Bei Ying Yu looked at the flying flame bird, and stretched out a hand with an expressionless face.

Rumble!

At the moment when the flame bird swooped down on Bei Ying Yu's body, a pitch-black round shield appeared in front of him, and the flame bird slammed straight into it, making a bang.

And, with lightning speed, he grabbed the bird by the neck and shook it hard.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the flame bird let out a wail, and the flame burst into a red ribbon.

Yan Xingyu stared at the North Stygian Feather, and two flames burned in her beautiful eyes.

"Give it back!"

Bei Yingyu looked up at Yan Xingyu, then looked down at the ribbon in his hand, his pale face pulled out a smile, and his hand shook slightly, actually wrapping the ribbon around his arm.

At the same time, he opened his pale lips and said softly: "Defeat me, and I'll give it back to you." ”

"You...... Very good! Yan Xingyu's beautiful eyes erupted two flames, and the delicate body was even more firelight, and her pretty face was full of anger.

She stepped out, and flames erupted, rolling like waves, scorching the void and twisting slightly!

"That guy actually Xingyu." In the distance, Yan Yue Dance frowned slightly.

"There's a good show to watch now." In the other direction, Yan Tianyan shrunk his neck, he knew very well how terrifying his sister was in a state of rage!

Jiang Han's brows furrowed, and at the moment when Yan Xingyu was angry, his body actually had a trace of restlessness, ready to move.

"The mood of fire?" Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, and he had a clear feeling.

Ice and fire are incompatible, not to mention the artistic conception of fire and ice, which are extremely targeted.

At this time, Yan Xingyu was in full swing, and she fell with every step. There was a fire butterfly formed on the soles of her feet, spun out, and circled around her.

At this moment, she is the Lord of Flames, walking in the sea of fire, the flame butterflies. Like a little elf, flying and leaping, with a light and agile posture, as if there is no power.

"Mark of Fire!"

Yan Xingyu's gaze fell tightly on the North Stygian Feather, and suddenly with a soft sound, a crack appeared behind the Northern Stygian Feather in the void, and a burning "fire" word flew out from it and imprinted towards its body!

Bei Ying Yu was still expressionless, but his figure flashed. Dodged the word "fire".

However, the word "fire" was stunned, and it turned around and chased after its figure.

Bei Ying Yu frowned slightly, and dodged again.

The mark of fire followed.

After doing this three times, Bei Ying Yu stopped his body and no longer dodged, but was shrouded in black fog all over his body, standing still.

But it was not his expectation. The mark of fire was unhindered in the slightest, and passed directly through the black mist. Bei Mingyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the word "fire" printed on his arm, and only at this time did there be a slight change in expression on his pale face.

He frowned as he looked at the word "fire" on his arm, which seemed to be carved into his skin, still burning. But he didn't feel the slightest burning sensation.

This made him look a little strange.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Yan Xingyu's mouth, she stopped and looked at Bei Ying Yu coldly.

At this time, hundreds of fire butterflies fluttered beside her, leaving traces in the air. It looks gorgeous very much.

"Go!" Yan Xingyu stretched out his hand and pointed at the North Styx Feather, and hundreds of fire butterflies were suddenly stunned, and then they all fanned their butterfly wings and flew towards the North Stygian Feather.

The speed at which the fire butterflies flapped their wings was so slow that you could even see their slow movements, but the speed of their flight was extremely fast, like an electric emergency!

Bei Ying Yu was not afraid at all, he danced wildly in the sky, and a pitch-black fog shield formed in front of him.

In an instant, the first fire butterfly had already approached and slammed into the fog shield with a bang.

Click!

Under the sound of the impact, there was a slight crackling sound, which made Bei Yingyu's eyes freeze.

Before he could make a move, several fire butterflies had already crashed into the fog shield, and the explosions were connected into a string, and almost in an instant, the fog shield shattered!

The Northern Stygian Feather's body flashed sharply and flew back, but the remaining dozens of fire butterflies chased after him, and no matter how he dodged, he was chased by the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

As if he understood something, Bei Ying Yu glanced down at the mark of fire on his arm, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he simply stopped dodging, stopped his body, he curled up slightly, his black hair danced, and he actually wrapped his whole body in it!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...

A continuous explosion sounded, connecting into a line, and dozens of fire butterflies instantly bombarded the long hair like ink.

Like a balloon that has been flapped away, it has been blasted out hundreds of meters in the air.

The soaring flames enveloped it as if it had been burned into a fireball!

However, everyone could see it clearly, in the midst of that raging flame, there was a faint layer of black mist, which permeated the black hair of the Northern Stygian Feather, and could not cause the slightest damage to it!

"This hair...... It's sturdy enough. The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched, daring to keep such long hair was used as a shield.

Yan Yumo on the side frowned slightly, a trace of black light flashed in his beautiful eyes, staring at Bei Yingyu's ink hair, revealing a trace of doubt.

"What, what do you see?" Jiang Han keenly noticed Yan Yumo's expression and asked curiously.

Yan Yumo pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "I always feel that his hair is very strange, but I can't say what is strange." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of surprise.

Since Yan Yumo said so, then Bei Yingyu's hair is definitely special, and it seems that it is so long, and it is not just used as a shield.

Boom!

In the sky above the ring, the curled body of the Northern Stygian Feather stretched violently, shaking all the flames open, and the long hair on his head rose backwards, and there was no wind to automatic.

At this time, his complexion still did not change much, as if he was born with facial paralysis, and a pair of ancient eyes without waves were extremely deep, with a cold darkness!

"Interesting." Bei Ying Yu muttered softly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the "fire" mark on his arm, revealing a cautious look.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to exorcise the mark of fire, but strangely, when he used his divine sense to investigate, he felt nothingness!

In other words, in his senses, the mark of fire did not seem to exist!

Bei Ying Yu doesn't think that this fire mark only has the function of marking!

Not far away, Yan Xingyu was bathed in flames, and a small firebird stood on his shoulder, and at this time, the firebird was combing its feathers unhurriedly.

This scene fell in Bei Yingyu's eyes, and it immediately made his face look shocked.

The indifferent expression was completely absent, and the deep eyes flashed with vigilance, and as soon as he stretched out his right hand, a long knife with a strange shape appeared in his hand, and the black mist was entangled. (To be continued......)