The prince shuddered, looking at the white mist around him with a horrified expression. www The cold wind brought a bit of cold and biting water vapor across his exposed skin, and for a moment he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his hair and eyebrows instantly
It was covered with a layer of white frost. Not daring to wait for long, Wang Zifu hurriedly patted Yiyu's neck.
It didn't matter what he did. As soon as he touched Yi Yuling's feathers, he felt like he was caressing on ice, and suddenly a cold air invaded his body along the veins on his hands.
"Get out." Prince Fu suddenly withdrew his hand and shouted directly without caring about communicating with him.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no sign of Yi Yu rushing out, but he was shaking even more, as if it was difficult to control his balance. Suddenly, a scream sounded out with a snap of his fingers. Prince Fu's heart sank, and he felt that Yi Yu suddenly paused under him, and then one person
The birds suddenly tilted and both fell to the ground.
The wind roared in his ears, and he saw streaks of rain retreating. Wang Zifu lowered his head and looked at Yiyu, who was falling a few seconds faster than him, and saw that his body was covered with a layer of ice crystals.
"No wonder, it's a good trick." The prince couldn't help but admire Lang Fei in his heart. It turned out that this boy saw Yi Yu's huge body, and the two of them were fighting so aggressively in the air that the raindrops falling from the sky had already drenched him, so he
After some scheming, he used the Ice Whale's steel edge to generate cold air, causing the surface of his body to freeze. Under the influence of the cold air and gravity, it was really difficult for him to hold on. After struggling for a moment, he fell from the cloud head.
The falling force became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, one person and one bird were less than ten feet away from the jade platform. At this time, dozens of green primeval energy suddenly shot out from the edge of the platform, intertwining horizontally and vertically to form a green hanging and jade platform.
There were two muffled sounds of "pa, pa", and amid the screams from the audience, both Wang Zifu and Yi Yu fell onto the green.
Seeing that Cui saved the lives of one person and one bird, all the disciples in the audience breathed a sigh of relief. Then a person slowly walked up the jade platform, but it was the elder guarding the platform. I saw that his hand gestures were false, and he slowly guided Cui down.
When he was less than one foot away from the table, his hand shape changed and the magic formula was dispersed. In the blink of an eye, the green light turned into green spots and disappeared, and the prince sat down on the jade platform with a bang.
At this time, Lang Fei was already riding Xiao Bai'er and slowly flying down from the sky. Seeing that Wang Zifu and Yi Yu were rescued, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little at ease.
"Uncle, my master's skills are good, but I'm not as good as my disciples. I'll be convinced if I lose." After some luck adjustment, the prince's clothes gradually improved, and he hurriedly said.
Lang Fei chuckled and said: "Today we are taking advantage of the rainy weather. Master, uncle, my true realm is not as good as yours. Master, nephew, don't belittle yourself."
"No matter what, if you lose, you lose. I don't have any complaints now, but I just hope that if I can make any progress in the future, I hope that my uncle will be kind enough to teach me." As his body became warmer, Prince Fu stood up and shivered.
Yi Yu recalled the spirit beast bag and turned to Lang Fei.
"Uh." Lang Fei was stunned. He never expected that the prince suit would stick to him like brown sugar. He lost the competition this time, but he still wanted to save face in the future. He secretly cursed him for being a fool and a troublemaker, with his face on his face.
But he pretended to smile and answered: "It's easy to say, easy to say, but it only depends on my nephew's wishes."
The prince was so convinced that he had nothing to say anymore. He bowed to Lang Fei and the elders guarding the platform, turned around and walked down the jade platform. His posture and demeanor made Lang Fei stare and curse in his heart. "Grandma, that bear,
If the person who just arrived still thinks that he is the one who wins, no wonder Zhu Ganglie looks down on him. With this domineering attitude, even the young master is very jealous."
"Junior brother, what are you thinking about being so lost in thought?" It was the elder who guarded the stage who announced Lang Fei's promotion. In the blink of an eye, he saw the boy looking at the audience in a daze, and he couldn't help asking.
"Ah? No, it's nothing." After hearing what he said, Lang Fei came back to his senses and hurriedly replied.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the Taoist stopped asking. He smiled slightly, changed the subject, and said: "Junior brother, now that you have been successfully promoted, it is too early. Why don't you prepare one or two?"
Lang Fei looked at the soaked clothes on his body, grinned, and replied: "Senior brother is right, so, junior brother, I'll say goodbye first and see you soon."
Seeing the Taoist nod, Lang Fei returned the greeting with a smile, then put down his shirt and walked down the jade platform.
"Brother Fei, do you have any tips for defeating the enemy in the next battle?" Seeing Lang Fei turn around, Yun Han asked with a worried look on his face.
"This..." Lang Fei glanced at Fang Qinghan, who was standing quietly next to Yun Yuzi in the distance, frowned, and turned around and said: "That Fang Qinghan has a lot of magic weapons in his hands. After thinking about it, even I don't have much confidence in winning.
"
"Hehe, no, the rain won't stop. If Brother Fei comes on stage to compete with him in a while, he will rain down all kinds of dust on Luoyundou again. Even if he doesn't lose, he will still have to shed a few layers of skin.
Li." Zhu Ganglie touched the bruise on his forehead and still had a look of fear on his face when talking about Fang Qinghan.
Seeing that Fang Qinghan was so difficult to deal with, Xue Ya raised her green sleeves and took out the Wutu Qi. Holding it in both hands, she came to Lang Fei and said, "Sir, you can take this Wutu flag."
Use it as a means of self-defense."
"Well, that's fine." Lang Fei nodded, took the Wu Tuqi from Xue Ya's hand, turned around and looked at Fang Qinghan who had his head buried behind Yun Yuzi, suddenly his face lit up, and he said happily: "Young Master
There is a way."
The three of them were surprised when they heard this, and Zhu Ganglie suddenly asked with his little eyes flashing: "Do you have a plan to deal with those killing moves?"
"Don't say it, don't say it." Lang Fei smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Mysterious!" The idiot curled his lips, disapproving of Lang Fei's attitude. He suddenly remembered the injury on his forehead and muttered again. "Then you should also lose to that kid. You must take a few more blows than me.
It’s only when you turn into a panda that you look happy.”
Zhu Ganglie didn't control the volume either. Lang Fei heard everything. How could that kid accommodate him? He raised his hand and was about to hit him. When the idiot saw his move, he ran away with his head in his hands. The two chased each other and escaped from harm.
All around, the disciples who were watching the battle were thrown into chaos in the blink of an eye.
Lang Fei was a very senior person, and no ordinary person would dare to stop him. The commotion caused by the two of them was until Tian Yuzi couldn't stand it any longer. He raised his sword in the air and took the idiot away with his collar hanging on the tip of the sword.
It just calmed down.
Looking at Zhu Ganglie who was standing behind Tian Yuzi as obediently as a chicken, and then at the old Taoist Xuan Yu who looked evil, how could he dare to do it again, sticking out his tongue and making a face at Mr. Xuan Yu?
Follow the second master and walk back to Xue Ya and the other two.
After this incident, the disciples watching the battle hid away from the three of them one by one, for fear of suffering another unforeseen disaster. The three of them had no choice but to hold up their magic weapons to protect themselves from the rain, and chat among themselves.
After a stick of incense, there was a chime sound, and then the elder guarding the platform slowly walked up to the jade platform, with a smile on his face, and said to the people in the audience: "There have been wind and thunder for several days, and today the Liumai martial arts competition is coming to an end.
Danmai Lingyun Zi Langfei and Zhenmai Qingyunzi Fang Qinghan successfully advanced to the finals. This game is the last one. From now on, the two will compete for the top spot. I hope they can give their best and have no regrets."
After saying this, he saw a lot of discussion in the audience. The elder guarding the stage paused for a moment. After a while, he saw that the discussion gradually stopped. Then he lowered his hands to signal for silence, and then said: "The hour is up, please come to the stage.
Start."
Lang Fei was not in a hurry when he heard this. The old god was waiting for Fang Qinghan to get up to the jade platform. Then he nodded to the two people around him, pulled his figure, separated from the people in front of him and walked to the jade platform.
When Xiao Bai'er saw him coming on stage, she stuck her butt out and followed her forward. Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, Lang Fei turned around and put his head on Tiger's butt. "Go back, go back, it won't happen this time."
Your part."
"Ouch." Xiaobai'er drooped the tiger's head and whimpered. He turned around slightly, with the tiger's tail dragging on his heels, and slowly walked back to Xue Ya. Seeing this, Lang Fei scolded it like a bear.
, turn around and continue moving forward.
After getting on the stage, Lang Fei looked at Fang Qinghan teasingly and said, "Junior brother, I never thought that you and I would meet in this final competition. It really makes me feel a bit sad."
Fang Qinghan raised his head slightly and glanced at Lang Fei, then opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Master... Junior Brother, I am your... Senior Brother."
"Oh, last time I saw my junior brother easily knocking that idiot off the stage, I was really frightened in my heart. I hope my junior brother's subordinates will be more merciful and spare my brother a little respect." He turned a deaf ear to Fang Qinghan's words. He was a ghost boy.
Gu's words interrupted.
"Junior...junior brother, I mean...meaning, that...this..." Fang Qinghan saw that he was pretending to be indifferent, his face turned red and his speech became even more sluggish. He kept forgetting what he had prepared in his heart.
of clean.
"This, that, could it be that I didn't agree to my brother's request?" Lang Fei acted so realistically that he changed his expression to a sad one in the blink of an eye.
Seeing him like this, Fang Qinghan became even more confused, and could only follow his words and trembled: "Hmm... um, promise."
Seeing that he had successfully taken advantage of that tender boy, Lang Fei felt happy, turned his head towards Yun Yuzi, pouted provocatively, and raised his eyebrows.
"Junior brother, you and I have been standing on the ring for such a long time, and it's time to take action. If we linger on talking for a long time, everyone watching the fight in the rain should blame us." Seeing Yun Yuzi's face turning dark,
The boy hurriedly turned around and said in a serious manner.
Fang Qinghan nodded, shook off a few drops of rainwater on his sleeves, took out the Luoyun Pocket from his Xumi belt with his backhand, kneaded a magic formula and was about to sacrifice it.
"Slow, slow, wait." Seeing him taking out Luo Yun Duo, the ghost boy hurriedly interrupted his casting. "Junior brother, after all, you are also a disciple of the Formation Pulse. In this final battle, you should use
What kind of wonderful formation tricks can I give my brother and everyone watching in the audience a little insight into? How can I use that weapon control method without ruining the reputation of the formation pulse in vain?"
Fang Qinghan was startled when he heard this. He looked up at the hanging Luoyun pocket, then looked down at the purple robe on his body, then nodded and said: "Junior brother...what you said...makes sense." He waved at Luoyun again.
The bag was retracted and put into the Sumeru Belt.