This Swordsman is Too Steady

Lu Qingshan has another city!

So far, he has defeated six powerful enemies in a row and entered the finals.

It is only one step away from the leader of the Seven Domains.

In the final round of competition, he will face the winner between Mo Yan and Zhou Yuan.

If it was Mo Yan, with his restraint on Mo Yan's methods, his chances of winning were extremely high.

However, facing the previous life, he won the first place. This time Zhou Yuan, who is still the proud leader of Yuan Yingxiu, did not take much luck.

Because no matter from which aspect, Zhou Yuan's probability of winning was crushed by Mo Yan.

"The sixth round of the arena, the second game, Mo Yan will play against Zhou Yuan, now it will begin!"

When Lu Qingshan thought this way, Mo Yan and Zhou Yuan had already entered the ring amid the announcement of the Hanging Saint Master.

After three consecutive byes, everyone could finally see Zhou Yuan's move.

Moreover, the first shot was to face the strongest dark horse of the Seven Domains, Mo Yan.

This battle is also full of highlights.

Zhou Yuan had two strange lines painted on his face, staring at Mo Yan, and said in a deep voice: "You are very strong, but the gap with me is bigger than you think."

Mo Yan's evaluation of Zhou Yuan was that he was not arrogant or impetuous, "Then please advise Zhou Daoyou."

"Come on, then." Zhou Yuan said, a fiery red, small and exquisite fox jumped out from his waist, turned into a ball of flame, and crashed into Zhou Yuan's body.

That is his demon pet, the fourth grade flame fox.

In the next moment, earth-shattering changes occurred in Zhou Yuan.

The two strange lines on his face gleamed, and his figure suddenly began to skyrocket. The whole person was a flame giant who turned into the sky, the flames on the surface of his body were lingering, and the power of terror spread.

That is the terrifying deterrent from the Yuan Ying monk.

"I heard that you are very good at fire." Zhou Yuan's huge flame pupils stared at the tiny Mo Yan, and said every word.

Facing Zhou Yuan's coercion, Mo Yan didn't change his face, "It should be okay."

Huh huh!

Mo Yan waved his big hand, and a strong flame vitality erupted from his body and rose up. In the sky, it turned into a large cloud of fire, and endless red flames and blue flames poured down and attacked Zhou Yuan together.

The whole world is murderous.

Zhou Yuan showed a serious look. The flames overflowing all over his body suddenly swelled at this moment, and his left hand suddenly swung out. The brilliance flowed, dazzling extremely, facing the rushing flame attack.

boom!

Zhou Yuan's casual wave turned out to disintegrate and disperse the wave of offensive that Mo Yan had carefully prepared.

This is the suppression of the realm.

The monks in the early Yuanying stage played against the golden core in the middle stage, and the difference in their cultivation base was too great.

Mo Yan's expression was solemn, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fists slowly clenched.

For the defeat in this battle, although he had already made psychological preparations in his heart.

But his pride did not allow him to be eliminated by being crushed.

Even more difficult to accept, Zhou Yuan still defeated him by means of fire.

With his fists clenched, Mo Yan glanced at Zhou Yuan. The next moment, two different colors of fire suddenly burst from his hands.

"Does the different fires merge?" Zhou Yuan stared at the two different fires in Mo Yan's hands with interest, and quietly watched Mo Yan combine the two different fires to form a small and charming lotus.

On the ring, Mo Yan held the red and blue different fire lotus, looked up at Zhou Yuan who had turned into a flame giant, and flicked with his fingers.

Suddenly, the red and blue different fire lotus violently turned into a stream of light, like a flash of lightning, and shot at Zhou Yuan fiercely.

Quietly looking at the different fire lotus that is getting closer and closer to Zhou Yuan, Mo Yan's heart moved and he whispered: "Explosion!"

When the shout fell, the red and blue fire lotus flying in the air exploded, and directly exploded on the unavoidable flame giant.

"Boom!"

The deafening explosion burst into the ring.

Even though I have seen it many times, the monks who watched the battle were still shocked by the power of the fusion of different fires.

After a long while, they looked at each other with lingering fears, and then cast their eyes on the dusty ring.

The dust, smoke and flame dissipated, and a huge figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

It was Zhou Yuan.

At this time, the flame attached to his body has dissipated a lot, and only a thin invisible flame gauze remains, but it is indeed unscathed!

"If that's the case, it's far from enough!" Zhou Yuan said softly.

Although Zhou Yuan's words are plain and annoying, they are not fake.

With Zhou Yuan's current strength, even with the help of heterogeneous fire fusion, Mo Yan could hardly shake him.

The fusion of different fires was already Mo Yan's strongest attack method.

But Zhou Yuan didn't evade, he forcibly carried down this strange fire lotus, but it was also safe and sound.

As Zhou Yuan said, the gap between the two is too big, and Mo Yan has no chance of winning.

After Mo Yan glanced around Zhou Yuan, he quickly retracted.

He breathed out slowly, his eyes lowered, and he hesitated slightly before gritting his teeth.

To truly shake Zhou Yuan, he had to use that method, even if he hadn't fully mastered that method up to now.

The thought was settled in his mind, and Mo Yan did not hesitate anymore.

Whizzing!

The red and blue fire appeared in front of him again.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuan smiled, "Are you still not convinced? But I won't give you a second chance!"

Rumble!

In the next moment, the flame giant that Zhou Yuan transformed into was rushing towards Zhou Yuan with a rumbling pace.

Facing Zhou Yuan who was rushing over, Mo Yan raised his eyelids, and the red lotus fire and cold spirit fire quickly merged into a red and blue lotus.

At this step, he is already familiar with it, and naturally he will not travel any business.

But this time, it's not over yet!

Mo Yan flicked his fingers, his fingers shook, and a cloud of white flames exuding cold air quickly emerged in front of Mo Yan.

The fusion of two kinds of different fires can't hurt you, then three!

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"That's the cold fire of the dead!" The Great Lord Jinyang who watched the battle in the distance saw the appearance of this group of flames~www.ltnovel.com~ and finally couldn't help but whispered out, "Mo Yan turned out to be four Kind of strange fire?!

These violent fires can really coexist on one person without exploding his body? "

The dead souls are cold, the twenty-fourth in the different fire list.

It is essentially the same as the fire of living beings in the twenty-third different fire list, but one master gives birth to one death.

The two kinds of different fires have an inexplicable sense of each other, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can perceive each other.

So there is another saying that the dead souls are cold and the flames of life buy one get one free.

The dead spirits were cold and hot, just what Mo Yan said, he wanted to go to sea with Yan to find old acquaintances.

Mo Yan did not hesitate to see the cold fire of the necromancer appearing. He slapped his palms, and the red and blue fire lotus was shot into the cold fire of the necromancer.

With the contact of the three different fires, the space around Mo Yan began to fluctuate violently, and an extremely terrifying force was emerging.