Chapter 249: The King of Ten Thousand Fires

Under the ring, Bei Xiaoxiao, who had been looking at the stage on the stage, suddenly showed a strange look in her beautiful eyes, and she knew in her heart that Huang Junhao's so-called Crazy Lion Gangyan was very powerful, but for Wang Ying, it couldn't be too much of a threat at all, and any kind of flame in Wang Ying's body was much more terrifying than the Crazy Lion Gangyan.

"Boy, get your flame out, I want to see if your flame is strong, or my mad lion is strong. Huang Junhao's voice was full of arrogance, as if he didn't look at the two flames of Wang Ying in his eyes, he had absolute confidence in his mad lion gangyan.

Wang Ying looked at Huang Junhao, who was arrogant on the other side, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a somewhat weird smile, and then he slowly raised his palm, and suddenly, a wisp of pale black flames rushed out from his body, and the Eight Desolations burst out, which seemed to drive the temperature of the entire space, and an extremely hot burning sensation spread to everyone present, making everyone's faces change greatly.

As soon as Wang Ying's strange flame came out, not only did they feel a blazing feeling, but some people who were not good at cultivation could obviously feel that the Yuan Force in their bodies seemed to be stagnant and suppressed.

The corners of Wang Ying's mouth outlined a contemptuous smile, and the pale black flames hovered above his palm.

Looking at the pale black Hui Yuan beating like a devil, the trace of contemptuous smile outlined on the corner of Wang Ying's mouth, as well as the flow of Yuan Force in his body, seemed to slow down, making Huang Junhao, who was originally proud, change his complexion greatly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Huang Junhao, do you feel unwell, hehe, I'm sorry, my flame is the king of all fires, and suppressing an ordinary flame like you is a matter of being caught. Wang Ying chuckled, and the Eight Desolations Shattered Yan suspended above his palm suddenly became agitated, opening his bloody mouth like a Flame King, and an extremely powerful coercion permeated out, making the Wild Lion Gang Yan in Huang Junhao's hand seem to lower its arrogant head and want to surrender to the Eight Desolations Shattered Yan.

"How is this possible?" As the owner of the Crazy Lion Gangyan, Huang Junhao could of course clearly feel the changes before and after the Wild Lion Gangyan, and his Wild Lion Gangyan seemed to have a sense of fear in front of Wang Ying's flames, which made him stunned on the spot, and his eyes showed a little shock.

However, this shock was immediately suppressed by him, and now he already understands that Wang Ying's flame seems to be more advanced than his Crazy Lion Gangyan, but it doesn't matter, the current Wang Ying is only a half-step martial arts realm, and he can completely crush it in the realm.

On the small ring, people looked at the two figures standing opposite each other, and above the palms of the two of them, they were swaying the dark red and light black domineering flames, and the flames were swaying, as if the entire space was burned and distorted, making the space around the two seem to become a little illusory.

At this moment, the whole square fell into a deathly silence, and after a long time, someone could not help but let out a sound of admiration.

"I have long heard of Huang Junhao's fierce and domineering lion gangyan, and I have also heard of the weirdness of the flame in Wang Ying's body, and it is really an eye-opener for me to see it with my own eyes at this moment, I think everyone can also feel it, Wang Ying's kind of flame is not only extremely hot, but also seems to be able to steam out the vitality in the martial artist's body, which is indeed too weird. ”

"Yes, even the domineering flame of the Wild Lion Gangyan has been steadily pressed down, which is really surprising. ”

"I've heard that only a true alchemist can summon a substantial flame before the Martial King realm, could it be that Wang Ying, like Huang Junhao, is also an alchemist?"

On the square of Qingshan Town, a series of exclamations were already sounding, all of which cast awe-inspiring glances at the two people on the stage.

Wang Ying, his flame can suppress the Wild Lion Gang Eye, but Huang Junhao's realm is higher than Wang Ying, therefore, at this moment, people are showing extremely expectant eyes, but they don't know who is better today among the two proud sons of heaven on the stage.

"Wang Ying, that kid, when did there become a more domineering black flame in his body?" Looking at the pale black flame in Wang Ying's hand, even the cold jade heart was slightly stunned at the moment, because, at that time, in the Sun family in Yang City, she and Ethereal Memories had seen the power of the cold fire of the bone spirit, and now there was another flame with diametrically opposite attributes, how could people not be shocked?

I have to say that Wang Ying, who has two extremely violent flames in his body, is simply more demonic than a demon.

On the high platform in the center of the square, Hu Longhao's eyes were also slightly flickered inadvertently, he really didn't expect that Wang Ying's pale black flame could steadily suppress Huang Junhao's mad lion gangyan, but he didn't know which was stronger or weaker compared to the flame he had.

As the eldest disciple of Taixuan Palace, Hu Longhao still has great confidence in himself, and he also has arrogant capital.

"Wang Ying, I hope you can defeat that medicine jar with the strength of a half-step martial artist, otherwise, if you can't even beat him, it's not worth me Hu Longhao to look at you more, the stronger you are, the more I dare to be interested in you, because, among my peers, I haven't met a real opponent for a long time. Hu Longhao groaned in his heart, but his face was still expressionless, but in his sharp eyes, there was already a hint of amusement, and he looked at the two people on the stage quietly.

In another part of the square, Murong Lan was also surprised by Wang Ying's pale black supply, a white hand as white as jade lightly covered her cherry lips, and it took a long time to slowly put down her plain hand, and after secretly shocking, she threw a pair of beautiful eyes into the ring again, but at this moment, there were already ripples in her heart, and the same emotions seemed to have taken root in her heart.

The reason why she secretly ran out of the palace was precisely because she received the news that Wang Ying was coming to the Taixuan Palace, so she resolutely decided to participate in the entrance assessment of the Taixuan Palace.

"Ethereal cold, how is it, can you see what kind of flame Wang Ying is, what kind of flame it is?" In the far side of the square, above a void, two old men in white were standing with their hands in their hands, looking at this side of the square with a smile, and one of the eagle-eyed old men asked an old man beside him.

(End of chapter)

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