Unlike Li Yantian's crisp and decisive fruit, Yan Xi's body is slightly slower at first glance, but it is also more peculiar.

At the time of his voice, his people had already jumped to the ring, but behind him, there was a very solid red practising tightly, and a dazzling rainbow in the air.

To all people's surprise, the red spiritual power did not dissipate in the air, but it was like a shadow, always following Yan Xi's figure.

There are counts of time, the red Changhong is completely gathered into the body of Yan Xizhen, and Yan Xiyu's breath is more and more profound!

"What kind of body is used by the people of this Tianfeng family, curious."

The abnormality of Yan Xiyu immediately caused the Nanchang masters to be alert, they can feel that the descendants used the fire attribute exercises.

Because of the terrain, the homes of Nanchang are mostly based on fire attributes.

It can be said that the whole piece of Ziyun mainland, on the fire attribute method, even if the refining pharmacists do not necessarily have more control over them.

But now, they can't recognize the youth's exercises!

"Hey, the insects are small." Li Yantian looked up and down at Yan Xizhen, and the eyebrows were full of disdain.

It’s even that Zhao Yanxi’s squat lifted his chin. “With you, let me play with me? Come and die.”

Li Yantian shrugged his shoulders and his eyes directly jumped over Yan Xi's figure and fell to the opposite stands.

"Li Shaozhu, high talent is a good thing, but if the eyes are higher than the top, sometimes it will be planted with the head." Yan Xizhen is also a talent in the family, facing the sorrow of the natural heart, the body momentum suddenly released,

Booming and banging, the power of the sky fired from the body of Yan Xiyu, and together with half of the platform, it was dyed red.

Li Yantian felt the pressure in the air, and the look of arrogance changed slightly. The look of Yan Xiyu also showed a little formality for the first time.

However, the condensate did not last too long. After a flash, Li Yantian’s mouth again showed some disdain. “Xuan Ling repaired, thinking that you can leave me with property suppression?”

"Can you, try to know, Yang Yan!" Yan Xiyu arms waved one after another, intertwined in his arm and directly transformed a pair of wide wings behind him.

The wings are golden and red, and the lines of the feathers above are clearly visible. The surrounding firepower is constantly gathering upwards.

The golden red wings are wide open, and they are more than ten meters long. The spiritual power waves brought by the wings are even more sturdy, occupying a whole half of the martial arts, and constantly rushing toward the direction of Li Haotian.

Seeing the flames continue to find and grow, Li Haotian's look is finally completely dignified, his hands are sealed, and the blue spirit is spreading throughout his body.

In the stands.

Those masters of the Nanchang family have been a bit stunned by this scene.

They thought that with the repair of Li Yutian, this contest can be easily crushed. After all, the people sent from the opposite side are only the peaks of Xuan Ling.

But now, it’s hard to know how to be weak.

Most of them are masters above the realm of Xuan Ling. In the face of this spiritual skill called "Yang Yan", they all have an estimate in their hearts.

Changed to the ordinary mysterious master, afraid that this shot is fatal!

Not only these Nanchang owners, but also the riots in the camp next to the Canglong Pavilion.

The spiritual power of Yan Xiyu’s display is just restraining them in terms of attributes.

Except for a few who know the real strength of Li Tiantian, others have subconsciously clenched their fists.