Yang Yun was very unhappy all day, and when the night came, she went to the arena, on the one hand, she wanted to vent in the arena, and on the other hand, because she heard that in the arena of Yinfeng City, there was a person who participated in the competition very powerful, so she wanted to come and see.

Standing on the arena and looking at the so-called Hades Monarch, Yang Yun was really shocked.

In her thoughts, even if the Immortal Monarch is powerful, it will be exaggerated a little bit under the false rumors.

However, although the figure of the Immortal Monarch in front of him is very thin and thin, the momentum he naturally exudes is so ethereal and cold. Like a king of darkness, like a ruthless killer.

Yang Yun looked up and down, left and right, back and forth, and still couldn't believe it.

"You, you're the Immortal Monarch, can't you be mistaken?" Yang Yun said suspiciously.

Feng Xueran's face twitched behind the mask, why did everyone have to ask such a question when they were competing with themselves?

"If Miss is suspicious, you can cancel this competition. With a dumb voice, Feng Xue said disdainfully.

Feng Xueran really didn't want to talk to Yang Yun now, the events of the day, coupled with Ya'er's injury, made Feng Xueran's anger reach its peak, if it wasn't for the competitive agreement, he would have rushed to the inn where Yang Yun lived and taught Yang Yun a lesson.

In his bones, Feng Xueran is a person who values his promises. So although he was not angry with what Yang Yun did, he still chose to forbear it for the time being.

However, when he was a wind and snow, he couldn't do it, but it didn't mean that when he was the Immortal King, he couldn't do it either.

And it is for this reason that the wind and snow are burning and appearing on the arena.

"No, I'm just curious about what kind of person the Immortal Lord is. Yang Yun explained.

"Hmph, there are some people you can't be curious about. Without further ado, if you don't want to give up this competition, let's get started. Feng Xue snorted coldly, and said angrily in his heart, your own fiancé is not curious, but he is curious about a stranger, it is really sick.

"Well, then, please advise. ”

Yang Yun bowed to the Immortal Monarch, and then carried the route of the exercises he cultivated.

Yang Lei cultivates the source power of the fire attribute, and Yang Yun also inherits the attributes of his husband, and what he cultivates is also the "Flame Decision" that his father has cultivated.

With his arms slightly open, Yang Yun's body was burning, controlling the flames to form a long snake, circling in front of him.

Looking at the fierce long snake in front of Yang Yun with cold eyes, Feng Xue Ran raised his right hand lightly, opened his five fingers, and made a move to grasp the long snake.

"Go", perceiving the movement of Feng Xue Ran, Yang Yun's eyes sharpened, and with a light scream, the long snake that winded rushed towards Xue Ran.

When the snake's body twists, it will wrap around the body of the wind and snow.

Feng Xueran's body slowly swayed a few times, and the power of the origin wrapped around his right hand, and as soon as the void grabbed it, he pinched the seven inches of the long snake.

The long snake struggled hard, but could not struggle, so it opened its mouth of flame and burned at the wind and snow, and the flames burned fiercely, as if it wanted to swallow the wind and snow in one gulp.

"Hmph. Seeing this, Feng Xue snorted coldly, controlled the skill, and competed with Yang Yun for the control of the Flame Snake. The flame snake couldn't be devoured, and with its mouth wide open, it stopped on Xue Ran's head, hideous.

Sensing that his source force martial art was abnormal, Yang Yun wisely chose to give up the source force martial art he had cast.

Explosion, Yang Yun secretly shouted, and the flame snake exploded with a bang, and at the same moment, Yang Yun also floated back, away from the explosion range, avoiding the aftermath of the upcoming martial arts.

Yang Yun dodged, and Feng Xueran was not so lucky.

Yang Yun was already at the level of the throne, and the source force martial technique she used exploded, and that power was definitely not the same.

In the midst of the sparks, Feng Xue Ran hurriedly displayed his protective skills, and a thin protective shield was attached to his body, and the protective shield isolated most of the aftermath of the source force, but, even so, Feng Xue Ran was still injured, although the injury was light, but the feeling of injury was the first time that Xue Ran encountered it in the arena for three years.

Taking advantage of the gap between the flames filling the arena, Feng Xue Ran mobilized a trace of life source and quickly recovered from his injuries.

Looking at the fire that filled the arena, Yang Yun showed a smile.

Instead of controlling the dissipation of the flames, Yang Yun instead used the source power to increase the intensity of the flames, and for a while, the raging flames on the arena burned, and the scorching air flow was felt by the spectators who were far away in the stands.

Yang Yun was very proud, such a fire, even if it was just an ordinary fire, it was not so easy to break out, not to mention, he also added his own source power to the fire.

In Yang Yun's expectation, when the flames were rising, the Immortal Monarch might be able to use the source power to support it, but when the power of the flames became more and more powerful, he should not help but scream.

However, she waited for a long time, but there was no movement in the flames. If it weren't for the breath of the Immortal in the sea of fire, she would have thought that the Immortal had been burned alive by herself.

The flames continued to burn, and the wind and snow burned in the flames, repairing his injuries, and then, he did something that everyone was angry with.

Sitting on the ground, Feng Xueran stretched out his hand, waving it in the flames for a while, picking up a flame for a while, playing with it in the palm of his hand, that look, that expression, like a child who doesn't know the world.

"Why? Why is this?" Feng Xue Ran muttered to himself, "Look at that Yang Yun is very smart, how could he come up with such a stupid method?

After speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and said to himself: "No, she really doesn't seem to know." I'm bored, I don't play, I quickly ended the competition and went back to sleep. ”

Stopping the movements in his hand, Feng Xueran sat cross-legged, the power of the life source in his body surged, and the control skills were infinitely exerted, little by little, encroaching on the flames.

There was no movement in the flames for a long time, Yang Yun was anxious, and was about to collect his origin power to check, but found that the flames slowly separated a path in front of him, and the other end of the road was in front of the Immortal Monarch.

Looking at the figure of Feng Xue Ran sitting cross-legged, Yang Yun was horrified, and the source force was instantly put away, and protected under the cloth around his body, staring at the Immortal Monarch vigilantly.

Feng Xueran didn't look at Yang Yun, and when he completely controlled the flames, he slowly stood up, no way, he had to slow down, Yang Yun's cultivation was much higher than his own, to take the source power martial arts that Yang Yun used, and completely control it in his own hands, the mental power and source power needed were by no means a few, and he was able to stand up as if nothing had happened so quickly, it was already very good.

Detecting the origin power in his body, only half of it was left, Feng Xueran smiled bitterly, today is the most embarrassing time in the past three years, that is, the last time he fought with Yinxin, he had never been so embarrassed.

Glancing at Yang Yun, Feng Xueran gently raised his arms, and the flames began to churn the moment he raised his arms, and they became more and more intense.

Looking at the churning flames, Yang Yun behaved very solemnly, and the source power in his body poured out, turning into a flame spear in his hand, and the head of the spear pointed at the sky, and a domineering aura arose.

The flames soared into the sky, condensing into a fire dragon above the head of the wind and snow, the fire dragon circled, majestic, the flames on the arena were emptied, and the spectators in the stands also saw the scene on the stage clearly.

"Go", Feng Xue raised his arm, pointed at Yang Yun, and the fire dragon roared out and rushed towards Yang Yun's location.

Yang Yun has participated in many competitions, and he has a lot of experience in facing enemies, but in the past, when he used source power to increase the strength of the flames, the source power consumed too much, and he was a little powerless at this time.

Taking a deep breath, the flame spear picked up, stabbed, and finally slammed into the fire dragon's jaw.

In this moment, a trace of fear flashed in Yang Yun's heart, her heart was not good, and she was busy withdrawing and retreating, in the retreat, she glanced at Xue Ran, only to see Feng Xue Ran standing in place, her left hand behind her, her right hand waved lightly, and she spit out a word in her mouth, "Burst".

Yang Yun retreated quickly, but not as fast as Feng Xueran's movements. Almost when Yang Yun wanted to retreat, the fire dragon was about to explode.

The sad Yang Yun, although she saw the opportunity very early and retreated quickly, the martial arts formed by the origin power of the wind and snow burning self-explosion, although it was not the origin martial art, the power was not something that a mere Yang Yun could resist.

The fire dragon exploded, and the fire attribute source force impacted Yang Yun's body, Yang Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily on the arena.

Feng Xue Ran looked at Yang Yun coldly, and said secretly: You used this trick just now to deal with me, and now, I use the way of others to treat the body of others, and I also use this trick to deal with you, and you are not aggrieved.

Lying down on the arena, Yang Yun struggled to stand up, but he affected his injury, and spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, lying on his stomach in embarrassment, Yang Yun no longer had the strength to struggle.

"You lost. Feng Xueran took a few steps forward and said coldly.

Didn't take the opportunity to kill the killer, although Feng Xueran wanted to.

A competition is over, symbolizing that Yang Yun is in the snowy region, and the invincible image of the young generation is shattered.

Seeing Feng Xueran walking off the arena, Ming Qinghe hurriedly stepped forward, "The strength of the Immortal Monarch is really beyond my expectations, I've known Yun'er for so long, and it's the first time I've seen her defeat at whose hands." ”

Squinting at the Ming and Qing River, Feng Xueran found that this Ming and Qing River is not simple.

"What does Childe want to say?"

"My name is Ming Qinghe, the son of the Underworld. ”

"Prince Qinghe of the Snowy Land? Hehehe, Prince Qinghe still calls me Hades directly, the word Childe came out of the prince's mouth, and Hades felt very uncomfortable. Besides, how does Childe know that the Immortal Monarch can be called Childe?"

Hearing Feng Xueran's words, Ming Qinghe's pupils shrank, and returned to normal, "The prince of the underworld said and laughed, outside, I'm just Ming Qinghe." As for...... Intuitively, in my gut, the age of the Immortal is not very old. ”

"Really?"

"Of course. ”

"So, is there anything wrong with Qinghe Gongzi? You know, I was seriously injured just now, and now I am very anxious to go back to treat my injuries. Also, the Yun'er in Gongzi's mouth, I'm afraid that she is more seriously injured than me, so Qinghe Gongzi should hurry up and take a look. Feng Xueran deliberately covered his chest and said lightly.

"Yun'er's injury will be fine, since Gongzi didn't kill her, it shows that Gongzi knows Yun'er's identity. Ming Qinghe's face was determined.

"What is her identity and what does it have to do with me?"

"Isn't it okay?"

"What did Prince Qinghe say?"

"It seems to depend on the Immortal Prince. After watching the snow for a long time, Ming Qinghe smiled slightly.

"If the prince of Qinghe is okay, then the Immortal Monarch will leave. Feng Xueran said impatiently.

"Childe, please. Ming Qinghe turned to one side and made a slow move, "The meeting must be fateful, if there is something in the future, please come to Qinghe, if you can help, Qinghe will definitely help." ”

"Hmm. Not in the mood to pay attention to this smiling tiger anymore, Feng Xueran nodded and walked out.