Yan Huang felt the sharp aura emanating from the spikes behind him, and his heels were less than a foot away from the edge of the final battle. The strong sense of crisis suddenly stimulated the fighting power of Yan Huang.

"Fire Dance Divine Flame!"

In today's Yan Famine, the true qi reserves in the body are far better than in the past, so they can already use this trick freely. In an instant, the offensive that had already shown its declining momentum suddenly became powerful again.

Just looking at Yan Huang's body, it seemed to instantly transform into a huge Yan Dragon Sparrow, and the power of the majestic pure yang suddenly increased dozens of times. His arms fluttered, like the giant wings of fire of the dragon sparrows. The blazing wind under the wings swallowed up the rushing "river" like a monstrous wave.

"Xiaocheng realm!" Long Haotian showed a smile of relief on his face.

I still remember that when I was in the Yan family, Yan Huang had a mental disorder because of the blood and blood frenzy, and there was a civil war with him. At that time, his "Fire Dance Divine Flame" had not yet been introduced. And the leap of each period of this move often takes years or even more than ten years of hard work for the martial artist.

Unexpectedly, in the midst of distress and humiliation, Yan Huang was ashamed and brave, burst out with strong willpower, and finally broke through the difficulties in one fell swoop, directly impacting the realm of Xiaocheng. Now this trick of the Yan Desolation is more than a hundred times more terrifying than a few months ago!

"This kid!"

Murong Danqing's eyes became extremely cold.

She has heard more about Yan Huang's understanding. Especially when I heard that he had groveled to the moon, he was even more contemptuous of him. Moreover, because her own cultivation realm is still higher than the Yan Famine, the girl has not paid due attention to the Yan Famine from beginning to end.

The original rigidity and softness are like the struggle between water and fire. If the fire is strong, the water will be steamed, and if the water is strong, the fire will be extinguished.

In the previous duel between the two, Yan Huang was completely at a disadvantage. His flame was like a candle flame in front of Murong Danqing's rushing rivers. But now, the situation has been reversed in an instant.

The girl felt that the hundreds of rivers in her pen had begun to dry up gradually. Moreover, this terrifying heat began to swim upstream, and began a fierce counterattack towards the brush in his hand.

You must know that the essence of Murong Danqing's Void Splash Ink is to use True Qi as the foundation and weapon. Although she is extremely talented, and has been cultivated by the Thousand Phoenix Palace, the true qi reserve in her body is incomparable to that of people in the same realm, but it can't withstand the burning of the Yan Desolation like this.

Moreover, what made the girl feel even more palpitations was that her "river" seemed to have become more than ten conductors at this moment, so that the pure yang power of the desolation could attack her body faster.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the guards in the first row fell down half again. And the clothes of the rest were already burned to the ground by the flames. And the first three rows are completely devoid of spectators, who are deeply afraid that they will be burned to char.

"Hiss!" - "Ahhhh

In the air, there was a hint of burnt smell. Then, Murong Danqing exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw that the girl had been forced from one end of the decisive table to the other. Her chest-length hair was missing an inch. The rest of the building was like a clump of burnt thatch, and it smelled of burning.

And the girl's capable voice was like a few black spots on the green clothes that seemed to be ink and blue. Obviously, however, the garment was also a rare treasure, because even under such burning, it was still not burned through. Protects the integrity of the girl's cream-like skin.

"Burning Wilderness!"

Murong Danqing's pretty face was so angry that he was blue. At the same time, she also secretly thanked Ah Luo and her sister.

Because, it was what happened to Ah Luo that made her return from this experience, and Mu Chengcheng personally sent someone to create this protective robe for her. If she was still wearing the clothes she wore when she was training outside, I am afraid that even if she was not burned to death, she would have been burned to the ground.

"Hmph, is this the strength of the Holy Maiden's reserve?" Yan Desolate snorted.

He doesn't intend to stop there, though. He knew very well that he must defeat Murong Danqing before she completely broke out. Otherwise, with her means, there is definitely a possibility of turning the tide of the battle.

"Haotian, the Seventh Prince is not bad!" Ji Wuchen said with a smile, "I have always looked down on the genius of the Thousand Flame Monarchy, but now I don't dare anymore!"

"Brother Wuchen, you are humble," Long Hao said, "If it weren't for the painful experience of the Seventh Prince, his combat effectiveness would definitely be inferior to yours." ”

"Well, indeed!" Ji Wuchen nodded.

He understood that Long Haotian had only said half of what he said, and the half of what he didn't say was "You Ji Wuchen have lived a little comfortably during this time, and there is no strong stimulation from the general environment." And this is also a necessary means to enhance strength. ”

And the reason why Long Haotian didn't say it explicitly was to save face for himself. Therefore, Ji Wuchen felt Peilong Haotian from the bottom of his heart.

"Alas, it seems that I overestimate her a little!" Luo Jiutian took a sip of wine and said, "Murong Danqing's talent may be in the middle of Zi Ye's. However, her shortcomings are too obvious!"

"That's right," Long Haotian continued, "Lacking the consciousness of a lion fighting a rabbit." For opponents who seem to be weaker than themselves, they lack due respect and attention. As everyone knows, in the moment of life and death, it is often this point that can make or break the tide of a battle!"

It seems that this Murong girl has not encountered any major setbacks in her years of training. It's not a good thing that everything is going too well!" Ji Wuchen concluded thoughtfully.

The three of them commented as if summarizing their statements, and Murong Danqing trembled all over when they heard it. Originally, her face was already pale, and she was even more angry at the moment.

But soon, Murong Danqing calmed down again. She had to admit in her heart that what the three of them said was not wrong at all.

Indeed, I began to go out to practice at the age of ten. But if you think about it carefully, there are almost no experiences that can really touch the depths of your soul over the years.

Even a few times, he was chased and killed by brute beasts, and he was almost driven into a desperate situation. But in the end, she turned the danger into a disaster. At first, she felt that this was the embodiment of her strength and wisdom, but now that she thinks about it, perhaps it is because her strength and wisdom are too good that she just lacks the tempering of her mind and will. And this tempering is often the most important factor in determining victory or defeat.

"Grind, desperate!" Murong Danqing lowered his head and silently recited these two words in his heart.

At this moment, she seemed to be completely forgetful, even forgetting that she was on the final stage, and two steps behind her was the edge of the final stage, and below it were hundreds of sharp iron thorns, enough to completely pierce her body.

Although Yan Huang didn't know what she was doing, he didn't stop attacking at all.

"It's over——!"

"Bang!"—"Whoa!"—

To everyone's surprise, this time, Murong Danqing did not use the paintbrush, but directly shook Yan Huang with the power of his palm.

Although her cultivation realm is higher than that of Yan Huang, strength is not what women are good at after all, so this time, Shengsheng shook her body back a step back. On the table of the decisive battle, two heavy footprints were left.

"Oh——"

The moment the girl palmed each other, everyone almost didn't dare to look at it anymore. And when the girl took another step back to the edge, it caused the audience to exclaim.

"Bang!"—"Whew!"—"Oh!"

Another blow was slammed, and with the exclamations of the crowd, the girl's body took a step backwards. At this moment, her heels were completely suspended in the air, and if she took another half step, she would be bombarded off the battlefield by the Yan Desolation.

"Hmm, Miss Murong, what is this doing?" Ji Wuchen frowned, "Does she have no intention of fighting?"

"Heh, Haotian, I feel that I am a little inaccurate about seeing people today!" Luo Jiutian stood up and came to the window of the private room, "I felt overestimated her just now, and now I feel underestimated her!"

"You did underestimate me!" Murong Danqing smiled faintly. And at this moment, the palm wind of the Yan Desolation was less than three feet away from him.

(End of chapter)