Hundreds of mental powers swept to the duel, and the duel was filled with spiritual flames. Together with the spiritual power of the two men on the stage, the spiritual power of most people was not working. WwW..lā

Within the sea of ​​fire.

Just one face, the lion's figure has stopped, and the corner of his mouth is still smirking, but his smile has solidified.

The lion's palm is clasped to the shoulder of the night feather, and the palm is wrapped in a blazing flame.

The night feathers are also out of the palm of one hand, but the palm of the night feathers is not in the chest of the lion, in the middle of the night feathers, the same thing is slightly beating.

"How, how can it!" The mad lion could not care about the pain in his chest. His eyes were unwilling to look at the shoulders of the night feathers. His flame did not burn this woman!

Don't talk about the skin, even the woman's clothes are not burning, it is difficult, this woman has a more advanced flame? !

Many thoughts flashed in the heart of the lion

"To deal with you, one hand is enough." Night feathers licked their lips and the sound was only heard by two people.

Night Feather did not immediately kill the lion, but the lion did not dare to move, and even did not dare to recover the flame, because his heart was held in the hand by the night feather.

If it is not the lion's ninth-order repair, the body's remaining spiritual strength and self-protection, for ordinary people, the pain also hurts.

The night feathers are squatting and looking at the mad lions are full of unwilling eyes, and the beauty is full of cold and proud.

"With fire, I am your ancestor." The twins suddenly became a cold, and the night feathers squirted a few purple thunder, and the tender heart immediately turned into fly ash.

The mad lion opened his mouth and his eyes quickly dimmed.

Hey!

The palm of the night feathers was pulled out, the corpse of the lion was fallen to the ground, and the spiritual flame on the palm of the hand lost support and went out.

Surrounding is still the sea of ​​fire, the spiritual flame can burn for a few minutes after leaving the body of the refining pharmacist, and the outside audience still can't see what is going on inside.

The night feathers looked at the palm of the white, and at the hot temperature of the fire, the blood stained on it was burnt out, and it was cleaner than washing with water.

"Gathering the spiritual power together, can it produce the effect of the blade?" The night feathers showed a conviction in the eyes.

The knives, this is a technique that Lao Lai taught to the night feathers. When there is no weapon, the spiritual power is collected at the fingertips, and it can be detonated at the moment of contact with the human body, which can strengthen the palm force and even cut the human body!

If this is not the case, just a night of the night feathers will hit the lion with a maximum of one punch, never directly cut the palm into the other's body.

Put away the palms, the night feathers look around, the surroundings are still full of flames.

The night feathers blinked, and one foot suddenly slammed the ground, and a circle of spiritual wind blew up, and the surrounding spiritual flames instantly extinguished.

嗡

The spirits in the audience were all eyes wide open, and thought that the flame disappeared and you could see the scene inside.

Unexpectedly, only the enchantress stood there.

"what!"

"It’s so fast, I know I’m not looking at it.”

"I won’t look at her duel again next time, wasting gold coins."

Some souls who like to watch **** scenes complain constantly.

The referee in the air checked the corpse of the mad lion and reported the result of the loud voice. "The enchantress fights against the lion, the demon Ji wins!"

The night feathers walked back to the lounge in the buzz of everyone.

For the views of outsiders, Night Feather does not care, as long as his own strength is improved.

Lao Lai glanced at Ah Xiu and Jing Fei: "After the fight, let's go."