The pressure around me seemed to disappear in an instant. Even the kind of strange coercion caused by the strange exercise that transmits pressure through the eyes disappeared the moment the flower of wind and fire appeared.

He Yiming stared at the wind and fire flower on his finger, and there was a kind of self-confidence in his eyes that was almost powerful.

He spit out the Flower of Wind and Fire, because he wanted to confront the other party's powerful coercion that seemed to be everywhere, but when the effect of the Flower of Wind and Fire was far stronger than he expected, his heart that was unwilling to be lonely also jumped up, and he suddenly had such a feeling that he wanted to let go of the other party, and wanted to experience for himself how incredible the power of the master who could bring him such a strong pressure was.

Similarly, the moment the wind and fire mixed flower in He Yiming's hand took shape, even Li Mingxuan's face showed a trace of strange color in an instant. She quietly looked at this magical red and cyan tangible flower, and her eyes flashed with an unknown look, as if she had suddenly thought of something, but she was also uncertain.

Zhuo Wanlian carefully observed Uncle Shi's expression, and when he saw the surprise in Li Mingxuan's eyes, he also sighed in his heart.

He Yiming actually has the strength to move his uncle, so it can be determined that his cultivation above the martial arts. It has indeed reached an extremely high point, and it is beyond my reach. It's just that He Yiming gave him the feeling that he seemed to be unfinished, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped up in his heart, could it be that He Yiming actually planned to challenge Uncle Li?

As soon as this thought flashed, it immediately startled him. However, when he felt the increasingly powerful and condensed momentum on He Yiming's body, when he was frightened and admired, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and sure enough, they are ...... I don't know how thick the sky is.

He Yiming opened his mouth, and under the attention of everyone, he blew lightly.

This breath didn't seem to have any power, but the moment it came to the strange flower in his hand, this strange flower of wind and fire suddenly began to rotate, as if it had installed a never-ending wheel, and the bright red fire and ethereal wind were already turning rapidly.

He Yiming looked back and glanced at Yuan Lixun.

Although the two of them have been separated for a long time, this does not affect the tacit understanding between them. After a slight hesitation, Yuan Lixun suddenly nodded slightly, her toes were slightly forced, and the whole person suddenly floated into the distance. Perhaps because of her true qi, her movements are full of a sense of elegance and atmosphere, and she has changed dramatically from the original little woman who only knew that she was hiding under He Yiming's wings.

After seeing Yuan Lixun's movements, Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian's faces changed color at the same time, and they invariably retreated towards the rear.

At this time, in their eyes. Whether it is Li Mingxuan or He Yiming, it seems that they have become an existence that cannot be provoked.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

It was a thought that came to their minds almost at the same time. It's just that in the next moment, they were surprised to find that He Yiming's status in their hearts would become so strong......

He Yiming's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the flower of wind and fire in his hand swirled faster and faster, and a powerful and energetic force rose in his body.

At this moment, He Yiming actually remembered the moment when he fought with the ghost-faced stranger that night.

Although the Daguan Sword was not in his hand at this time, his momentum was equally powerful and unstoppable.

Under the oppression of Li Mingxuan's power, He Yiming's potential seemed to be completely stimulated in an instant, and the power that had risen up in his body was infinitely close to the earth-shattering blow of that night.

The wind fuels the fire, and the fire borrows the wind, and when these two different attributes, but the magical flowers that blend together, begin to release their power, everyone really begins to experience its power.

The red and cyan colors spread in an instant, and the whining of a powerful wind was heard in everyone's ears. It was as if they had suddenly reached the top of the mountain, and were being swept away and ravaged by a tornado. Then, they all felt the temperature of the air around them start to rise, and they were even able to sense the strong heat.

This is from the temperature of the earth fire, and the moment the flower of wind and fire exerts its most powerful power, the power released by He Yiming seems to turn the surrounding area into a cave full of earth fire among the eight hundred miles of volcanoes.

This is the true power after condensing the flower of wind and fire, even when facing Zhou Datian, He Yiming has never released all this power. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he simply can't do it.

Only at this moment, under the oppression of this super powerhouse from the far north, did he stimulate the potential hidden in his body, and once again showed this huge power of earth fire.

Li Mingxuan's face finally became a little solemn, this young man who had not even succeeded in condensing Sanhua had brought her such a big surprise. She glanced at Yuan Lixun, who was looking at He Yiming with concern and a hint of fascination, and finally understood in her heart why she insisted on discussing with He Yiming before she could give herself an answer.

He Yiming, this young congenital powerhouse, really has this qualification.

Li Mingxuan sighed slightly, opened her mouth, and a white mist suddenly spit out of her mouth.

At the beginning of a mouthful of mist, it is just a little bit of white mist, just like people breathe in the cold winter days, there will be similar white mist.

However, this mist did not dissipate immediately, but suddenly formed a sword of mist in the air.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, especially when the Fog Sword took shape. Everyone's hearts were cold, and goosebumps appeared on their bodies.

That kind of strong cold air rushed to the sky, and even the bodies of Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian, who were a hundred meters away, trembled slightly.

Subsequently, they all noticed that this cold was so strong that even they had unbearable feelings, but strangely, Yuan Lixun, who was closer to them than them, did not show any sense of discomfort, as if this cold air had no effect on her at all.

They sighed secretly in their hearts, no wonder Li Mingxuan was so kind to Yuan Lixun, for Yuan Lixun's promise, she lived here for several months without showing the slightest impatience, and sure enough, there was a corresponding reason.

When the mist sword was formed, the surrounding environment seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

The feeling of entering a volcanic cave also seemed to be gone, and the power of heat and cold had a vague tendency to escalate after a stalemate for a while.

But the performance of the two sides was very different.

There were already beads of sweat on He Yiming's head, and although the momentum on his body was surging and powerful, anyone could already see that he had done his best.

But Li Mingxuan was relaxed and freehand, as if this fog sword was just a small thing for her, and there was no burden at all.

The two sides didn't really play each other though. But the strength and weakness are already obvious to all.

Li Mingxuan nodded slowly and suddenly, and said, "At such a grade, there is already such an achievement, which is indeed remarkable." But you're too arrogant, so I'll teach you a lesson. ”

With that, she raised her hand and flicked it lightly.

With such a flick, the fog sword in the air suddenly flew up and stabbed towards He Yiming's chest.

Although this is not a real physical sword, no one dares to underestimate it at all. The real Sanhua powerhouse already has the ability to become intangible, and this fog sword seems to be invisible. However, its power may not be under the treasure weapon blade in the hands of ordinary first-line heavenly powerhouses.

He Yiming's face was solemn, his wrist flicked, and the petals formed around his fingers suddenly floated out one by one.

These petals met the fog sword as if they had life, and each time they collided, they would make a strange sound like fire and water meeting. It's just that all the petals came into contact with the fog sword, and they immediately disappeared like stones thrown into the sea.

The Flower of Wind and Fire, which had endless power and made Zhou Datian suffer greatly, was extinguished in front of this mist sword before even the greatest power could be exerted.

He Yiming's face was a little ugly, he snorted coldly, and the flower bones in his hand suddenly bloomed, and one after another wind and fire flowers took shape in his hands, and they continued to impact towards the fog sword.

Not only that, but the fusion degree of the wind and fire flower seems to be constantly improving, and the power of wind and fire complements each other, and the color of each petal is becoming more and more vivid.

However, at this moment, Li Mingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the fog sword in the air suddenly accelerated, cutting a bright white arc in the air, rushing towards the Wind and Fire Flower in He Yiming's hand.

This change was extremely sudden, and even He Yiming didn't have time to make any countermeasures.

With a flick of his fingers, all the petals suddenly caught up, tangling with the fog sword in the air.

It was as if an endless stream of water vapor filled the air, obscuring everything. However, everyone present had such eyesight, and they all clearly saw that this fog sword was not broken, but passed through the blockade of countless petals and stabbed directly at He Yiming's arm.

Although Li Mingxuan did not have the intention of killing, the power contained in this mist was so powerful, once she was stabbed, it was inevitable to suffer a slight injury.

Dawn Xuan did not move, and immediately broke through all obstacles with the momentum of thunder, and was sure to wound the enemy on the spot.

Such power and means. Show her old spicy and strong strength.

It's just that, until this moment, there was still a smile on He Yiming's face, and he stretched out his hand, lightly and normally, and caught this fog sword steadily.