Sun Suhe didn't expect that there was tension between these two words. He was originally worried about whether he could make a move, and he silently thought of some wording methods in his heart, but now it seems that he, a lobbyist who is grinding guns, is purely a mediocre person. Lu Weishuang, did you know that this would happen?

In fact, with Hanabi's vision and wisdom, he only had to take a few glances, and he had already guessed the situation between them. She knows Lu Weishuang's strength very well, and she also has a fight with Alice, these two actually missed at the same time, no matter what strange things happened in the meantime, the person who shot is already a big master in the world. "Such a good opponent actually sent it to the door, Ah Shuang is really understanding. "There is no need for Sun Suhe to say more, the fireworks are already in high spirits.

"Su He, this friend of yours, can you lend me for a while?" Hanabi asked with a smile on his shoulder.

Is this the temperament of a master? Even if a fierce battle is imminent, he can maintain such a comfortable mentality, and he cannot see the slightest impatience and anxiety. Sure enough, it's best to take it easy, and it seems that I have to relax my mind a little bit. Although such a thought turned in his heart, but when he thought that Alice's life and death were uncertain now, Sun Suhe still couldn't relax, he smiled reluctantly, and said solemnly: "You're welcome, I can't stand this friend." But he's very powerful, so be careful. ”

"Well said. ”

Hanabi threw the folding fan in his hand into Sun Suhe's arms, and before the folding fan fell, Hanabi had already turned his fingers into a sword, and his body was like a swimming dragon, attacking Mr. Hua at a speed like lightning and flint.

Mr. Painting responded very quickly, he did not dodge or dodge, his left hand flicked in front of him, a canvas appeared out of thin air, and his right hand quickly pressed on the canvas, and shouted in a deep voice: "Les_Nymphéas." (Water lilies) (1) "The air around the body shimmers like the surface of a pond, and between the flow of light and shadow, a huge blue-green color patch instantly appears, as if someone has smeared a stroke in the air with a huge pen like a rafter.

The color block was like a thick wall, just in front of Mr. Painting. Hanabi slashed his fingers at the color block, making a tooth-aching grinding sound. The slight invisible sword qi escaping from the battle easily cut through the surrounding trees like slicing tofu, cutting through patches of thatch, leaving deep and straight cracks on the ground. However, the color block that was subjected to the slash of the invisible sword qi did not move at all, it was not stainless steel, it was better than stainless steel, and it resisted the blow of the firework to destroy the gold and jade, making it difficult for her to advance an inch.

One blow was blocked, and the fireworks did not entangle much, her body was like electricity, and she changed seven directions in a row between breaths, and the seven sword qi slashed towards Mr. Hua from all directions almost at the same time. However, as soon as the sword qi approached, the air around Mr. Painting rippled, and the blocks of color of different shapes could always stand in front of the sword qi. Even if the fireworks slashed and sparks flew in the air, they still couldn't hurt Mr. Painter in the slightest.

Mr. Hua looked at the fireworks for a long time, and said in an arrogant tone of reprimanding the backward with a suspicious character: "You can see it very accurately, and you know how to use the invisible sword qi to deal with me." But you didn't cultivate this sword intent yourself, this kind of half-baked attack is useless to me. ”

"Yes, then I'll break your turtle shell and see if it's useful or not. ”

The fireworks withdrew, and while pulling away the distance, they pinched their fingers sharply, brushing the willow trick, purifying the heart, attracting the gods, and chastity...... In the end, it turned into a vajra technique, and the invisible sword qi in his palm hummed and turned from virtual to real, almost turning into an air sword visible to the naked eye. With this sharp intention to cut everything, her body moved, and instantly turned from retreat to attack, this time it was no longer a wandering fight, but a direct frontal attack.

Sun Suyi stood in place motionlessly, he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to move. The ground around him had long been shattered beyond recognition by the aftermath of the escape, but only the small area where Sun Suhe was standing was always unharmed, obviously deliberately taken care of. The aftermath alone is already so powerful, and how terrifying should the center of the fierce fight be?

The naked eye alone couldn't keep up with it and couldn't see it clearly, so Sun Suhe urged the Nian Cao in his palm early to provide another perspective for himself. For the manipulation of Nian Cao, although it is still limited to the most basic ability, Sun Suhe also has some experience, practice makes perfect, with the naked eye, so that he can barely see the battle situation clearly. All kinds of emotions in his heart turned over the river, Sun Suhe couldn't do anything, he could only watch this battle silently.

The last time Alice and Hanabi fought, Sun Suhe watched the battle from Alice's point of view, and although he was dizzy, he didn't feel terrible. But this time, watching the battle directly from such a close distance, Sun Suhe only felt that his body couldn't stop trembling, this was no longer an emotion of fear or fear, this was a strong alarm issued by the instinct of human beings as creatures in the face of absolute power.

The sword of fireworks and thunder slashed on the color block, and from the perspective of Nian Cao, it was like a small sun had exploded, and the sky was full of white light, and nothing could be seen. Sun Suhe hurriedly changed to the naked eye, only to see cracks appear on the immovable mountain of color blocks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they became faster and thicker. He unconsciously clenched his fists and cheered in his heart.

Seeing that the defense was about to be breached, Mr. Painting did not panic, his old god looked at the canvas in front of him, his wrist was flying, and he said: "Impression, soleil_levant." (Impression Sunrise) (2)"

The color block finally broke completely after a few seconds of slashing, but at this moment, after the cracked color block, the blazing and vivid red substance gushed out violently like a red sun that finally broke through the shackles, just in time to overwhelmingly rush towards the fireworks that rushed forward with the sword. The red substance was like magma, with a blazing heat, and suddenly enveloped the fireworks, and then the red light quickly disappeared and solidified into a large gray-black solid.

It was over, Sun Suhe's heart was cold for the first time, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the scene of the battle between Alice and Hanaby came to his mind in an instant. No, it can't be so easy to get hit, is it the same as back then, is she repeating her old tricks?

Sun Suhe's eyes widened, and at that moment, he felt that even time seemed to have stopped, and he saw a petite figure appear ghostly behind Mr. Hua. Hanabi has quietly deceived Mr. Painting's back at some point, and his short maroon hair flutters in the wind. Sun Suhe seemed to see a shy smile on his reddish face in a trance. Was it a delusion? The smile was fleeting. The invisible sword qi in her palm was wrapped around the rolling flames shaped like a fire dragon, and the flame long sword slashed in the air, and a head flew up in the air.

Mr. Painting's body was still standing, the wound on his neck scorched by the flames, and there was not even blood, but his head had left his body forever, and was slowly rolling on the messy ground.

Hanako put away her sword qi and flames, but there was no trace of joy of victory between her eyebrows, she looked at Mr. Painting's corpse, her brows furrowed slightly. Suddenly, Mr. Painting's corpse and head suddenly changed from flesh and blood to the texture of paper, which was not the real body! At the same time, trees, thatch, stones, and streams ...... Everything became vague and hazy, and the whole space seemed to sink into a thin gray mist, although it seemed to be no danger for the time being, but even Sun Suhe knew that it was just the calm before the storm.

Huahuo snorted coldly, his hands changed all kinds of fingers, and finally the hundred rivers returned to the sea, and his ten fingers were intertwined at the dantian, forming a flame shape. At the same time, she took a step forward with her right foot, and when she stepped on it, the ground around her instantly burst into flames.

The flames are together, and the fireworks are raised at the same time, and the ten fingers seem to be put together, like a flame bursting, and like a lotus blooming. The ten fingers were completely parted after being raised to the center of her eyebrows, and as soon as she pressed her hands, the flames all over the ground suddenly retracted, and then burst into even more violent heat. The fire dragons spread their teeth and claws around the fireworks, and the fierce flames were soaring. In the blazing flames, red golden lotus flowers carved from pure gold slowly emerged, swaying in the licking and licking of the tongue of fire.

With the fireworks as the center, the gray mist quickly dissolves. Mr. Painting's real body was hidden somewhere, but his stunned voice suddenly resounded all around.

"Yuanyuan Island's Yang Fire Lotus Talisman? Also, could it be that your cultivation is a battle?"