However, it was not an easy task to get the Flame Fan from the shaman.

Ye Xuan stared at the shaman, gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You might as well try." ”

The shaman rushed towards Ye Xuan, and Ye Xuan also rushed over, retracted the soul lock hook in his hand, and took out the dragon blood sword. Now his goal is to capture the Flame Fan, so he must take his own risk.

Looking at Ye Xuan who was rushing over, the shaman greeted him, and with a wave of the flame treasure fan in his hand, a gust of wind flew towards Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan moved his fingers and formed a seal. When the storm formed by the Flame Treasure Fan hit, a Yuan Force came out of Ye Xuan's palm, and that Yuan Force instantly turned into a flame, the flame collided with the storm, and the flame instantly surged through the storm.

Looking at the surging flames, the shaman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved the flame treasure fan again, but suddenly Ye Xuan passed through the flames and appeared in front of him. Looking at Ye Xuan who came to him, the shaman frowned, only to see that Ye Xuan was wrapped in strange fire, so ordinary flames couldn't hurt him.

The shaman waved the treasure fan twice in a row, and a hurricane tore open a hole in the strange fire that protected Ye Xuan, and the shaman couldn't help but smile proudly: "Now you are dead." A palm slapped out and hit Ye Xuan's body.

Ye Xuan was hit by a palm and disappeared in an instant, looking at Ye Xuan who suddenly disappeared, the shaman was stunned, and his eyes widened: "Doppelganger?"

Suddenly, the ground under his feet cracked, and a figure rushed out from the ground, and the shaman hurriedly jumped up, but Ye Xuan slapped it out with one palm, and a palm print enveloped the shaman, and the shaman was shocked by the palm print, and Ye Xuan immediately swung out with a sword: "Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"

A flash of fire came out of the sword, and then the fire turned into countless sword qi and shot towards the shaman in the air.

The shaman gritted his teeth, and with a wave of the Flame Treasure Fan, a storm struck the flying sword qi. Although the storm knocked down a lot of sword qi, there were also a lot of sword qi that shot at the shaman, although it didn't cause him much damage, but it also made him feel unhappy for a while.

Gritting his teeth and staring at Ye Xuan, a burst of flame came out of the hand holding the Flame Treasure Fan, and the shaman couldn't help but snort coldly: "Furious Flame." With a wave of the fan, the flame in his hand flew out, and a hurricane came with the flames, the flames merged with the hurricane, and suddenly the flames doubled, and a storm of burning flames hit Ye Xuan, looking at the storm of flames.

Ye Xuan immediately pulled back, the flame storm hit the ground and exploded, a thick cloud of black smoke appeared around him, the corner of the shaman's mouth hooked, and he stared ahead: "I'll see what you use to block." ”

After the black smoke disappeared, the shaman frowned, only to see that Ye Xuan was shrouded in a ball of cyan flames.

"It's a strange fire defense again!" the shaman gritted his teeth, although his flame was greatly more powerful with the cooperation of the treasure fan, but in the face of the strange fire, the ordinary flame still lacked a little power.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but exhale: "Fortunately, there is a strange fire, otherwise I really can't dodge!"

"Since you're done fighting, then it's my turn!" Ye Xuan moved his hands and created a clone, Ye Xuan himself took the dragon blood sword and waved, and the clone was a seal.

The flames flew out from the dragon's blood sword and attacked the shaman, and after the clone was sealed, a gust of wind appeared, and the wind surged towards the flames, and finally the two forces fused together. Turned into a strange flame and flew towards the shaman.

The shaman gritted his teeth: "This kid can still use this kind of cooperation with his own clone!" Looking at the flying flames, he snorted, and waved the flame treasure fan in his hand: "You are still a little too tender." ”

A fierce wind rushed towards the flames, and if it was said that he was fighting for strength, the shaman was not afraid of Ye Xuan at all.

With a "bang", the two forces collided together. It's hard to tell each other apart.

The corner of the shaman's mouth hooked, and he raised the flaming fan in his hand, ready to wave it again. But suddenly a purple lightning bolt passed through the flames and the storm struck, looking at the lightning that was shot, the shaman's face changed suddenly, and he jumped up in a hurry, but Ye Xuan's sneer came from his head, and the shaman looked up, only to see Ye Xuan pointing at him with a sword: "A sword does not leave a trace." ”

A flash of fire shot out from the sword, the fire was like a huge dragon blood sword, and the fire shone on the shaman's body, and the shaman reached out to block the fire with a flame fan, but he was still hit to the ground by a powerful force, and there was a "boom". The shaman slammed to the ground, and a cloud of dust rose around him again.

Ye Xuan did not pursue, but stayed in the air, looking around, the flames and storms that confronted each other also disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm again, but the smoke continued to pour into the sky. When the smoke faded, Ye Xuan saw at a glance that there was a big pit on the ground, but the shaman had disappeared.

Ye Xuan frowned, he knew that the shaman would never leave, if it was just for a simple soul locking hook, then the shaman might escape, but now that he knew that Ye Xuan had a strange fire in his body, his purpose was not to simply take back the soul lock hook, but to seize Ye Xuan's strange fire. All he would never have just walked on.

The shaman was hiding under a rock, and he looked at Ye Xuan very carefully: "Only at the moment when his strange fire fades can he have a chance." ”

Ye Xuan glanced at it, but there was no trace of the shaman, so he had to fall slowly, and the fire disappeared with it. At this time, the shaman who was hiding couldn't help but sneer, and secretly smug in his heart: "Good opportunity." ”

Suddenly, he rushed out, and instantly arrived behind Ye Xuan: "Suffer death." "One palm struck Ye Xuan.

This palm successfully hit Ye Xuan's body, but now that Ye Xuan disappeared again, the shaman was shocked: "It's another doppelganger?"

Ye Xuan's voice came from behind him: "I really didn't expect it to be so simple to lie to you." ”

The shaman looked back, only to see Ye Xuan looking at him with a smile, the green tendons on the shaman's forehead bulging, and he snorted: "This little trick, do you think I can't see it? You are too naïve." He slapped it out again.

A palm shadow flew towards Ye Xuan, the shaman followed the palm shadow and pounced, Ye Xuan immediately greeted the shaman, and the strange fire immediately protected him. The two met together, which was what Ye Xuan was looking forward to. The shaman can't hurt him now, so as long as it's a fight, he has the advantage.

Sure enough, as soon as the two approached, the treasure fan in the shaman's hand waved, wanting to create a strong wind to pick up the strange fire on Ye Xuan's body, but Ye Xuan would not let him succeed so easily. The sword in his hand swung out, forcing the shaman to have no time to create a raging wind.

Looking at the stabbing dragon blood sword, the shaman had no choice but to use the Flame Fan to block it. The "bell" dragon blood sword hit the flame treasure fan, and Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile: "That's right." ”

The shaman couldn't help but snort contemptuously: "What are you happy about!" Suddenly his left hand slapped out, the purpose of this palm was not to hit Ye Xuan, but to distance himself from Ye Xuan, and he also succeeded.

(End of chapter)

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