The scorching heat permeated the entire arena, the defensive shield dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the crowd below dispersed, only at the edge of the ring, they felt this heat wave that burned people's bodies, and the Soul Eater Slash strengthened the function of the protective shield with one hand.

Chen Xin and Yan Feiyu were evenly divided with one move, and put away the offensive, Yan Feiyu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he asked: "What kind of flame are you, you can actually compete with my black flame." ”

Chen Xin smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to know what flame, in short, it is much higher than your black flame." "In the test just now, although Chen Xin did not take any advantage, he already had a judgment in his heart, after the black flame was stained with Chen Xin's flame, he was immediately incinerated to nothing, and the reason why he was able to compete with his flame was because Yan Feiyu's cultivation was two levels higher than Chen Xin's.

If Chen Xin is also the fifth layer of the Human Yuan Realm, then his flame can directly suppress Yan Feiyu, Chen Xin is now full of confidence, he has just sensed the power of Yan Feiyu's black flame, it should be the demon flame of a certain fire attribute demon beast, this demon flame is very weird, it can be contaminated on the human body and incinerate the soul, but in Chen Xin's body, it is the flame born of the Golden Crow, as long as it is not a divine beast of the same level as the Golden Crow, then any flame is not enough to pose a threat to him.

It's a pity that although Yan Feiyu's black flame does not pose a threat to him, his strength is two levels behind Yan Feiyu after all, and he can't suppress Yan Feiyu with flames, because the flame of this divine beast Golden Crow is too advanced, and the time to release a stick of incense can drain the Yuan power in his body, so it is not a wise choice to use flames to fight Yan Feiyu.

Maybe Yan Feiyu thought the same way, only to see him pull out a black spear, which was actually a treasure under the heavens, "Do you think that the confidence of my Qinghonghe Yanlong family is just Heiyan?"

Of course Chen Xin doesn't think so, the strength of a big family is not only one, wealth is also a kind of strength, just like at this moment, Yan Feiyu took out the Tianji Inferior Weapon, it is conceivable that there is also a Heavenly Pole Inferior Martial Arts.

Chen Xin touched the storage space in his hair, he didn't dare to use the dragon, as for the national martyrdom, he was afraid that he would become a Fei sword in a few moves, as for the rest, there seemed to be no other weapons that could compete with it, and the only thing left seemed to be fists......

Yan Feiyu saw that Chen Xin didn't take out a weapon, so he thought that Chen Xin disdained to use weapons against him, his face sank, and he shouted: "I'll let you taste the power of my Red Flame Five Transformations today,"

"The first type, red flame thunder!" Yan Feiyu stomped on one foot, his body was in the air, the spear was covered with black flames, five thunderbolts flashed on the hilt, making a crackling sound, the head of the spear was aimed at Chen Xin, and the flames were mixed with the power of thunder, rushing towards Chen Xin.

Chen Xin's heart was shocked, he mobilized the Yuan Force of his whole body, and gathered in his right fist, which turned out to be a fist against a gun, wanting to resist this martial art with the strength of his body.

There was a gasp from the audience, "What is Chen Xin doing, this set of martial arts is the lowest grade martial arts in the sky, he is crazy!"

Some people even closed their eyes, and they had already imagined the situation of Chen Xin's right fist shattering in their minds.

"Bang!" came, Chen Xin's right fist collided with the spear, the flames appeared, and the clothes on the cuff of his right hand were directly shattered, and he felt a tingling sensation coming from the fist of his right hand, which was the power of the thunder of the red flames, and at this moment, the tip of the spear was against his right hand and pierced into the flesh, "Tick tock!" Blood dripped down his fist on the stage.

A look of shock appeared in Yan Feiyu's eyes, he mustered all his strength, wanting to pierce Chen Xin's fist with one move, but he found that the spear was piercing Chen Xin's fist for a while, so he stopped, and he couldn't move forward a bit, what a defensive power this is, this is a heavenly weapon, Yan Feiyu shouted loudly in his heart.

Chen Xin did a backflip, kicked the tip of the gun on the body, kicked the spear away, he turned over and fell on the spot, looked at his right hand, a blood hole in the joint of his fist, it was particularly dazzling, but the injury recovered quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the skin and flesh were intact, and he was already physically strong, and after arriving at the Renyuan Realm, the injury recovered faster.

The eyes of the crowd widened, and when they saw this situation, they smacked their tongues in amazement, and some of them had a look of adoration on their faces.

Only Chen Xin sighed in his heart: "Hey, it's too reckless, no matter how strong the body is, it's still an invincible weapon." With the move just now, Chen Xin almost mobilized Yuan Li on his fist, which still injured Yan Feiyu, and his right fist and arm are still sore.

Shaking his numb arm, Chen Xin shook his head and asked, "That's it?"

Yan Feiyu recovered from the shock, his face was ashamed and angry, and he shouted angrily: "You dare to underestimate me, the second type, Red Flame Breaking Clouds!"

Yan Feiyu's spear pointed at the sky, the flame at the tip of the spear rose thousands of meters high, and really broke a gap in the clouds in the sky, and a ray of light fell on the body of the spear like a god, almost the moment it fell, Yan Feiyu pointed the spear at Chen Xin, and the tip of the spear shot out a cold light.

Chen Xin's hairs stood on end, and his body felt a killing intention, and this cold light locked his breath like an arrow, making him feel powerless to dodge.

He bit the tip of his tongue, his mind returned to clarity, and hurriedly ran the Fengshen Step under his feet, wandering on the stage, so as to avoid this cold light, and phantoms appeared in the field, which was left by Chen Xin's Fengshen Step, Chen Xin continued to speed up, even so, he felt that the cold light was always chasing behind him.

One breath, two breaths, and ten breaths passed, and at the moment when the cold light was about to catch up with Chen Xin, his body rolled over, the cold light brushed his back, touched the defensive cover, and disappeared, Chen Xin stopped, leaving a drop of cold sweat between his eyebrows, which was worthy of dodging Yan Feiyu's second form.

Yan Feiyu saw Chen Xin's embarrassed appearance, and finally felt a little better in his heart, a sneer appeared on his face, and then said: "I see that you can dodge a few moves, the third style, Chiyan Tianxiang!"

Yan Feiyu jumped in the air, and the spear came straight to Chen Xin with a splitting situation, if Yan Feiyu's second move locked his qi machine, pursued his body, and gave him a chance to dodge, then this move, like a mountain, smashed down on him.

Chen Xin only felt that his body was bearing this gravity, as if a big mountain was pressing on his head, making him unable to move his footsteps, nor could he use the Wind God Step to dodge.

Chen Xin took a deep breath, crossed his arms in front of his chest, spread his legs apart, and showed a state of squatting and stepping, like a strong man who was about to carry a mountain, and shouted in his heart: "Soul of the Martial God!"