Chapter 893: Soul of fire

Eighty-ninety-three chapters of the soul of fire
In the battlefield.
Shifeng is like a cold martial god, a look and an action, all show the style of the master, he is very chic and very handsome, although people are like middle-aged, but the spirit is not lost, far more charming than Bi Xian.
"choke!"
There was a gun in his hand, which was awesome and wonderful. Under the cover of endless smoke, the gun seemed mysterious, but the domineering rogue, but amazing.
"please!"
He is very discouraged, and his state of mind is far from being comparable to Bi Xian. This also confirms the words. There are birds in the forest, there are sparrows, and there will naturally be phoenixes.
"please!"
Yunxi is secretly from the forehead. She knows how powerful her opponents are, and she has no plans to take the lead and is the first to take the shot.
I saw that she was fighting the sword, the blood of the body was running at a high speed, and she was shocked by a powerful explosive force. Six flames flew out, a cluster of cold as snow and ice, a cluster of hot fire, gold and white flames intertwined, and it would shoot terrible. The fire is enough to swallow a six-level Wu Zun.
Ice and fire two days!
These two distinct flames, but under the guise of Yunxi, the existence of harmony.
"bass!"
Two kinds of flames are killed. Yunxi bathes in the flame and walks toward Shifeng. One step is cracked. The crack is not the ground, but the void. Even the space can not withstand the burning of this kind of flame. It can be said that they It has gradually reached the peak of the holy fire, and it is more sturdy than the holy fire.
Snoring...
The flames were killed by Shifeng, which made him secretly surprised. At the beginning, he had seen these two flames far away, but when they really felt it, they knew that they were far more powerful than they thought.
However, he did not have jealousy, a gun slammed out, endless smoke swallowed around, directly squatting in the ice and fire two heavens.
"Hey!"
The air wave rolled, the gun did not pierce the flame, but was beaten back by the flame, and even the pinnacle also stepped back. However, the ice and fire were also sunken inside, like being topped. The balloon will burst like any time.
"Are you scorning?" Yunxi was proud of himself, and Lengsen stared at Shifeng.

No!
Shifeng shook his head and said,
I just want to try how to overbear the two flames.

His body was tall and straight, his clothes hunted, and the whole man was like a sword with the same handle. Immediately, a gun in his hand was lifted up and shouted. "They really make people look forward to it, the battle begins now!"
"bass!"
Shifeng was not polite, and a shot broke out. There was no raging light flying out. It was unremarkable, but in the process, the gods on the ground were like neon lights, shining one inch and one inch, and gently swaying. Like a string that is tight.
Yu Ping is a good-natured pen, and thunder is thundered with silence!
This is the true interpretation of the gun, which is exactly the gun's hegemony. At least in the weapon spectrum, there is still very little weapon that can reach this level, and Shifeng's obsession with the gun has reached a point of madness, a lifetime. Without a wife, the whole person dedicated to the gun.
Eating is a gun.
Sleeping is a gun.
When he is immersed in such a realm, every shot is an artistic conception, and people are not dying. This is the entry, and the situation of the anti-killing is similar, but it is quite different.
The gun has not arrived, but the mood of chilling has already been oppressed, so that Yunxi has to go backwards.
"Snoring..."
The flame burned up and pushed forward with full force. The two flames of ice and fire rushed forward together. However, when they touched the gun, they smashed in a mess. The gun was shaking, although it was very slight, it could be stirred for nine days. Storm clouds.
"Stab!"
The fiery dark gold flame collapsed and was pierced by a hole. The murder of life was slammed down, and the dark golden flame was torn from the middle, and it faded like a piece of paper.
Yunxi was secretly surprised, and the eyelids couldn’t help but pick it up. However, her face was indifferent. It can be said that the other person can let this middle-aged person come up, which means that this person is enough to suppress himself. A gun kills the dark gold flame. Reasonable things.
The scary thing is that Shifeng was done in an understatement, which is amazing.
"Snoring!"
Frost-like flames suddenly smashed, Mori's cold momentum, directly frozen the battlefield, spread to all directions, so that the face of Shifeng showed a touch of surprise, everyone knows that this is the goddess of fire, but who knows Yunxi The most terrible thing is not the dark golden flame, but the ice flame, which is as cold as ice, but the power of burning is even more terrible.
Undoubtedly, Yunxi walked out of the distinctive martial arts on the basis of the dark golden flame.
He shot it out, and the eight smog screamed and snarled. He squatted and smashed the world around his body to resist the oppression of the ice. However, the ice flame was even more terrible than he had imagined. Cracked the smoke and rushed straight.
"laugh!"
Frost on a gun, and the raging flame seems to devour him.
Shifeng suddenly did not move, the power of the eight martial arts turned into a gun, combined with the gun in his hand, assassinated, as fast as lightning, "snap", shot down on the cluster of frost flames.
The two shot a fire, and the frost flame burst, and a gun trembled a few times.
Still strong!
People secretly screamed, the two men are too fierce, and between the electric and the flint, the two invincible flames are all broken, and the performance of the pinnacle is dazzling enough, the whole person is integrated, like a gun.
Although this is not the strongest battle since the holy war, it is definitely the most dazzling battle.
"It's the dust, it's the top three in the West Island. There is such a genius. It's just that you have to end the road to the end."

The anti-ageage is still not balanced, and the dust is the real balance.

"I am afraid that the miracle will not be staged."
People have been talking about it. Shifeng’s control is too strong, and many of the nine-level Wu Zun are deeply under pressure. Although the two days of ice and fire are very powerful, she has only fallen to such an impeccable opponent.
"Yunxi, come on!"
Ling Qing and Du Gu rainy months all clenched their fists. It was too difficult to fight this step.
Even the battle between the top 16 is so difficult, so it is easy to talk about the peak.
However, they are so persistent in their bones, there are proud birds, Ye Xinran, plus the Ling Feng that has not appeared, as long as they can guarantee a battle, their chances are still very big.
"Ice and Fire!"
Yunxi was careful, and the whole person took off into the air. The horrible flame swarmed down and shrouded the entire battlefield, burning the momentum and going straight into the sky.
The battlefield is divided into two.
One side is as white as snow, and one side is as deep as gold. The two are distinct, but Yunxi is urging the integration of these two forces.
"Booming..."
For a moment, the world roared, two very different flames smashed, and the smashing smashing was enough to destroy a seven-level martial art. The swells of the air continued to rise from the middle, almost smashing out the sky. A hole.
The gods are bright, covering the Baizhang square, and beware of this giant force to destroy the battlefield and cloud view.
"Split day!"
Shifeng drank, a shot stabbed, the horrible eight smokes were all integrated into it, even he himself was faint, as if to fly into the gun.
A shot in hand, I have it in the world.
Man is the soul of a gun, and a gun is a human spirit!
A shot pierced!
The terrible momentum cut off the heavens and the earth and smashed the flames. In the next moment, he also flew into the depths of the flames and fought against Yunxi. Both of them made a shock.
The light curtain trembled and the flames burst.
People can't see the depths of the flames, but they can guess the results of the battle from the blood that splashed out and the sound of the sound.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, the flame burst, and both figures were presented from the flames. The pinnacles were scattered, and a gun was handed over to the world. There were many damages on his body, and some places were burnt and burned. The taste of the barbecue.
Yunxi is vomiting blood, and her neck is pierced with a blood hole. The red blood is slowly smashing out. Obviously, her injury is much worse than that of Shifeng.
The footsteps are stunned and the eyes are dim.
That shot almost shattered her soul, and the terrible mood was engulfing her mind.
However, at this moment, Yunxi’s eyes are shining, and there is a ray of light in the heart of the sea that is exploding. In a moment, it is a world.
Since she got the emptiness of the Shinto and tempered the dark golden flame, she was deeply fascinated. This is the martial art she always wanted to pursue. Under the flame, everything must be bowed.
This is also the martial art that she did not follow the Ling Feng, but devoted to the flame.
This is love and obsession.
In the past ten years of tempering, she has gone far away on the martial arts, even more violent than Lingqing, but there has always been a conviction in her heart, that is, fusion with the flame, into the elf in the flame.
This is also the mood of the flame!
The soul of fire!
Regrettably, the mood can not be met, even though the elders of the door have been acquainted with each other, and the books of the people have been moved to her, but she still can only see the threshold, but she can never buy it.
However, under the pressure of the gun's artistic conception, when the mood rushed into her body, she was angry and sad, as if she was on the verge of death, so the flame also felt her anger and felt her. The heart is sour.
For a moment, the flame blended with people.
Man becomes the soul of the flame!
Artistic conception is such a thing, when you can't see through it, you can see it through the time.
"call……"
Turbulent, the soul of Yunxi burned up and became a two-day ice and fire. Her blood was also burned. It was not the power of Wu Zun, but two different flames.
They are not repelling or slamming.
They cheered and wandered around Yunxi.
She is the soul of fire, dominates the flames of heaven and earth!
"Thank you for the good shots of the seniors!" Yunxi said softly.
"The soul of fire is very shocking." Shifeng smiled bitterly and said, "I have spent 50 years in the mood of entering the gun, but you only used the district for several years."
"Don't thank me, this is your talent."