Hearing Qin Yang's words, Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the pupils opened again, the depths of his eyes became extremely cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm really getting more and more eager to kill you. ”

Rumble!

As the words fell, the purple-red spiritual power around Yuan Ming's body instantly burst out, and the purple-red flames swirled around Yuan Ming.

At the same time that Yuan Ming's purple-red spiritual power appeared, the temperature of the space in the entire death arena instantly increased a lot.

At this moment, the aura that Yuan Ming revealed was also a powerful aura at the peak of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

"The pinnacle of the Immortal Spirit Realm?'s purple-red fire attribute spiritual power?"

Seeing the purple-red spiritual power that swirled around Yuan Ming's body, Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, and a trace of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Ming had the cultivation of the peak of the Immortal Spirit Realm, he was not surprised, but it was the color of his spiritual power that made Qin Yang slightly surprised.

Generally speaking, the spiritual power of a fire-attribute monk is yellow, crimson, fiery red, etc., and this kind of purple-red fire-attribute spiritual power is rare.

This is related to the exercises practiced by the monks, or some acquired circumstances, such as refining the natal beast fire of a certain demon beast, or a certain spiritual flame fire.

"The pinnacle of the Immortal Spirit Realm!"

"Such a strong breath, worthy of being the eldest son of Yuan. ”

"It is rumored that Grand Prince Yuan has refined the beast fire of a commander-level Purple Immortal Beast before, and it seems that this rumor is true. ”

"Haha, I pressed five thousand spirit stones from Yuan Dagongzi. ”

“……”

On the stands, there was the excited discussion of the monks, and on this, most of the monks pressed Yuan Mingsheng, so seeing Yuan Ming's breath and spiritual power released, many monks were excited.

"The beast fire of the Purple Stygian Beast?"

Qin Yang also heard some of the voices in the stands, and sure enough, this guy was fused with a beast fire, and it was also the beast fire of the Purple Immortal Yan Beast at the command level.

The Purple Immortal Beast is a fire-based beast similar to a lion tiger, covered with purple scale armor all over its body, and is good at controlling fire, and its natal beast fire is far stronger than the spiritual fire of ordinary monks.

"Is it too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy now?"

Wrapped in purple-red spiritual power flames, Yuan Ming stared at Qin Yang with a pair of pupils, with a sneer in his eyes.

"Hehe, Yuan Ming, is it interesting for you to say this nonsense?"

Qin Yang chuckled and sneered.

"It's a thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead. ”

Yuan Ming's eyes were cold, and the purple-red spiritual power flames around his body were in vain.

Boom!

As soon as Yuan Ming stepped on the ground, his purple-red spiritual power flame-covered figure shot at Qin Yang like a cannonball.

Swish!

Before he got close, Yuan Ming's right hand had already been raised, and the purple-red spiritual power flame turned into a huge purple flame lion claw in midair.

The lion's claw void was formed, like substance, extremely condensed, and ferocious.

"Ziyan's Claws. ”

Rumble!

After the huge purple flame lion claw was formed, it suddenly slapped at Qin Yang's head.

On the stands, everyone's eyes were fixed, this claw, even if a monk in the late stage of the Immortal Spirit Realm was photographed, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Among the people in the Bai family, except for the white fat man, no one has ever seen Qin Yang make a move.

Therefore, seeing Yuan Ming coming up, it was such a fierce blow, and everyone in the Bai family couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

Especially the white frost and Bai Ruoxi, the pretty faces are slightly changed.

"Brother Qin Yang. ”

Bai Ruoxi's small hands couldn't help but stir together.

Rumble!

At this moment, the huge purple fire lion claw had already enveloped Qin Yang.

"This claw might be the difference between victory and defeat. ”

"Yes, Yuan Ming Gongzi is too strong, this claw is enough to make people's hearts palpitate. ”

“……”

In the stands, the voices of many monks came to talk, and one after another their eyes fell on the purple fire lion claws that were filled with high temperatures.

Airplanes~!

The next moment, just as the huge purple fire lion claw was about to submerge the upright figure, a layer of dazzling starlight burst out from the slender figure.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've done it. ”

Under the claws of the Purple Fire Lion, Qin Yang slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth provoked a touch of arc, and a trace of battle intent rose in his eyes.

"Fist of the Stars. ”

Above Qin Yang's right fist, the bright starlight condensed, and when the purple fire lion claw fell, it blasted out at the huge purple fire lion claw.

Rumble!

A condensed fist of starlight slammed directly into the purple fire lion's claws.

Boom!

A bombardment sounded, and the huge purple fire lion claws that were like substance disintegrated under the brilliant fist of the stars, turning into a rain of purple fire in the sky.

Under the purple fire rain, a figure stood peacefully.

"Blocked!"

"He's unscathed!"

“……”

On the stands, everyone's eyes were all looking at the rain of fire in the sky, and the starlight figure was filled with all around, and they immediately said.

"If you don't even have this ability, you are not qualified to stand opposite Ben Shao. ”

Under the purple-red flames, Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately, with a sneer, his figure shot towards Qin Yang like a cannonball.

Qin Yang's cold light flashed, and the starlight around him was permeated, and he also shot away at Yuan Ming.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Under the purple fire rain in the sky, a purple fire light and shadow, a star light and shadow, instantly collided together.

Boom!

The two of them waved their fists at the same time, and a dull and fierce collision sound sounded instantly.

Yuan Ming's eyes immediately narrowed, and a powerful force was transmitted from his arm, causing a trace of soreness in his right hand.

Qin Yang's eyebrows also raised slightly, and a wisp of purple-red flame burned towards his fist, Qin Yang urged the body of the stars to disperse the purple-red flame.

After this fierce collision, the two figures moved back at the same time, but in the next second, their eyes were cold, and they killed each other again.

On the death platform, there was a scene that made all the monks look at it without taking their eyes off.

Bang! Bang!

The dull and ferocious sound of collision continued to sound on this death fight platform.

The hands, elbows, knees, feet and other body parts of the two have all become lethal weapons, and they are extremely ruthless in their moves.

The purple light and shadow intertwined with the light of the stars, flashing in the ring, and the battle between the two also fought from the death arena to mid-air.

"It's so intense. ”

"Yes, this mysterious young man fought against Yuan Ming, and he didn't fall behind at all. ”

"Fortunately, I pressed him five hundred spirit stones, maybe there is hope of winning. ”

“……”

The monks present watched intently at the ferocious hand-to-hand fight between the two, and the faces of the figures could not hide their excitement.

Due to the large number of monks in Tiancang City, disputes and conflicts are also common, and monks often come to the death arena to fight to the death.

However, there has not been a single game that has been so exciting and intense from the beginning, and the moves performed by the two are fatal, but under the collision of purple flames and starlight, it is a little more gorgeous.