Chapter Ninety-Three: Dancing and Dancing in the Wind

The big man's performance has reached the most critical time.

Drill through that ring of fire, and he will be able to complete his proud performance, winning the warmest applause from the audience, and more money.

But when his assistant helps light the fire, the unexpected happens.

The flames on the torch did not spread on the circle, but flew up, turning into three huge fireballs and sweeping towards the audience.

Not only were Dahan and his assistants frightened and at a loss, but the audience was even more frightened, many people squatted down with their heads in their hands, and worshiped all the gods they could worship in their hearts, just begging that the flame would not burn themselves, and some of those who were far away even ran away.

But suddenly, a cheer overwhelmed fear, and some of the brave people couldn't help but turn their heads and be frightened by the sight in front of them.

A young man leaped onto the platform in the crowd, his hands flying like clouds, as if he were holding up the three fireballs and playing.

"Is it a new show?"

"This show is new, how did you do it?"

The people's receptivity was still very strong, and after confirming that it was just a performance, the cheers rang out again, completely dispelling the previous panic.

......

Yao Chong knew that he was careless.

After driving the Chongming Sword to force all the nearby Zhuang Mansion masters to retreat, he thought that there was no danger, but he didn't expect that there were actually Fa Sect cultivators lurking farther away, and they would actually attack the common people.

Looking at the degree of condensation of these fireballs, the other party's Fa Sect cultivation was at least above the sixth order, and if he wanted the nearby civilians to be safe, he could only make a move.

That's what happened before.

Yao Chong, who jumped onto the stage, faced the combined attack of the three big fireballs.

Even some distance from them, the heat was already making him feel a little tight.

He lightly rolled out a palm, lifted Dahan and his assistant to the stage, and his footwork was linked, quickly avoiding the tricky attack of the three fireballs.

His eyes were fixed on one of the fireballs, and he stepped out, stepping out of a deep pit with the plank beneath his feet.

He smashed his whole body into the fireball like an arrow from the string, and at the same time his palms were combined and pushed into the sky, colliding head-on with the fireball in the girl's exclamation.

There was no performance accident that set himself on fire, and the moment Yao Chong's palms collided with the fireball, the entire fireball seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and the flames rushed out into the air, which gradually twisted like a candle flame blown by a strong wind, and then extinguished.

In this case, Yao Chong didn't need to keep his hand, and the shot was the most powerful Izumo style in Liuyun's hands.

The cheers in the crowd grew louder.

Not only because Yao Chong's blow directly extinguished a fireball, but also because the two fireballs behind him suddenly burst into flames, and several flames swept towards Yao Chong like chains.

Yao Chong hadn't turned around, but his hand had stretched out behind his back, and his ten fingers were like the branches of a big tree on the side of the street.

Before the flame chain could get close, it was captured by Yao Chong's hands, falling like a yellow leaf knocked down by the autumn wind, and then disappearing.

Yao Chong suddenly turned around, a powerful qi swept out with the breeze, and when his ten fingers were closed, he actually attracted a fireball with one hand, keeping a distance and controlling it in the palm of his hand.

In the eyes of others, it was Yao Chong who was holding the two fireballs with both hands, and it seemed that he was not affected by the temperature at all.

Only Yao Chong himself knew that he and the Fa Sect cultivator who didn't know where he had already started a round of wrestling.

Holding back the burning pain coming from his hand, Yao Chong let out a soft snort, and shook his left hand towards the fireball on his left.

However, this grip failed to be grasped after all.

Before Yao Chong's left hand could make contact with the fireball, the fireball suddenly spread out, pouring into another fireball.

The fireball on the right instantly became several times larger, and after forcing Yao Chong to take a few steps back, it smashed towards Yao Chong from top to bottom.

Behind Yao Chong were countless spectators who were still applauding.

A cold light appeared in Yao Chong's eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his hands stirred in the wind, and shot out towards the left and right ends of the fireball.

The fireball was so big that it was difficult for Yao Chong to open his arms, and in the eyes of the audience, the scene in front of him was like Yao Chong opening his arms, waiting for the fireball to enter his arms.

The girl's face was full of worry, as if she was shouting for Yao Chong to stop.

Yao Chong turned his head and smiled at her.

At this moment, his hands had collided head-on with the fireball.

The pain on his face flashed, and Yao Chong exerted force with both hands, and actually pulled out a flame from the fireball with one hand.

The two flames were churning in the wind, as if they wanted to return to the fireball, but they were like being stuck with glue, no matter how they struggled, one fell firmly in Yao Chong's hand, unable to break away, so they became two flames.

The gathering of clouds and hands!

Yao Chong let out a light roar, and his body spun rapidly in place.

The two flames swirled and lengthened, looking like two fiery ribbons flying in the air.

Gradually, around Yao Chong, the whirlwind of flames became bigger and bigger, and gradually rushed into the sky, and the source of the flames, the large fireball, became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

The fireball was gone, but the whirlwind of flames still stood on the stage, and it took a long time to extinguish it.

Yao Chong looked at the people in the audience and bowed slightly.

There was another burst of cheers from the audience, and some teenagers and girls looked at Yao Chong, their eyes full of admiration.

Yao Chong smiled slightly, stepped off the stage, patted the shoulder of the big man and his assistant who didn't know what was going on, Wen Yan comforted him, turned around and pulled the girl away, and quickly disappeared into the sea of people.

Some people wanted to catch up and ask how the performance was done, but Yao Chong fled so fast that they couldn't find a trace at all, so they had to ask the big man, but what did the big man know, and in the end they couldn't do it.

I believe that this performance will make many people remember it for a lifetime, but no one will know that they have brushed shoulders with death.

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On an eaves in the middle of Tai'an City, a man in green clothes looked at the extinguished flame in his hand and was stunned.

Yao Chong has no sword in his hand, and he has to protect so many people, why can't he take him?

After a few moments, he gathered the embers from his hands and turned to leave.

Although I don't know if Chongming Sword can fly so far to take his life, if he misses a blow, it is better to lie dormant for the time being.

He is not one of those pustules in Zhuangfu, but he is not a first-class master like Haihezi and Jin Sihou, once he meets Yao Chong, I am afraid that he will not survive for a round.

He's just a casual cultivator who wants to pick up the leaks, and he doesn't want to die so soon.

Find a better chance, you will definitely succeed in killing Yao Chong and make the greatest contribution to the longevity of the human race!

Thinking so, the man turned away.

The moment he turned around, he saw a light.

Sword light.

An indomitable, killing intent obvious sword light.

The sword light flashed, and the man touched his eyebrows in a daze.

There was a hint of warmth there, and it seemed to be dripping down.

He fell from the eaves of the house and died.

The Chongming Sword turned into a streamer and flew back.

When he made a move, Yao Chong had already found his position, and after he freed his hand, where could he escape?

Yao Chong didn't want to kill people, but this person didn't hesitate to do anything to the common people in order to kill him, so he had to kill.