As Duan Wuya's cold voice fell, the infinite flames that surrounded Duan Wuya were also extinguished! Duan Wuya seemed to have existed here since ancient times, his long and sturdy body, like a demon god who came to the Nine Shadows, was full of evil qi all over his body, making people unbearable to watch!

It's just that the closed eyes are still flowing with muddy tears, which destroys the image of the majestic shore.

Looking at the gradually clear figure, Han Xiaomo's heart was shocked, the blow just now was completely Han Xiaomo's strongest attack! The first two attacks were all to confuse Duan Wuya, looking at Duan Wuya's gentlemanly performance, he would definitely not hurt a woman! With this, Han Xiaomo successfully implemented his plan and successfully hit Duan Wuya's eyes!

If it was just sand and gravel, Duan Wuya's eyes would definitely not be hit so hard, what was hit hard was the blazing fire spiritual power! This flame was not an ordinary flame, it was the most corrosive poisonous fire collected at the bottom of the volcano!

Han Xiaomo's heart was cold, Duan Wuya's strength had reached the point where she could hardly look at it! Just by relying on her own momentum, she could dispel the poisonous fire that could look down on everything! If it weren't for Duan Wuya's defenselessness, her eyes wouldn't have hurt!

What kind of demon is this? Looking at the bluestone under Duan Wuya's feet, it has been poisoned or corroded by more than three inches, but Duan Wuya is intact!

"Humph!"

Han Xiaomo snorted coldly, the fear in his heart was a little lighter, Duan Wuya's eyes were injured, and it was already difficult to see, this time was definitely the best time to attack Duan Wuya!

Han Xiaomo's aura was surging all over his body, and the poisonous flames were all over his body, and the flames like blood all converged in his left hand, forming a fireball that was only the size of a fist. This fireball contains enough energy to flatten a small mountain!

The aftermath of the energy emitted by the small fireball made the crowd watching from the ring frightened!

"My God, at first I thought Han Xiaomo was the weakest, but I didn't expect Han Xiaomo's combat power to be so strong!"

A warrior with a frightened face, looking at the fiery figure in the ring, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"It's not just you, a lot of people think so!"

Several martial artists around this martial artist all looked at each other solemnly.

"Damn it, women are so insidious!"

Niu Dashan looked at the darker and darker fireballs gathered in Han Xiaomo's hand, and looked like a cannibal. In particular, Duan Wuya's eyes were injured and he couldn't open them anymore and couldn't see anything.

Seeing the six ways and listening to the eight directions, this is the most basic condition for a warrior, and if you lose your eyes, you can only be beaten passively! The contest between warriors, a small negligence, may kill the enemy!

After Niu Dashan scolded fiercely, he suddenly turned around, and Pan Long was looking at the ring with a complicated expression.

After scolding, Niu Dashan remembered that Pan Long was also a woman! Fortunately, Pan Long's mind was in the ring and he didn't hear it.

"Duan Wuya, whether you live or die, it depends on your creation!"

The poisonous fireball in Han Xiaomo's hand has been completely formed, and the color has been completely red and purple, this fireball is no longer emitting heat, but emitting bursts of cold air!

The extreme of heat produces great changes, the extreme of heat is cold, and the anode produces yin! The condensation of this fireball has completely exceeded the limit of what Han Xiaomo can condense!

"Go"

The fireball broke away from Han Xiaomo's palm, like lightning, and it arrived in front of Duan Wuya in the blink of an eye.

"Han Xiamo has a good talent, and when it comes to playing with fire among her peers, she is already far ahead!"

Pan Liang admired on his face, although Han Xiaomo only has the double of Ning Yuan, but in terms of combat power, he definitely has the combat power of Ning Yuan three to four!

"This girl, it's still far away!"

An old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his hand stroked the white beard under his forehead, and a touch of joy appeared on his face.

"Heh, Han Laoqi, your great-granddaughter, not bad!"

"Don't jump to conclusions too early, Duan Wuya can have today's achievements, it is by no means simple! Who wins and who loses is still unknown!"

Pan Wangyun said, suddenly his face froze, and everyone was puzzled to follow Pan Wangyun's gaze, Duan Wuya in the ring, suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this secret smile made the Tianyun giants jump in their hearts, and they had a bad premonition.

"Old man Han, prepare to save your great-granddaughter!"

As soon as Pan Wangyun's words fell, the fireball had already reached a distance of less than a zhang in front of Duan Wuya.

Duan Wuya's body moved slightly, and then there was no follow-up movement, as if he had been fixed there, and it was difficult to move.

"Hey, Boy Duan will be seriously injured if he doesn't die"

Elder Han sneered for a while, and then his face was as ugly as if he had eaten maggots, because the fireball went straight through Duan Wuya's body and flew straight backwards, and there were other martial artists who were watching the fireball fly with a blank expression!

Duan Wuya, who was pierced by the fireball, suddenly disappeared again, and appeared again, already appearing behind Han Xiaomo, with one hand stretched out, grabbed the back of Han Xiaomo's neck, and directly lifted Han Xiaomo up.

"Woman, you managed to provoke me!"

Duan Wuya was angry, he was really angry!

Since his rebirth, he has faced countless lives and deaths, and faced so many enemies, Duan Wuya has never been so angry! A woman who has pity for herself and gives in everywhere, but she wants her life everywhere, and she has exhausted all means, and she is ruthless!

Duan Wuya's palm was holding the back of Han Xiaomo's neck, but Han Xiaomo was stunned: "How did you do it!"

Not just Han Xiaomo, everyone wants to know this answer. The fireball penetrated Duan Wuya's body, as if it had penetrated the air, without any obstacles! And Duan Wuya was also intact, not only was it intact, but Duan Wuya, who was invisible to his eyes, how did he accurately come behind Han Xiaomo and grab Han Xiaomo?

Could it be that Duan Wuya has a third eye?

"Help!"

Pan Liang roared and swooped into the menacing fireball.

"Poof!"

Pan Liang's sleeves rolled up, and the endless and mighty fireball, like a balloon, just made a soft sound and was swept into Pan Liang's sleeve. Pan Liang then put his hands behind his back and looked at the ring with a solemn expression.

If you look carefully, Pan Liang's sleeves have a small circular burn!

"Han Xiaomo, this time, I won't show mercy to my subordinates!"

Duan Wuya turned a deaf ear to everything on the edge of the ring, his palms were slightly strengthened, this woman had changed too much before and after, and she was ruthless, Duan Wuya wanted to slowly pinch this woman to death that made her hate it so much.

The tearful eyes were burned by the poisonous fire, and I don't know if I can recover them!

"Crunch!"

Duan Wuya's strength slowly increased, and there was a sound of bones rubbing against the back of Han Xiaomo's neck. Han Xiaomo closed her eyes tightly, as if the back of her neck was not hers, and her face was like ashes and let Duan Wuya lift it in the air!

The heart is dead, and there is no fear of death, a generation of red faces will die of incense.