan, who was pulled into his arms by Huo Ling pressing his little shoulder, he curled his lips and said, Emperor Yan also knew that it was Nie Feng who was on the ring
Please Huo Ling be his temporary "guardian", for fear of causing trouble, so Emperor Yan did not resist.
"What you said is true?" Although I expected that Nie Feng's cultivation would definitely improve within half a year, it was hard to imagine that Nie Feng could become as strong as what Yan Huang said.
"Of course, when did I miss what I said? But you little girl had already lost earlier, so it didn't count. Zhu Ronglian used ordinary real fire, which was completely suppressed by the blood spirit poisonous fire, so even
There is no suspense at all. If the other party uses Samadhi or Five Dao True Fire, I can't guarantee it. Generally, True Fire will be dead!" After saying that, Emperor Yan raised his head proudly.
"What's more, little girl, do you think everyone has the opportunity and talent of you, and can master two kinds of strange waters. You are using heavy water and light water freely, making people dizzy, and Zhu Ronglian may have to control it.
True fire requires all your energy, and there is no time to control other flames. So you, a little girl, don’t agree with him, if you don’t have the same circumstances as him, you may not lose much!”
"Little girl, who do you mean?" Due to Nie Feng's influence, Huo Ling no longer feared Emperor Yan, but just regarded Emperor Yan as a naughty little girl, so he heard Emperor Yan Yan's death.
When Huo Ling said that he was a little girl, he gently tapped Yan Huang's little head and focused his attention back on the arena again.
At this moment, the arena has become a purgatory of fire. The blood spirit poisonous fire and the real fire are entangled. The fire dragon summoned by Zhu Ronglian is even more like a living creature, constantly swimming in the sea of fire, towards Nie
Maple kept striking.
"If you want to play with dragons? I will play with you! Demon-eating Dragon Breaks and Wanlong Zhens!!"
The rippling space condensed into a hideous dragon head. Then, as Nie Feng's left fist burst out, the rippling dragon head roared towards the fire dragon and rushed straight towards the fire dragon.
'boom!!'
A huge explosion of air sounded, and Nie Feng's Demon-Devouring Heavenly Dragon Po collided with the fire dragon sacrificed by Zhu Ronglian, and both burst out immediately. Zhu Ronglian waved his hand and summoned the flame flag and wrapped around it.
The flames on Zhu Ronglian's body became even more hot and vigorous.
"True Fire Skill·Golden Crow Dance!"
The flames floating around Zhu Ronglian began to condense into the shape of birds the size of human heads, condensed into the flames of birds, just like arrows of Lixian, flying towards Nie Feng, and just cracking the fire dragon,
Nie Feng, who was in the empty stage in his body, was suddenly hit by these flaming birds flying in.
‘Boom boom boom boom boom~~’
The continuous explosions rose wildly. When the flame birds hit Nie Feng's body, they would explode with powerful explosions. The explosion was astonishingly powerful. In just a short moment, Nie Feng was blown into the sea of fire.
middle.
"The river is broken and the current is broken and the current is broken!!"
With an angry shout, Nie Feng, who was bombing in a series of bombings, suddenly raised the Ziyunxiao in his hand, and slashed at Zhu Ronglian with a blow. The huge and heavy sword energy rushed down towards Zhu Ronglian.
"True Fire Skills·Borrowing the Fire to Repay!!"
Just as the Duanliu moment fell, Zhu Ronglian turned the Zhaoyan flag in his hand around, and then a flame turned into an egg-shaped body, wrapping Zhu Ronglian's body, and when the Duanliu momentary sword energy fell on
The moment the flame cover was covered, the sword energy of Duanliu suddenly bounced back towards Nie Feng.
'boom!!'
The heavy severing momentum fell, and Nie Feng flew away in an instant, but Zhu Ronglian's hand kept turning around. As soon as he turned the flame flag, the flame birds began to gather in groups behind Zhu Ronglian again.
"It's not bad." The smoke and dust disappeared, and Nie Feng was half kneeling on the ground in the ring. His clothes had been scrapped. The long sword emperor hatred radiated in front of the wind, obviously.
The breaking current that had just been rebounded was also blocked by Nie Feng.
"That was the rebound technique just now, so you can try it. Can I rebound my attack?" Nie Feng, who showed off his freedom from heaven, flashed like a ghost, and the flame bird that continued to rush forward.
After getting close to Zhurong and refining to a certain distance, Nie Feng suddenly waved the emperor hatred in his hand.
"Hmph, it's useless. As long as you borrow money and return the fire, you are still there..." Before Zhu Ronglian finished speaking, he found that the fluctuations spreading from the emperor's hatred easily penetrated his borrow money and returned the fire, and was in Zhu Ronglian.
With a surprised look, he fell on Zhu Ronglian's body.
"What is this..." Just as Zhu Ronglian's temptation arose, a breath of violence and hatred suddenly surged into Zhu Ronglian's heart. Zhu Ronglian's eyes seemed to have become a battlefield of killing, countless
The wronged soul was crying at him, and his sudden change of mood made Zhu Ronglian's vitality break, and he almost vomited blood and fell down. After quickly calming his mind, Zhu Ronglian realized that what he saw was just a phantom, there was no battlefield, nor any
Injustice soul.
"What the hell is going on? What did you do?" The sudden appearance of phantom and the sudden impact of mind surprised Zhu Ronglian. Zhu Ronglian, who had sharp eyes exuding murderous intent, stared at Nie Feng tightly, and was cold.
asked with a voice.
"What did you do? Didn't you feel it just now? Or did you not know it? That doesn't matter, I will let you continue to experience it." After saying that, the emperor hatred in Nie Feng's hand burst out transparent ripples, and Zhu Rong
Although Lian retreated, he was still covered by these ripples. Suddenly, Zhu Ronglian's eyes turned blood red.
When Zhu Ronglian was stuck with the ripples of the emperor's hatred, he immediately fell into a blood-colored world. Countless evil souls rushed towards Zhu Ronglian from all directions, and their cold eyes and terrifying posture were constantly tortured.
Zhu Ronglian's nerves, although Zhu Ronglian kept telling himself that this was just an illusion, the extremely real scene of rape made Zhu Ronglian unable to convince himself. This was just a general illusion.
"Ah!! Get out of here!! True Fire Skill·Huo Wu Yaoyang!!"
Zhu Ronglian, who was entangled by resentment and bloody illusions, shouted angrily, danced the Zhaoyan flag in his hand wildly. The surging fire waves turned into Zhu Rong's mount, the flame beast, and began to rush around randomly, as if
Just as I wanted to eliminate everything around me, seeing Zhu Ronglian start a crazy attack of indiscriminately, Nie Feng stepped on the Fire Lotus and took a few steps back, and the emperor hatred in his hand also stopped attacking.
“Hu~~Hu~~~”
After Nie Feng's emperor hatred stopped attacking, the hallucinations surrounding Zhu Ronglian gradually dissipated. When the hallucinations in front of him completely disappeared, Zhu Ronglian half-kneeled on the ground with a heavy breath, his eyes full of horror.
He looked at Nie Feng with murderous aura and said fiercely: "What kind of trick did you play just now? Why? Why did I see that inexplicable scene?"
"It's not a trick, it's just an attack on your spirit." Hearing Zhu Ronglian's words, Nie Feng shook his head and said, "Directly attack the spirit. It seems that you have never encountered it before. You are not just playing.
Is it just a play? Just let you make a reference."
"What a crazy person!" Nie Feng's arrogant attitude aroused Zhu Ronglian's anger again. At this time, Zhu Ronglian's whole body was bathed in flames, and two of them appeared on his chest and forehead respectively.
The iron-like flame marks surged out of Zhu Ronglian's body.
Influenced by Zhu Ronglian, the Zhaoyan Banner also changed. The flag, which was originally cloth-shaped, had turned into a burning fire. At this time, Zhu Ronglian was astonishing as the God of Fire came to the world.
"Remember, force me to this, you have no way out. The True Fire Skill·The Flame Dragon True Fire Burns in All Directions!!"
After eight true fire dragons rushed out of Zhu Ronglian's body, they surrounded Nie Feng from eight positive directions and kept hovering. Then, the eight flame dragons spewed out a blazing flame, forming a circle of flames.
Nie Feng surrounded the middle.
"Die!!"
With an angry shout, the eight flame dragons instantly crashed towards Nie Fengfei. With such a momentum, everyone did not doubt at all. Once they were hit by the eight flame dragons, Nie Feng would definitely turn into a firecracker in the sky, even a hair.
He would not stay in the world, and Huo Ling, who was under the ring, saw the flame dragon's true fire burning everywhere, his face turned pale and his body could not help but tremble slightly.
"Evil Art·Blood-colored Pan Nirvana!" Facing the eight flame dragons that soared into the sky, Nie Feng's body began to fade gradually, and the blood-colored sword energy turned into a blood-red phoenix in an instant.