Chapter 2482

Although some practitioners from all walks of life in Japan sympathize with and appreciate Li Yundong, this battle involves the Chinese and Japanese practitioners, and the Japanese practitioners can't afford to lose anyway. Therefore, when they see Li Yundong swallowed by the fire, many people can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Some sects close to the shinyan esoteric sect even issued a burst of cheers.

The three monks who had been guarding the gate of the Royal courtyard also perceived the victory or defeat from the changes of the sky and the atmosphere in the courtyard, and they also cheered involuntarily.

And those Japanese journalists who have always hated Li Yundong's high-profile publicity and style have seen them cheer and clapped their hands to celebrate.

But just as these Japanese were celebrating, in this boiling blue flame, suddenly there was a gentle sneer.

Although the voice was light, it clearly spread to everyone in the fighting field of the Royal courtyard.

They only heard the voice say in a sarcastic tone: "you Japanese like reading the romance of the Three Kingdoms very much, but haven't you read the water margin?"

While talking, in this blue flame, a man came out slowly, dignified and undamaged!

It's Li Yundong!!

The blue flame burning around the immovable Ming king is the manifestation of the power of Buddha's anger. This power is extremely terrible and can be compared with the samadhi true fire that can burn everything in Taoism.

When juyazi saw this blue fire devouring Li Yundong, she couldn't help laughing wildly. This difficult and hateful opponent finally disappeared in front of her!

But what juyazi never thought of was that in less than half a minute, Li Yundong came out of the terrible flame unharmed. Not only was he unharmed, but his handmade silk Tang clothes didn't even show any signs of being burned, as if the flame was just the decorative background around him.

Juyazi was stunned by the scene in front of her. She burst out with a buzzing sound in her mind and shouted in a very rude hiss: "it's impossible! It's absolutely impossible! Who the hell are you!"

Li Yundong didn't answer juyazi. He just looked coldly at the head of the orange family in front of him. His eyes were full of ridicule, just as the master saw the fake swaggering outside under his own name.

Li Yundong raised one hand with a move, and the blue flames around him rushed towards his palm as if all rivers were returning to the sea.

The blue fire boiling in the sky and the flames around him soon gathered in the palm of his hand, rotating rapidly. Each rotation compressed once, and soon the sky was as clear as ever. All the blue flames were compressed into a fist sized blue fireball by Li Yundong.

The density and intensity of this fireball are incredibly high. It looks like a burning blue glass ball. The ripples of flame can be clearly seen flowing and boiling inside.

It's amazing to control the flame freely, but what does it mean to compress the Ming King's flame into such a small mass?!