"Ring of Fire". It was a new spell he learned after entering the Jindan period, and it was also another powerful spell in his "Burning Flame Gong".

This spell is very magical, even if the spell pattern appears under your feet, as long as you don't move, it will be fine.

But if you want to move out of the range of the pattern, this spell will be triggered, which is a bit of a trap.

"Good boy, how dare you yin me? Okay, then you can accept your life! ”。

Wang Yu was annoyed and angry, slapped the storage bag and took out a long black knife with a one-sided blade, and rushed towards Huang Ming.

"Isn't it? You're going to melee with me? ”。

Huang Ming was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

Fighting in place wasn't his strong point, and his favorite was hand-to-hand combat.

I think that when he went to find a meteorite to fight against that lama, and later fought against those two witch cultivators abroad, he relied on close combat, and he was still thinking about how to get close to Wang Yu, but he didn't expect Wang Yu to take the initiative to send it to the door.

So Huang Ming put away the "double fan", took out the red long sword that he had been unable to accept, and greeted it.

"Bell", the blades intersected with a crisp sound, and after a strong void fluctuation, the sand and stone flew wildly.

Huang Ming and Wang Yu each held knives and swords and froze together, and layers of mana fluctuations like ripples were visible to the naked eye, and the two of them continued to spread around with the intertwined knives and swords as the center, and they fought together with mana.

"Hmph, how long do I see if you can hold out?".

Wang Yu was a little proud, he had been forming Jindan for decades, and Huang Ming had just married Jin Dan not long ago, and if he fought hard for mana, it must be Huang Ming who suffered.

Huang Ming naturally knew this truth, but there was no way, as soon as his red sword touched Wang Yu's black long knife, he was shocked and numb, if he didn't increase his mana to resist, the red sword would have been out of his hand a long time ago.

It seems that Wang Yu's black long knife is not an ordinary magic weapon, even if it is not a natal magic weapon, it should be a top-level magic weapon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Huang Ming's forehead to start sweating, and the robe on Wang Yu's body began to inflate and swell from the inside out, and he was increasing his mana, wanting to exhaust Huang Ming as soon as possible.

Huang Ming was a little anxious, if he continued to fight hard like this and continue to stalemate, then he would definitely fall first, and he had to find a way to break this deadlock.

"Your sister's, fight".

Huang Ming let out a secret roar, concentrating on the full operation of the "Prison Suppression Ming Wang Jue", only to see that the skin of his arms began to appear along the meridians, and dazzling golden light began to appear.

"Ah......, open".

Huang Ming roared, holding the sword with both hands and pushing forward, "Bang", with a loud bang, the sand and gravel flew wildly again, and after a strong void fluctuation, they separated.

"This? How can it be? You can still get the extra strength? ”。

Wang Yu was taken aback, Huang Ming's mana was obviously not as deep as his, but at that moment just now, he felt that Huang Ming's strength had suddenly nearly doubled.

Huang Ming ignored Wang Yu's surprise, waved the red sword in his hand, and slashed at Wang Yu with a "woo".

Huang Ming thought to himself, since mana can't fight you, then let's fight for physical strength.

"Bell", there was a huge golden sound of knives and swords, sparks splashed, and sand and stones danced wildly.

However, this time, the two magic weapons bounced off each other after intersecting, and did not continue to hold each other.

"This? How so? What kind of exercises are you practicing? ”。

Wang Yu began to regret it while being nervous.

The black long blade in his hand was originally a "secondary demon blade" specially imitated by their royal family in the capital after obtaining the "Imitation Spirit Demon Blade" of Demon Cultivation.

Not only is it extremely powerful and spiritual, but it can also be controlled in the air, and it can cast several super sword qi techniques.

But Wang Yu was eager to win, and he actually used this excellent high-level magic weapon as an ordinary weapon.

In addition, Huang Ming is a body refiner, and he is completely using his own shortcomings to his strengths.

It's just that he only remembered now that it was too late to be driven by sacrifices, Huang Ming was swinging the red sword in his hand and slashing at him constantly, and the force was stronger and stronger every time, and Wang Yu could only grit his teeth and parry now.

And Huang Ming, the more he cut, the happier and more excited he became, he suddenly found that in the face of absolute power, all moves were floating clouds, as long as he could keep cutting like this, Wang Yu would not be able to parry sooner or later.

Sure enough, after receiving Huang Ming's seven or eight slam blows, Wang Yu was really a little overwhelmed, his hands were numb, and the most important thing was that if he continued like this, his "secondary magic blade" would be broken.

Although his "secondary magic blade" is a high-level high-grade sword, and its spirituality and strength are good, the red long sword used by Huang Ming is a natal magic weapon that has been cultivated for hundreds of years, although it has not been able to subdue the sword drive, but the strength and spirituality of the magic weapon itself are far stronger than ordinary high-level magic weapons.

After blocking one of Huang Ming's attacks, Wang Yu suddenly said:

"Han Daoyou, can you listen to me?"

"Listen to a fart? We are now fighting to the death, what else is there to say? ”。

Huang Ming subconsciously replied, but the attack in his hand involuntarily paused.

At this moment, Wang Yu suddenly threw the "Secondary Demon Blade" in his hand into the air, and took advantage of the moment Huang Ming looked up at the Demon Blade, rolled on the spot, and escaped from Huang Ming's attack range.

"Your sister!".

Huang Ming was furious, but he didn't panic or chase after him, and before Wang Yu could get up and stand firm, he once again recited the spell mantra of the "Ring of Flames".

Just as the "Secondary Demon Blade" that Wang Yu threw into the air emitted a bloody light, and "Huh" flew towards Huang Ming with countless phantoms, a burning circular ring of fire appeared again under Wang Yu's feet just after he got up.

"Bell ......".

A burst of sparks splashed and the void fluctuated, Huang Ming swung his red sword to block the demon blade, and he was shocked by the volley of the secondary demon blade, and the qi and blood surging back two steps, but he was not injured.

And Wang Yu was a little stunned when he looked at the ring of flames that appeared again under his feet.

He has learned the power of the Flame Ring, he was blown up half to death with a magic shield before, and now the magic shield has not completely cooled down, and he can't use it again, once it really blows up, then he will die.

Unless it's really like Huang Ming said, as long as he doesn't move this ring of fire, it won't explode, but the problem is that he can't move it, Huang Ming is rushing towards him with a red sword, if he really doesn't move, he will definitely be hacked to death by Huang Ming.

Wang Yu regretted it again, if he knew this, then he wouldn't take the "secondary magic blade". It's been sacrificed to the middle of the air, and now it's okay, there is no weapon to parry, and he may die directly if he doesn't move or not.

Wang Yu had no choice but to gamble, since there was danger, then bet that this ring of fire might not really explode, so while reaching out to recall the magic blade, he jumped outward.

However, just like before, at the moment when Wang Yu was about to jump out of the ring of fire, the five-pointed star pattern in the ring of fire flashed red, "bang", and suddenly exploded.

The huge energy once again blasted a small crater on the ground, and at the same time, a raging flame that had been superimposed by thirty-six layers "whew" towards Wang Yu, who had a black and gray face.

The firelight flickered and the dust cleared, and a half-lying humanoid ash appeared on the ground.

A gust of mountain wind blew through the ashes and scattered, and Wang Yu, a Dan monk of the royal family in the capital, was wiped out in this way.