Lang Ming controlled the wind, and Xiao Cheng's wind spell was cast.

I saw that with a wave of his fingers, he suddenly set off a hurricane, swept into a huge pillar of wind lying across the void, and pressed towards the jade-faced wind monarch.

The pillar of wind was like a tornado, and when it swept out, it was like a wind dragon, crossing the void and rising into the sky.

Ximen Blowing Sand hurriedly waved the magic weapon of the feather fan in his hand, urging it with mana, giving birth to a huge storm, forming an equally powerful tornado.

The two storms met in the Void, and then collided violently, tearing the atmosphere apart.

rumble

With a loud bang, the two storms were violently slammed into each other, and the strong crosswinds contained in them emitted a piercing roar as they collided with the atmosphere.

"It's really wishful thinking to take the name of my Fengjun"

Simon Blowing Sha's face was gloomy, and at the same time, there was a slight disdain in it.

Who is he Ximen Blowing Sand, it is the famous jade-faced Wind Monarch, even if it is a Qi Dao Alliance, they are afraid of his strength, so they will also give a little thin noodles.

"A stinky boy who has not dried up, he actually dares to speak wildly in front of me, it seems that my jade-faced Fengjun has not made a move for a long time, and many people have forgotten my awesomeness"

A cold glow burst out from Simon's ruthless eyes, which was a manifestation of the extreme intensity of killing intent.

And seeing that Ximen was blowing sand seriously, Lang Ming waved his hand and offered a fresh breeze and sent Dongfang Qin Lan out.

"Girl, stay away from here, safe"

Lang Ming said, and a cyan blue Yuan Qi light suddenly appeared around his body, which was the manifestation of the power that belonged to Feng Yuan Qi.

And at this time

Seeing that Dongfang Qin Lan below left Lang Ming, the jade-faced Fengjun suddenly didn't have the slightest hand, and directly used all his strength to wield the feather fan magic weapon in his hand.

rumble

In an instant, a huge storm fell from the sky, like a pillar of heaven, pressing the void and the earth, trying to crush Lang Minghe to death under the pillar of wind.

As soon as he makes a move, he will go all out, and Simon will not give his opponent any chance to resist, so as to highlight his strength.

however

"Play with the wind in front of me, you are still far away"

Lang Ming sensed the storm coming, and unhurriedly stretched out his palm, aiming at the huge storm and squeezing it gently.

rumble

In the next second, the storm suddenly twisted, as if it had lost its balance in the process of spinning, and within a few seconds it was ashamed and dissipated with a loud bang, turning into wisps of wind and scattered in the void.

"What"

Ximen Fusha was taken aback, looking at the wind that was waved by the other party, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"He didn't use the magic weapon, could it be the Dao Method, but what Dao Law can have such power, and it can restrain my wind so much"

Ximen Blowing Sand didn't understand Lang Ming's methods at all.

He didn't know that Lang Ming's means were the power of another world, and it was also the power of the wind.

Although the Wind Whispering Spell is only a small success, Lang Ming still has the power to control the wind, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a son of the wind.

Playing with the wind in front of him is like getting an axe in the class

"I said it, from today onwards, my title is called Fengjun, play with this Fengjun, you are also worthy of this outdated goods"

The corners of Lang Ming's mouth rose, and then his body rose rapidly, turning into a wisp of green wind rushing to the sky, and instantly appeared in front of Ximen Blowing Sand.

"Damn it"

Ximen Chuisha's face was shocked, and he hurriedly instilled a large amount of mana into the feather fan magic weapon.

rumble

Then, I saw him slam his door, and a huge storm erupted.

The storm was tens of meters in diameter, twisted and hovered in the void, lying horizontally in front of Ximen Blowing Sand, blocking Lang Ming behind the storm.

Whew

Then, Ximen Blowing Sand continued to wield the magic weapon of the feather fan, offering a huge storm with a terrifying power that could destroy the city and shake the mountain.

For a time, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the storm danced, stirring the hundred-mile atmosphere in the void, the power was terrifying, and the Great Demon King was not weak

If you talk about power, how can Lang Ming, who is a wind whispering spell, be as tough as Ximen blowing sand.

However, the power of the Wind Whispering Spell is not only to attack, but also to understand and comprehend the wind and Yuan Qi.

Even if it is only a small success, Lang Ming can already control the wind and see the wind.

I saw that in the face of the huge storm sweeping in all directions, Lang Ming could see some nodes in the storm at a glance.

shout

In the next second, with the sound of a breaking air, Lang Ming turned into a breeze and rushed into the storm, his body moved up and down, left and right, and dodged, and passed directly through the storm.

The dense storm was in front of him, like a net, and there were countless holes in the net that could be drilled through.

Through the storm, Lang Ming faced the West Gate blowing sand.

"I still have a trick"

Seeing Lang Ming, who had passed through the storm unscathed, Ximen's blowing sand eyes were about to pop out, and he shouted angrily, extremely inward-looking.

At the same time, the magic weapon of the feather fan in his hand was sacrificed, and a strong Feng Yuan Qi appeared on it, as if some amazing power was about to burst out.

syllable

However, in the next second, Lang Ming was like a gust of wind, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and grabbed the magic weapon of the feather fan.

The Wind Whispering Spell was activated, and Lang Ming directly smoothed out the power of the rioting Feng Yuan Qi in the feather fan magic weapon.

"How could such a thing be"

Ximen blows sand and pinchs the seal with both hands, constantly outputting mana to control the magic weapon of the feather fan.

However, the magic weapon of the feather fan in Lang Ming's hand did not move at all, as if the power of Feng Yuan Qi in it was cut off from him.

"If you only practice the power of the wind, but do not understand the mystery of the flow of the wind, you still need to use the magic weapon to exert the power of the wind, and if you lose the magic weapon, you are a weak chicken in yourself."

Lang Ming judged mercilessly, and then in Ximen's face like ashes, he held the magic weapon of the feather fan and waved it suddenly.

rumble

In an instant, a huge pillar of wind rose from the ground, swept the sand of the West Gate and rose into the sky, and I don't know where it blew people to.

Then, Lang Ming looked at the magic weapon of the feather fan in his hand and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

"This magic weapon is good, and it can help me increase my strength before my wind whispering spell is completed. ”

Putting the feather fan magic weapon into his arms, Lang Ming was ready to go back and refine the magic weapon to make it his magic weapon completely.

Then, Lang Ming walked in front of Dongfang Qin Lan, looked at the girl who was putting away the snacks that had been scattered before, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

This girl really likes to eat

Suddenly, he recalled what happened today, and then Lang Ming suddenly reacted

"No wonder my mother suddenly asked me to go out shopping with her, and generously bought me a bunch of snacks, so it turned out"

"I guess there is Uncle Li's means in this, I remember that he said before that he wanted to find me a daughter-in-law, is that her?"

"So, is it all designed?"

When Lang Ming thought of this, he suddenly entered the state of unity of the little heaven and man, opened his senses, and went to perceive the surroundings through the wind.

"Hey, I don't have the breath of Uncle Li and my mother, could it be that I guessed wrong?"

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