The cobalt blue flame rose again, converging on Su Zhe's left hand, turning into a blue flame sword, wielding it at will, exuding bursts of scorching aura, even the air was about to be scorched, making a sizzling sound.

A layer of flames burned all over Chunjiang's body, and from a distance it looked like a vengeful flame spirit, and circles of crimson aura visible to the naked eye circulated on the surface of her body, gradually converging on her right fist.

Every Mystic has a unique Secret Card, and one of the most popular sayings in everyone's common perception is that there is no such thing as the weakest Secret Card, only the weakest Secret Cardmaster.

Many people's understanding and use of secret cards are mostly simple and lacking, such as fire abilities, many people will regard it as a means of attack, subconsciously bombarding indiscriminately, and neglecting other ways to use it.

In fact, the use of secret cards is very rich, if you want to maximize the ability of secret cards, you need to rely on its unique nature and the imagination of the secret card master to use them together, take the flame as an example, most people will think that this is just an outright offensive skill, and like Chunjiang, the effect of gathering a large area of flames for defense around the body is actually very good, and it can even make a fuss through the high temperature and smoke generated by the flames.

How to use the secret cards you already have is a science.

"Get out of my way!"

The blue sword of fire and the red fist of fire collide, and the two violent secret cards meet, and the competition is who is more ferocious!

The battle between Chunjiang and Su Zhe was like Mars hitting the earth, the two flames met, burning wildly, and the space even appeared to a certain extent, and it became fluctuating in a state visible to the naked eye.

Explosion! Another huge explosion!

The floor slab of this building finally could not withstand such high temperatures, and it collapsed with a thud, and the cement blocks and rubble poured down like a torrential rain, smashing many depressions and potholes in the ground on the second floor.

Su Zhe floated in mid-air, hovering slowly with his blue wings of flowing fire, and the falling gravel was dodged by him at will, and at this time he was looking at the Chunjiang opposite with a sneer.

Chunjiang does not have the ability to condense into wings with fire, but when she is about to fall to the ground, she flexibly rolls several times, this action will often appear in many parkour athletes, and it is a very practical trick to unload the gravity of the fall by rolling.

"I could have cleaned you up very easily, and I made a special bet with a nasty ghost to bet on which of us would solve the opponent we encountered first. Chunjiang looked at Su Zhe with a somewhat provocative gaze.

Su Zhe smiled disdainfully, looked at her with a mocking gaze and said: "The little girl is not very old, but her tone is not small, don't think that you can beat me by killing those few wastes, you haven't seen the real horror of Lao Tzu yet!"

"If you have any tricks, just let the horse come!" Chunjiang said not to be outdone, "I finally met an opponent who can fight me for so many rounds, don't let me down!"

"As you wish!" Su Zhe's wings slammed behind him, and the whole person shot straight into the sky like an arrow off the string.

There was a sudden burning sound in mid-air, and countless flame wings fell from the sky, shooting straight towards the position of Chunjiang, when these flame feathers landed in a certain position, they suddenly formed a blue lion with teeth and claws, with a flowing mane, majestic, and a fierce pounce towards Chunjiang.

Chunjiang stepped on the ground, just a shake of her shoulders, and a cloud of fire came out from around her body, and with a slight lift of her palm, she formed a gorgeous red shield in front of her.

However, the blue lion was just a charge, and the red shield fell apart like papier-mâché, and Chunjiang flipped back and flexibly dodged the blow.

The ground that was hit by the blue fire lion left a cobweb-like even and regular splintering mark, and the ground began to shatter, revealing a round and smooth hole, through which the eye could even easily see the first floor.

"How good do you think you are?" Su Zhe roared, his eyes cracking, and he was extremely excited.

The blue fire feathers began to deform in mid-air again, and each feather would transform into a flame slap, as if hundreds of Nyorai Divine Palms were smashed down together, and the surging terrifying aura was even difficult to breathe.

The palms poured down like raindrops, Su Zhe gave full play to his specialty, changing the form of flames, and the people on the first floor naturally saw all this in their eyes, opened their mouths wide and were shocked, watching one by one flame palms fall, spectacular and terrifying.

Chunjiang raised her head, and within the field of vision above her head, there were fire palms everywhere, and under such a dense attack, dodging was completely meaningless, even if she could jump to the first floor, these attacks would definitely be like maggots chasing after the tarsal bones, and there was also the possibility of hurting other people, Chunjiang naturally didn't want this to happen.

All flame class mystical card masters will try their best to improve their ability to change the form of flames, just like Su Zhe's Flowing Fire Wings, borrowing the impact of flames to achieve a short period of flight, although theoretically all secret card masters with similar abilities can do it, but it is really difficult to practice.

In addition to non-stop practice, there is no other way to trick up, most people will be dissuaded by the boring practice, and finally see the person flying with the fire wings on his back can only let out a sour admiration, thinking to himself: "Cut! What is it, if I could have practiced all the time, I would definitely be able to do it." ”

Every time the fire palm fell, it was a terrifying devastating blow, and under the frenzied and dense attack, Chunjiang didn't even have time to defend before he was swept by countless blue flames.

Boom boom boom~

The slab on the second floor also let out screams and wails, and the feeling of collapse and shaking came from under his feet, and it could collapse again at any time.

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"The Buddha told the bhikkhus. There are sixteen small prisons in the Great Burning Hell. ”

"Circumferential. Each is five hundred and ten years long. What is the name of the cloud, and it burns hell. ”

"His jailers have put all the sinners in the iron city. Its city is on fire. Both inside and out. Burn sinners. ”

"A major burn. The flesh is rotten. Bitter and bitter. All poisons are coming. The remaining sins are not over. Therefore, they do not die. That's why it's called the Great Burning Hell. ”

In the blue sea of fire, Chunjiang closed her eyes slightly, muttering to herself and reading the scriptures, looking like a master outside the world, on her body, except for some slight burns, there were no other scars, it seemed that Su Zhe's palm of flowing fire just now did not hurt her.

Su Zhe looked at this girl puzzled, unable to understand what she was doing, let alone why her moves were actually ineffective against her.

Suddenly, a strong sense of foreboding surged violently into his heart, and Su Zhe felt as if something was about to come or be born.

Chunjiang's hair suddenly fluttered without warning, there was no wind around, let alone air currents, and his long wavy hair flew like a ghost banner that summoned spirits.

A scarlet fireball flew out from the top of Harue's head.

It's not just an ordinary fireball.

In the center of the blazing fireball, two black, obsidian-like cores shone silently.

"Demons from the Burning Hell, please defeat my enemies!" Harue's originally ruddy face turned pale after the fireball appeared, and wrinkles appeared on his tight facial skin and forehead, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

Howling, the flame demon that emitted endless pain from his voice stretched out his arm, as if to get Su Zhe out of hell.

Su Zhe's smug and presumptuous smile disappeared completely, and he could clearly feel the terrifying aura of this evil ghost, as majestic as a mountain, as turbulent as the sea, and his proud killer weapon was in front of it, like the difference between an ant and an elephant.

"Is this also the ability of the Wind Rank Secret Card Master?" Su Zhe said tremblingly, in front of this evil ghost, he had no qualifications to resist at all.

"Where is your terror? Although Chunjiang bit his lip tightly and looked like he was about to fall down at any time, he still said arrogantly.

Every move carried the breath of death, waving his arms at will, a huge flame fist that occupied almost the entire cross-section of the floor struck, and the whistling wind pressure smashed into Su Zhe like a wall that had been pushed into, making him unable to move.

The fire fist swept wildly, Su Zhe was beaten out alive, his whole body was ignited by these flames, and the whole person became a struggling fire man.

Waves of fire erupted and danced in all directions, and the entire floor was completely reduced to a pitch-black ruin, the steel bars were melted, hot molten steel dripped out, and the concrete was burned into gray-white debris, and only a feast of fire was here.

Su Zhe's death was so miserable that he didn't have time to react, he didn't have time to suffer, his whole person was melted by the heat of tens of thousands of degrees, his body turned into ashes, and only a wisp of unprepared soul was left wailing and hating.