Fei Xian took the winning Ice Blade Girl back from the middle of the high platform, stretched out his fingers and nodded left and right respectively, and said, "In the second game, you two." ”

Feng Yudu came out of the queue in response, Jun had a cruel smile on his face, stopped when he came to Zhao Feichen's side, gritted his teeth in his ear and whispered: "I want to destroy your man's self-esteem in front of everyone." ”

Perhaps because he was too resentful, Zhao Feichen felt an inexplicable chill under his crotch.

Feng Yudu walked to the middle of the high platform without looking back, turned around and stood still, his narrow eyes flashed with fierce light, staring at Zhao Feichen's face like an eagle, and said hatefully: "Zhao Feichen, roll over and die!" ”

Feng Yudu seems to be very famous, everyone in the audience seems to recognize him, and the cheers that were high suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere turned cold, obviously not a good reputation.

Zhao Feichen was already so panicked that the six gods had no master. He has been an otaku who has stayed at home all his life, and suddenly he was pushed into the public, and he had to fight for life and death with people.

"Soaring flame with bare hands...... As soon as Fei Xian's voice fell, Feng Yudu impatiently raised his hand and shouted a curse.

He is also the third young master of the Gale Tribe, with a family background, of course he knows some ways to deal with the Holy Word Technique, otherwise he would not be so sure of taking revenge in public.

Zhao Feichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Yudu reciting the mantra, he was not afraid of the Dao technique.

It's a pity that he was happy a little early, Feng Yudu didn't plan to use a complete fire separation technique at all, raised his hands, and shouted repeatedly: "Fly, fly, fly......" He actually shouted seven or eight times in one breath, reducing the power for the quantity, and seven or eight small fireballs shot out of his hands and shot in a long line.

Zhao Feichen was dazzled by the small fireball that rushed towards him, and he came back to his senses quickly, scurrying to the side while pointing nonsense: "Scatter, scatter, scatter......"

Feng Yudu sneered, his fiery palms moved with Zhao Feichen's figure, and the fire and rain seemed endless.

The dense small fireballs were like raindrops blowing in the wind, and Zhao Feichen was chased and sweated profusely, rolling and crawling, and he didn't have time to use the Holy Word Technique, and was hit several times in a row.

Each blow was like a burning iron rod.

The cloth on the outside of Zhao Feichen's calf immediately bubbled with spark carbonized fly ash, and the skin that was hit was instantly scorched and cracked, and pus bubbles, and the pain in his heart made him lose his center of gravity, fall to the ground heavily, and keep rolling.

Seeing him fall, Feng Yudu's smile became even more hideous, his hands waved viciously, and the landing point of the fireball quickly moved up, pointing directly at the middle of Zhao Feichen's legs.

Zhao Feichen's thigh was also hit by the fireball a few times, and he couldn't even roll in pain, and sat on the ground, unable to dodge.

Fei Xian on the side snorted coldly, his face was full of disappointment, and his lips moved slightly: "Waste." ”

The crowd watching the battle in the audience sighed in pieces, and many people turned their faces away, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and the whole of Hejia Village was even more sad.

In the corner of the square, behind the canopy of trees, Feng Yexin, who was red-edged and black-dressed, stood quietly on the high branches, staring at the high platform, his black bright eyes dimmed with disappointment, and his body floated back like a ghost, as if he thought that the end was doomed and that he didn't need to look at it anymore.

Suddenly, Zhao Feichen on the other side of the high platform roared like a dying struggle: "The wind is separated......

In a panic, he finally remembered the "Drifting Wind Step", and the whole person rose in response, like autumn leaves wrapped in the wind, floating up from the ground at once.

The expression on Fei Xian's face changed rapidly, surprised and joyful, showing the color of anticipation, and watching the changes.

The heart of the wind and night stood still, the branches and leaves trembled under his feet, and his heart said: "Heaven and earth!" How could he? Immediately woke up: "The secret of heaven and earth is in Fei Xian's hands!" It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! ”

"Heaven and Earth Formula" is one of the long-lost wind magic secrets in the Wind God Temple, the saints of all generations have bothered to track down, many years have passed, eight or nine times out of ten have been recovered, but unfortunately the most critical part of the mantra is still missing.

Not long ago, the Holy Maiden Yan Bing learned some unidentified clues, so she wanted to send someone to find them secretly. However, the Wind God Temple is the enemy of the whole world, and every move is too eye-catching, especially the Duling Mountain Range is remote and far away from the Wind God Temple's sphere of influence.

Yan Bing thought left and right, and finally chose the god to serve Feng Yexin, and asked her to go deep into the Duling Mountains to investigate under the pretext of meeting the third brother Feng Yudu, and induce others to think that the Wind God Temple was trying to win over the Great Wind Department, and would not think of the secret of wind arts.

…… z=z^2+c……

On the side of the high platform, Zhao Feichen had been swept up by the whirlwind, and before he could shout the second half of the spell, a series of fireballs had already reached his body, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so frightened that his soul flew away, and secretly said My life is over.

Unexpectedly, the whirlwind that surrounded him not only swept him up, but also blocked all the small fireballs in a circle of swirling wind walls.

Each fireball crashed into the wall of wind, stirring up a burst of flame, burning, spreading, and spreading in the whirlwind, but it couldn't penetrate anyway.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Feng Yudu's expression changed from smug to hideous, and he waved his hand flame and roared: "See how long you can block it!" ”

The fireball volleys into the air and smashes into the wall of wind in a row.

The fire makes the wind rise, and the wind fuels the fire! The tornado with the flames grew rapidly, the flames overflowed, and the heat surged.

The surging and amazing heat made Fei Xian feel bad, his face changed sharply, and he shouted: "Stop! ”

He took out a palm-sized piece of Tai Chi rune paper from his arms, pinched it vigorously, and a layer of colorful phantoms suddenly floated on the rune paper, like a mirror and a shield, and at the same time, people flew towards the middle of the stage.

In the distance, the beautiful eyes of Feng Yexin, who stood on the high branches, snorted coldly: "Zhongpin Dao Fu, you are really willing." ”

Feng Yudu saw that Fei Xian actually stopped himself, his face showed resentment, he drank the spell continuously, and the small fireball thrown out was faster and faster, and he only wanted to completely roast Zhao Feichen who was trapped in the flame storm.

Zhao Feichen, who was in the center of the storm, only felt that the surroundings were getting redder and hotter, and even the air he inhaled seemed to be burning his lungs, and he said in his heart that he was going to die this time, and he was also ruthless all of a sudden, and he had to pull a cushion on his back when he died, glaring at Feng Yudu viciously, and roared out the second half of the spell: "Yunni is coming!" ”

The flame storm swept through him, and the fire dragon crashed into Fengyudu, unstoppable and terrifying.

Just now, his face was full of violence, and the unrelenting Fengyu was frightened and at a loss.

Fei Xian saw that he couldn't rush to the rescue, his face showed pain, he gritted his teeth, threw out the Tai Chi rune paper in his hand violently, and accurately smashed it onto the fierce fire dragon.

In an instant, the fire dragon burst, the flowing flames splashed, and the skimming floating light on the Taiji rune paper also broke in an instant, and then the rune paper carbonized and blackened, cracking out mottled fire patterns, and then banged violently, exploding into flying ashes.

The sound was like thunder on dry land, and it shook people's scalps.

The people near the high platform couldn't help but cover their ears and look up at the situation on the high platform, all of them were dumbfounded.

…… z=z^2+c……