Chapter 115: How is it possible?
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The surrounding circle looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, and Ruan Hongyun's eyes were about to fall out, in his expectation, it should have been He Qingwan Yu who approached Yan Yi in an instant, and then defeated it with one move, Yan Yi flew out upside down in embarrassment.
But the scene in front of him was not what he thought at all, and even, even the result was different!
And Zhong Lixin's eyes in the distance lit up instantly, although he didn't know what method Yan Yi used, not only cracked He Qingwan Yu's killing blow, but even completed the counterattack!
At this moment, He Qingwan Yu still had the appearance of a light breeze out of the water just now, and was thrown to the ground by Yan Yi without the slightest strength.
A milky white silk shirt was stained with flashing dust, bursting all over the slender thighs and even scratching a few places, sliding down the traces of blood.
Yan Yi did not continue to pursue, but stood aside with a smile on his face and looked at He Qingwanyu, who was slightly embarrassed on the ground.
"You ......"
He Qingwanyu glanced at Yan Yi with extremely complicated eyes, and quickly stood up, flicked her delicate body back, and distanced herself from Yan Yi.
"I said it...... Actually, you don't have to suppress cultivation!" Yan Yi still grinned and said with a seemingly incomparably sunny face.
What he said was the same as just now, but this time He Qingwanyu no longer had the same mocking and contemptuous look as before, but her face was solemn, although she may have been careless just now, but Yan Yi's counterattack could not be done by a mediocre person.
"No wonder you are so confident, it turned out that you were clumsy, come again, but...... This time, I'm going to be serious!" He Qingwan Yu looked at Yan Yi for the first time and said slowly.
Yan Yi smiled and waved his hand, extremely arrogant but not pretentious at all.
He Qingwan Yu took a deep breath, her pupils turned into a lotus shape again, and her slender hand shook gently, only to see that the spiritual power around her was slowly holding her up and half floating in the air, and the two strands of green silk in front of her forehead were windless.
"Miss actually used this trick directly!" Ruan Hongyun couldn't help but shout when he saw this.
Yan Yi's face was also solemn, it seemed that He Qingwan Yu had directly enlarged the move, the spiritual power in his hand slowly condensed, but his body still did not move at all.
In the next second, I saw He Qingwan and Yu Yu's hand pointing forward, and then, Yan Yi's body ranged a few meters, and all kinds of translucent flowers were constantly formed from the air.
The flowers slowly appeared, falling like snow, and the scene seemed to be incomparably beautiful, with a hint of hazy meaning.
But from these flowers, Yan Yi can clearly feel how surging the spiritual power contained, however, this He Qingwanyu is indeed extremely trustworthy, it seems that she has her natural pride, although the power of this move must be extremely strong, but it is indeed released with the strength of the spirit to attract the sixfold.
Yan Yi frowned, not daring to hold it up, and his body instantly retreated to get out of the scattered range of these flowers.
To be honest, Yan Yi has not been able to know until now that this He Qingwan Yu is the spiritual power of various attributes.
But at the moment when Yan Yi's figure moved, these flowers seemed to have a chain reaction, and they flew straight after Yan Yi one after another.
"You can still track it!"
Yan Yi was surprised in his heart, sure enough, when he moved back and forth, these flowers would follow him, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
It's definitely not a way to blindly retreat, sooner or later you will be caught up by these flowers, Yan Yi's eyes glanced at He Qingwanyu who was half-floating in the air in the distance, his eyes were fierce, and he instantly detonated a few wisps of Fanchen breath attached to his legs, and in an instant, Yan Yi's speed was a few points faster, and then, without the slightest hesitation, Yan Yi took a step and ran directly towards He Qingwanyu.
With the blessing of Fanchen's breath, Yan Yi's speed at this time was relatively fast, constantly dodging those translucent flowers left and right, and at the same time quickly approaching He Qingwanyu.
After studying with Gong Yi for so many days, Yan Yi's observation of the opponent's expression has reached a nuanced level, and at this moment, Yan Yi is followed by He Qingwanyu's martial arts, if Yan Yi is close, not only He Qingwanyu herself will be affected by the aftermath of her own release of martial arts, but also let Yan Yi get close again.
But at this time, the corners of He Qingwanyu's eyes turned up slightly, as if she was extremely looking forward to Yan Yi rushing to her side, her eyes flashed with a hint of nervousness and excitement, and her small nose flickered slightly up and down, although her appearance was not bad, but this subtle facial expression would not deceive.
"No, there is fraud!"
At the moment when Yan Yi was about to take a step forward, his whole body turned around violently in an unreasonable manner, rolled sideways in mid-air, and then stood firmly on the ground.
"How is it possible! Could it be that he has seen through my secret move? Impossible, how can he discover his strength!" He Qingwan Yu was really crazy in her heart, just one step away, Yan Yi would step into the backhand martial art hidden in the secret of his own move, but Yan Yi stopped there by this "coincidence".
Although Yan Yi didn't know what would happen if he took another step, and he didn't know how surprised He Qingwanyu would be when he stopped at this time, but what was about to face him was a sea of flowers, and this kind of attack was not so easy to deal with!
Yan Yi didn't have the slightest support, his spiritual power was fully opened, and the raging flames instantly appeared on the surface of his body, and the scorching temperature and scorching air became a little blurred.
Slowly raised his right hand, and in an instant, the fire attribute elements in the air converged in Yan Yi's right palm, and the attraction of the air changed from weak to strong, and in a breath, he described a wavy vortex visible to the naked eye, this move, Yan Yi hadn't used it for a long time...
"Capture the moon... Flame!"
Under the wrapping of the prosperous breath, those translucent flowers flying in the sky and constantly approaching Yan Yi were attracted by the attraction of the flame of the moon, and gathered in the vortex above Yan Yi's right palm extremely quickly.
He Qingwan Yu in the distance sneered at the corner of her mouth when she saw this, "Looking for death... How dare you suck my funeral flowers into your hands!"
He Qingwan Yu naturally knew very well how powerful her funeral flower was, hidden in the rain of gorgeous flowers, it was an injury that no one above the fivefold realm of the Dao dared to touch!
He Qingwan Yu's idea of continuing to shoot was also dispelled, she had full confidence in her move, although the realm was suppressed in the sixth level of Lingyin, but the power of martial arts could not be suppressed~
Countless flowers were completely gathered in the huge whirlpool on Yan Yi's palm, and for the reason of space, so many flowers were crowded together, squeezing each other and changing various shapes.
"Explode for me!" He Qingwan Yu in the distance clenched her fist lightly, releasing the true power of this funeral flower!
"Boom ..."
The imaginary explosion did not happen, and He Qingwanyu's funeral flowers did explode one by one, forming countless petal energy.
However, the circle of vortex in Yan Yi's palm seemed to have a barrier that could not be seen by the naked eye, no matter what spectacular scene happened inside and what kind of surging power was released.
The whirlpool just kept getting bigger and bigger, and it kept increasing its attractiveness, but it didn't leak the slightest aftermath of the explosion.