The temperature on the martial arts platform at this time has reached a level of uncontrollability, even a six-yuan martial venerable, it can't last long, and the palm of his hand is directly fused!

Mengyun and Lingtianhuo flew in the air, because the martial arts platform under their feet had already melted, like a piece of magma! And not ordinary magma!

"Bear!"

Around the Lingtian Fire, thousands of flames suddenly burned, with the power of burning mountains and boiling the sea!

"Ji Yan, I don't know who is stronger in your fire or his fire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Huo Hai touched Ji Yan on the side and said with a smile.

"Needless to say, of course it's me." Ji Yan smiled, but the smile was a bit far-fetched. The phrase that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves came to mind.

"It seems that you have great expectations for Lingtianhuo. Even let him learn this martial art. Mengkun said to Ling Jue.

"Tianhuo has a strong understanding and concentration, this heaven-level martial art, it can not control the emotions and lose the original combat posture when it is angry, but Tianhuo can perfectly act on this emotion in the air and act on others. You'd better worry about Mengyun. Lingjue said.

"Don't worry, if you talk about how to control your emotions, Yun'er won't lose to anyone." Mengkun smiled.

"Fury Fury Heart Fist!"

Thousands of flames turned into a storm and all converged in the Lingtian Fire in an instant, and the flames swept away, turning this piece of heaven and earth into a sea of fire.

"It's the way I was back then." Ji Yan touched his chin with his hand, nodded and smiled.

"You didn't speak, you weren't dumb back then." Leng Feng questioned.

In the sea of fire, Lingtianhuo looked at Mengyun, and slowly threw a punch, and suddenly all the flames converged, and an angry fist the size of a hundred zhang appeared, carrying the anger that burned everything towards Mengyun!

"Mengyun, you've lost!"

The fist wind oppressed Mengyun, and before the fist arrived, the land below Mengyun was a fist print pit with dozens of sounds in the depression!

"It's you who loses." Mengyun's tone was flat and impermanent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He didn't look at the flaming fist, and with a touch of his palm, there was an extra sword in his hand, the sword was three feet long and two fingers wide, the body of the sword was translucent rose, and the sword grid was in the shape of a phoenix spreading its wings. There seems to be a phoenix chirping faintly, but there is a dark red coagulated object on the sword god, blood, that's right, this is blood, the original Lingyang Forest, the blood in Mengyun's heart! This sword is really the one that Lingxuan left behind.

Ling Xuan looked at this sword and was stunned.

"Xuan'er's phoenix, no wonder I haven't seen it all these years, it turns out that I have already given it to others." Ling Jue was speechless and said helplessly: "But it is too whimsical to want to use Feng Gui to fight against the Furious Angry Heart Fist." ”

Mengyun looked at the sword, rubbing his palm against the body of the sword, thoughts and sadness gradually appeared in his eyes, and then he waved it in mid-air, forming something at all, at the same time, in the sky, the clear sky suddenly became dark, and even a gentle drizzle fell, this rain revealed a sense of longing and sadness, so that everyone present felt it, and some of the people of the spirit clan who were not strong shed tears.

"It's so infectious!" Ye Chenzi exclaimed: "And they can all change the celestial phenomena!" ”

Ling Xuan felt it the most, she quietly looked at the young man wielding a brilliant sword in the sky, and showed a sweet smile.

When the fire fist was about to come, Mengyun swung his sword upward, and then retracted the sword, it was a rose bud, the bud slowly bloomed, a light and shadow stood in it, the light and shadow were none other than Lingxuan, and she was also holding the phoenix in her hand.

The four eyes looked at each other firmly, and the next moment, Mengyun and "Lingxuan" looked at the fire fist, and the phoenix in their hands turned at the same time, and the tips of the swords collided and swept out! At the same time, the blooming rose suddenly burst open, and the petals fluttered, surrounding the two of them.

Killed by love, a love, connect with the other heart. At this moment, Mengyun only had the existence of Lingxuan in his heart, and there were no other impurities. He wants everyone to see that he has missed and true to Lingxuan in the depths of his soul over the years, and he must also use this longing and sincerity to defeat Lingtianhuo!

Riding the wind and ringing the petals, Mengyun and "Lingxuan" finally collided with the angry fist!

collided, without the slightest sound, and then saw Mengyun and "Lingxuan" break the Fury Fist in a momentum like a bamboo! Break it in half!

"Poof!" The martial art was broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Lingtianhuo! Fell to the ground in embarrassment.

When Ling Tianhuo slowly sat up, two pink sword shadows came with Dao remnants, and finally froze less than half of his throat.

"You've lost."

Mengyun and Lingxuan's voices sounded at the same time, and then, Lingxuan's light and shadow slowly dissipated.

Ling Tianhuo stared at the sword tightly, then moved his gaze upward, looking at Mengyun, after half a sound, he sighed, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "You won..."

Mengyun put away his sword and stretched out his hand: "You are very strong." ”

"No matter how strong you are, you will be defeated in your hands." Ling Tianhuo said and stretched out his hand to hold Mengyun's hand, and was pulled up by Mengyun.

"I know that Lingku guy is definitely going to have a fight, you should be mentally prepared." Lingtian Fire Dao.

"I'll see you then." Mengyun Road.

"Mengyun." Lingxuan shouted, Yingying walked to Mengyun's side, at this time, she was not cold at all, she was completely a docile daughter-in-law.

Mengyun smiled slightly and held her hand.

With the friendly end of the battle, the original "wedding" also ended, and the guests did not leave, but were left by Lingjue to celebrate for one night.

Behind the palace of the Spirit Clan, in a quiet courtyard, Mengyun hugged a two- or three-year-old girl with a smile, the little girl's little face was tender and ruddy, a pair of big eyes were bright, and she was a water spirit at a young age, and she really didn't know how she would grow up in the future.

"I'm sorry, when I found out that Xuan'er was pregnant, after the discussion of the elders of the clan, I used a secret method to curb the child's five-year growth." Ling Jue said apologetically.

Mengyun shook her head and blamed herself: "It's all my fault, and if it weren't for my father's secret method to make Xi'er born five years late, I'm afraid now she would have to ask me why I left her mother for so many years." Now it's just the right time for me to make up for Lingxuan and Xi'er" said, Mengyun looked at Lingxuan on the side, his eyes soft.

“......”

In the next few days, Mengyun stayed in the Ling Clan, accompanying Lingxuan and Xi'er, and Lingxuan's smile never disappeared, for her, it was better to be by her lover's side than anything. Mengyun also found an opportunity to tell Lingxuan about Xi'er, Linglan, and Yuejie, but Lingxuan didn't lose her temper, but she couldn't add it to Mengyun after limiting it, and Mengyun also nodded again and again. And during this period, Lingkun also found Mengyun to compete, not to know, to be frightened, after the competition, Mengyun finally knew why he was not willing to compete with Lingkun even with the strength of Lingtianhuo. Because the battle of the spirit wither seems to be a completely lifeless act, even crazier than a mad dog! After a martial arts competition, it is more tiring than fighting with a martial saint. Since then, Mengyun has never accepted the invitation of Lingku's martial arts competition.