As soon as the fireball left Lang Shangji's fingertips, its color turned from bright red to turquoise. This flame no longer feels like a scorching rage, but rather an eerie and cold one, like the Nine Ghost Fires.

Staring at the fireball flying towards him, Ma Zhongsheng's expression became more solemn than ever. A stream of water-colored spiritual power poured out of his palm, and after the spiritual power left his body, it immediately turned into a stream of white flowers, heading straight for the fireball that smashed in front of him like a falling star.

This rapids is an introductory technique to the water system, but it is used by all monks. But in ordinary rapids, the water flow is only the thickness of a finger, and the water flow in front of me is the thickness of an adult's arm, which is obviously more than ten times more powerful.

The fireball crashed into the torrent, and its momentum slowed down, making the sound of a snorting flame being doused with water, and a mist of water was emitted. Although the fireball was blocked by the current, it only slowed down a little and continued to fly forward. And Lang Shangsi, who rushed after the fireball, came first, and his body crossed the fireball that was originally in front, and he was only three zhang away from Ma Zhongsheng.

Ma Zhongsheng frowned, let out a broken cry, and the water in front of his right palm suddenly expanded, forming a four-foot-sized water ball, which flew out rapidly, trying to wipe out Lang Shangji's turquoise fireball. The water balloon was separated from his body, and Ma Zhongsheng stopped casting the torrent technique, jumped backwards, and stared intently at Lang Shangsi, who was getting closer and closer to him.

In the previous collision of water and fireballs, many water droplets splashed on the ground, and in an instant, there were some places that gathered into a small amount of water. In the process of rushing forward, Lang Shangji inevitably stepped on these stagnant waters. When his left foot stepped on a puddle of stagnant water, there was a sudden sound like ice breaking under his feet, and the stagnant water under his feet suddenly bloomed under his feet like a frozen flower. In an instant, the ice cube climbed up to his left foot like a poisonous snake vine, directly interrupting his momentum.

At this time, the Ice Condensation Technique, in order to cast this spell in Sanzhang, must reach the Spirit Yuan Realm, and can only be done when you can manipulate the external aura outside the body at will. Ma Zhongsheng's cultivation was only at the middle level of the Spirit Sea, and he could only perform the Ice Condensation Technique six feet outside his body. It's just that during the Torrent Technique, he mixed with a small amount of ice crystal freezing gas, which had no offensive power against a monk like Lang Shangji, and could not even cause skin trauma. However, they can hinder the monk's actions at critical moments.

When Lang Shangsi's left foot was frozen and unable to move, Ma Zhongsheng's palms glowed with a pale blue light, and two sharp ice picks the size of a skull were instantly formed, flying towards Lang Shangsi with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

The blow was fast and ruthless, and the timing was so good that Lang Shangji, who couldn't move, was about to be pierced by two ice picks that shimmered with a cold light.

Lang Shangji suddenly showed a cruel smile, but saw that his whole body was suddenly shrouded in a layer of ethereal firelight, and the flames rose into the sky, just like real flames. The ice frozen on his left foot made a clattering sound, and Lang Shangji's shadow flickered and disappeared from its place. Two icicles didn't hit anything, whistling past where he had been.

Generally speaking, water-based spells restrain fire. However, Lang Shangsi's cultivation is higher than that of Ma Zhongsheng, and his control is also more refined, and in actual combat, Ma Zhongsheng can't take advantage of it at all.

Lang Shangji sneered: "Carving insect skills. He spoke, but his feet did not stop, and in an instant he rushed out again.

It all happened between the lightning and flint, and it wasn't until Lang Shangji finished saying the word of the carving insect technique that the fireball and the water ball behind him finally collided together. The power of the two spells exploded at the same time, and they were annihilated together. The tremendous force of the explosion evaporated all the water in the balloon, turning into a cloud of exploding water, surging in all directions. The water vapor rolled in, instantly submerging Lang Shangji's figure, and only a faint red phantom could be seen in the white mist.

Unable to see the exact location of the enemy, Ma Zhongsheng's heart was filled with inexplicable fear, and he hurriedly retreated as fast as he could. However, the speed of the water vapor spread so fast that it engulfed him in an instant.

Lang Shangji and Ma Zhongsheng were in the mist at the same time, and they started an extremely strange blind battle. From time to time, the shimmering light of spells appeared in the mist, and at the same time, the sound of ice pick fireballs breaking through the air and exploding was heard. The two of them snorted for a while, and instead of dissipating, the mist became thicker and thicker, and the range slowly increased.

At this time, Luo Songxian had already bypassed the sea of fire and ran not far away from the mist. However, he only stopped and stared, but he had no intention of joining the water mist battle. His face was burned by the flames, and there were a few pieces of jet black, but he still had a lonely and arrogant look like a clothes pole, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

Although Luo Songxian's face was already cold, he was sneering in his heart: "Hit, hit hard." You think you're going to play yin. When you are crippled by Lang Shangji, I will clean him up. ”

Suddenly, a miserable scream from Ma Zhongsheng came from the mist, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured. Lang Shangji laughed and said, "It's a good pretend." It's a pity that no matter how much you pretend to be, that cowardly and useless guy out there won't come to your aid. He smiled heartily, but his voice was even colder because of his hoarse voice.

The firelight in the mist suddenly became great, and the sound of the ice pick breaking through the air could no longer be heard, and Ma Zhongsheng's voice came from it: "Come and help me, otherwise the two of us will die here today." ”

Lang Shangji sneered: "Don't worry, I won't kill you." Qin Wu's old immortal thing wants two companions, so I'll cripple the two of you and give it to him. But before I do that, I'm going to make you both dumb, so that the three of you don't have to talk all day long and get upset. The more he talked, the more cheerful he became, and several fireballs were thrown out by him at will, and the ground shook the mountains, and the mist surrounding the two spread again.

Luo Songxian originally thought that with Ma Zhongsheng's help, he could easily defeat Lang Shangsi, thus forcing him to withdraw from the competition of inner disciples. Who would have thought that the two of them would have their own ghosts, and they wouldn't contribute when they really fought. And Lang Shangsi's cultivation has improved, and as soon as the battle is engaged, the situation is controlled by Lang Shangsi.

Seeing the situation in the mist, Luo Songxian was very hesitant in his heart, but he was thinking about whether to leave Ma Zhongsheng behind and escape first.

As if sensing Luo Songxian's thoughts, Lang Shangsi's viper-like voice suddenly entered his ears, and he said fiercely: "Don't even think about running." ”

As if the water vapor could be controlled by Lang Shangji, it suddenly rushed towards Luo Songxian, who was standing not far away. Luo Songxian was shocked, and immediately stopped hesitating, turned around and wanted to flee. However, no matter how fast he escaped, he could not keep up with the speed of the spread of water vapor, and before he had run far, he was also submerged in the mist, and he could no longer be seen.

At this time, the three people of the fighting method were all hiding in the confused mist that could not see their fingers. Luo Songxian had the intention to escape, but he didn't know the location of the other two, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, so he had to listen to the movements around him and pay attention to the flow of water vapor around him. However, the other two seemed to have the same mind as him, and they also stopped fighting. The golden armor on his body had long since been put away, and in this mist, the light of the golden armor was like a light in the darkness, pointing the way for the enemy's attack.

At this moment, there was no sound in the mist, and there was no light from the spell, as if all three of them had died at the same time, which was extremely weird.

The surroundings were as quiet as death, Luo Songxian's heart was irritable, and the water vapor outside his body was like a fog of fear, he wanted to turn around and run away immediately, but he had to force himself to restrain himself, so he could only comfort himself in his heart: "It's okay not to move, as long as you wait for a while, this damn water mist will dissipate by itself, and then you can go or stay and make plans." ”

A cold and hoarse dry laugh suddenly came from behind Luo Songxian, and he was very frightened in his heart, only to feel that he was licked by the most vicious snake on his neck. Luo Songxian hurriedly retreated, and with a bang, he bumped into a cold body. Only then did he realize that there was also a person here, and before he could think about it, he subconsciously carried the golden light armor. The golden fist glove condensed by spiritual power wrapped around his fist, smashing into the person he hit like a thousand boulders, smashing all his strength on the opponent's chest and directly knocking him away.

Luo Songxian was also hit in the chest and abdomen, and a cold cold that penetrated the bone marrow penetrated into his body, and the heart-rending pain appeared, and it disappeared in an instant, and the wound was instantly paralyzed by the cold.

Luo Songxian and Ma Zhongsheng's voices mixed with pain and amazement sounded at the same time: "It's you!"

For a while, the sound of fire and water was great, and the explosion of the spell collision came out of the mist, and the ground shook and the mountains shook. However, even though the three of them were fighting inside, the people outside could only see the surging white mist and the brilliance that emanated from time to time, and the figures of the three of them could not be seen at all.

After a few breaths, Lang Shangji suddenly let out a hehe sneer, like a poisonous snake gasping for breath after a full meal. He fanned his wide sleeves in the air, and a few gusts of fresh wind poured out, instantly blowing away the mist between the three of them.

The figures of all three of them, who were originally shrouded in hazy water vapor, were revealed. The three of them stood in a triangle, but Luo Songxian and Ma Zhongsheng didn't look at Lang Shangsi, but glared at each other. Luo Songxian had an egg-sized wound under his ribs, which he covered with his right hand, and blood kept flowing from his fingers. Ma Zhongsheng stood with his hands down, his chest was blurred with blood, and even one or two broken white bones could be seen.

Lang Shangji laughed: "The yellow finch beats the fisherman." You have come all the way to me, just to fight each other. If you knew this, you might as well solve it on your own turf, why waste your energy on me. ”

A stream of green air flowed out of Luo Songxian's hand, and these green air currents coiled around the wound under his ribs for a long time. He was not proficient in wood-based spells, and he did not have much wood-attribute aura in his body, so he could only barely stop the bleeding, but he could not treat his wounds. He turned his head and gritted his teeth to look at Lang Shangsi, his face was full of cruelty, and he longed for a few fangs to grow out of his mouth, tearing the other party into pieces and devouring his flesh and blood.

Luo Songxian snorted coldly and said coldly: "You better say less cool words and save some energy." Your wounds are no lighter than ours. ”

The smile on Lang Shangji's face remained undiminished, and he said, "As long as I can cripple you all, no matter how serious the injury is, it is nothing." ”