V4.Chapter 57

The pressure around seemed to disappear in an instant. Even the pressure caused by the strange skill of transmitting pressure through eyes disappeared at the moment of the appearance of the fireworks.

He Yiming stared at the flowers of wind and fire on his fingers, and there was a kind of almost strong self-confidence in his eyes.

He vomited the flower of wind and fire to fight against the ubiquitous powerful pressure of the other party, but when the effect of the flower of wind and fire was far more powerful than he expected, his unwilling heart also jumped up. He suddenly had such a feeling that he actually wanted to let go of the other party and wanted to experience the master who could bring him such strong pressure, What an incredible power it has.

Similarly, even Li Mingxuan's face instantly showed a strange color when he Yiming's wind fire mixed flower took shape. She quietly looked at the magical red and cyan tangible flower, with an unknown look in her eyes. It seemed that she suddenly thought of something, but she was equally uncertain.

Zhuo Wanlian carefully observed the martial uncle's expression. When he saw the surprise in Li Mingxuan's eyes, he also sighed in his heart.

He Yiming actually has the strength to make martial uncle moved, so it is sure that his cultivation in martial arts has indeed reached a very high level, and he is beyond his reach. However, he Yiming gave him the feeling that he still had more to say. A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in his heart. Did he Yiming plan to challenge martial Uncle Li?

As soon as the idea flashed, it immediately startled him. However, feeling the increasingly powerful and cohesive momentum of he Yiming, he couldn't help but feel a strange heart when he was frightened and admired.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. As expected... I don't know the height of heaven and earth.

He Yiming opened his mouth. Under the attention of the public, he gently breathed a breath.

This breath seemed to have no power, but when this breath came to the strange flower in his hand, the strange wind and fire flower immediately began to rotate, like installing a never-ending wheel. The bright red fire and the ethereal wind had already rotated rapidly.

He Yiming looked back and winked at Yuan Lixun.

Although they were separated for a long time, this did not affect the tacit understanding between them. After a little hesitation, Yuan Lixun immediately nodded slightly, and her toes gently exerted a little force, and the whole person immediately floated to the distance. Perhaps because of the great success of Zhenqi, her actions are full of a feeling of elegance and atmosphere, which has changed dramatically from the original little woman who knew to hide under the wings of he Yiming.

After seeing yuan Lixun's action, Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian changed color on their faces at the same time, and they all retreated towards the rear.

At this time, in their eyes, both Li Mingxuan and he Yiming seemed to be untouchable.

Gods fight, mortals suffer.

This was an idea that came to mind almost at the same time. However, at the next moment, they were surprised to find out when he Yiming's position in his heart would become so strong

He Yiming's eyes were full of fighting spirit. The flowers of wind and fire in his hands spun faster and faster, and a powerful energetic force rose on him.

At this moment, he Yiming actually remembered the moment when he fought with the ghost faced monster that night.

Although the dagger was not in hand at this time, his momentum was equally strong and unstoppable.

Under the pressure of Li Mingxuan's power, he Yiming's potential seemed to be completely stimulated in an instant, and the power he had lifted up was infinitely close to the startling blow of that night.

Wind helps fire power, and fire borrows wind power. When these two different attributes, but the magic flower mixed together, begin to release its power, people really begin to experience its power.

The red and cyan color spread in an instant, and the strong wind whine came from everyone's ears. It seemed that they suddenly came to the top of the mountain and were experiencing the sweeping and raging of tornadoes. Then, they all felt that the temperature of the air around them began to rise, and they could even sense strong heat.

This is from the temperature of the earth fire. When the wind fire flower wields its strongest power, the momentum released by he Yiming seems to turn the surrounding into a cave full of earth fire in the 800 mile volcano.

This is the real power after condensing the flower of wind and fire. Even when facing Zhou Datian, he Yiming has not released all this power. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't do it at all.

Only at this moment, under the oppression of the super strong from far northern Xinjiang, did he stimulate the potential hidden in his body and show this huge earth fire power again.

Li Mingxuan's face was finally a little dignified. This young man who even failed to unite three flowers had brought her such a big surprise. She glanced at Yuan Lixun of he Yiming with attention and a trace of intoxication, and finally understood why she insisted on discussing with he Yiming before she could give her own reply.

He Yiming, a young congenital strong man, is indeed qualified.

Li Mingxuan sighed a little, opened her mouth, and a white mist immediately spit out of her mouth.

At the beginning of a mouthful of water mist, it is just a little white mist, just like people breathe in the cold winter, and there will be a similar white mist.

However, this water mist did not dissipate immediately, but suddenly formed a fog sword in the air.

The temperature around suddenly decreased a little, especially when the fog sword took shape, everyone was cold in their hearts, and even a goose bumps appeared on their bodies.

The strong cold rose into the sky, and even Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian, who were hundreds of meters away, trembled slightly.

Later, they all noticed that the intensity of the cold was unbearable to them, but it was strange that Yuan Lixun, who was closer to the oppression than them, did not show any discomfort, as if the cold had no effect on her at all.

They sighed in their hearts. No wonder Li Mingxuan was so kind to Yuan Lixun. For yuan Lixun's promise, she lived here for months without showing any impatience. Indeed, there was a corresponding reason.

When the fog sword was formed, the surrounding environment seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

The feeling like entering the volcanic cave also seems to be missing, and the power of heat and cold has a vague trend of escalation after a stalemate.

But the performance of both sides is quite different.

He Yiming's head was already covered with sweat. Although his momentum was surging and powerful, anyone could see that he had done his best.

But Li Mingxuan was relaxed and freehand. It seemed that this fog sword was just a small thing for her, and there was no burden at all.

Although the two sides did not really fight, the strength of the situation has been obvious to all.

Li Mingxuan suddenly nodded slowly and said, "it's really great that you have made such achievements in such a grade. But if you're too arrogant, I'll teach you a little lesson."

After that, she raised her hand and flicked it gently.

With such a bounce, the fog sword in the air suddenly flew up and stabbed at he Yiming's chest.

Although this is not a real physical sword, no one dares to underestimate it at all. The real three flower strong man already has the ability to become invisible. This fog sword seems invisible, but its power is not necessarily under the treasure weapon in the hands of ordinary strong men.

He Yiming's face was dignified, his wrist shook, and the petals formed around his fingers immediately floated out one by one.

These petals met the fog sword as if they had life. Every collision would make a strange sound like water and fire meeting. However, once all the petals touched the fog sword, they immediately disappeared like stones thrown into the sea.

The flower of wind and fire, which has endless power and makes Zhou Datian suffer a lot, has been extinguished in front of this fog sword, even without playing its biggest power.

He Yiming's face was a little ugly. He snorted coldly, and the flowers in his hand suddenly bloomed. One after another of the flowers of wind and fire took shape in his hand, and constantly rushed towards the fog sword.

Not only that, the fusion degree of the flower of wind and fire seems to be constantly improving. The power of wind and fire complement each other, and the color of each petal is becoming more and more bright.

However, at this moment, Li Mingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the fog sword in the air suddenly accelerated, crossed a bright white arc in the air, and rushed towards the wind and fire flowers in he Yiming's hand.

This accident is extremely sudden, and even he Yiming has no time to make any countermeasures.

Between the flicks of his fingers, all the petals immediately greeted him and entangled with the fog sword in the air.

It seemed that endless water vapor filled the air, covering everything. However, what eyesight everyone present had. They all clearly saw that the fog sword did not break, but went through the blockade of countless petals and directly stabbed he Yiming's arm.

Although Li Mingxuan didn't want to kill people, the power contained in the fog was so powerful that once she was stabbed, a little injury was inevitable.

If Li Mingxuan didn't move, he would immediately break through all obstacles with the momentum of thunder, and be sure to hurt the enemy on the spot.

Such power and means will show her sophistication and strong strength.

However, until now, there was still a smile on he Yiming's face. He stretched out his hand, light and ordinary, and firmly caught this fog sword.