Chapter 57 The Sword of Fog and the Flower of Wind and Fire

The pressure around seemed to disappear in an instant. Even the pressure caused by the strange technique that conveys pressure through eyes disappeared at the moment when the flower of Wind and Fire appeared.

He Yiming stared at the Flower of Wind and Fire on his fingers, and there was a kind of almost strong self-confidence in his eyes.

He spit out the Flower of Wind and Fire, trying to fight against the other party's powerful pressure that seemed to be everywhere. However, when the Flower of Wind and Fire was far stronger than his unexpectedly powerful, his unwilling heart also jumped up. He suddenly had such a feeling. He actually wanted to let go of the other party and wanted to experience the incredible power that the master who could bring such powerful pressure to him had.

Similarly, when the wind and fire mixed flower in He Yiming's hand was formed, even Li Mingxuan's face suddenly showed a strange look. She looked quietly at the magical red and green tangible flower, and her eyes were filled with unknown spirits. It seemed that she had suddenly thought of something, but she was also unsure.

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

He Yiming actually has the strength to move his uncle, so it is certain that his cultivation level in martial arts has indeed reached an extremely high level, and he is beyond his reach. However, the feeling that He Yiming gave him seemed to be unsatisfied, and a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in his heart. Could it be that He Yiming actually planned to challenge Uncle Li?

This thought flashed through him and immediately scared him. However, while feeling the increasingly powerful and condensed momentum of He Yiming, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling when he was frightened and admired.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, but it is indeed... he doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

He Yiming opened his mouth and, under the attention of everyone, he blew a lightly breath.

This breath seemed to have no power, but when it came to the strange flower in his hand, the strange flower of wind and fire suddenly began to rotate, as if it was installed with a wheel that never stopped. The bright red fire and the illusory wind had already rotated rapidly.

He Yiming looked back and gave a wink at Yuan Lixun.

Although the two of them had been separated for a long time, this did not affect the tacit understanding between them. After a little hesitation, Yuan Lixun nodded slightly. Her toes were slightly harder, and her whole body suddenly floated to the distance. Perhaps because of the great success of true energy, her movements were filled with an elegant and atmospheric feeling, which was a drastic change from the first little woman who only knew to hide under He Yiming's wings.

After seeing Yuan Lixun's actions, Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian's faces changed color at the same time, and they retreated to the rear at the same time.

At this time, in their eyes, both Li Mingxuan and He Yiming seemed to have become unprovoked existences.

Gods fight, mortals suffer.

This was a thought that arose in their hearts almost at the same time. However, the next moment, they were surprised to find that when would He Yiming's position in their hearts become so powerful...

He Yiming's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. The flowers of wind and fire in his hand were spinning faster and faster, and a powerful and vibrant force emerged on him.

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

Although the Daguan Sword was not in his hand at this time, his momentum was equally powerful and unstoppable.

Under the pressure of Li Mingxuan's power, He Yiming's potential seemed to be completely stimulated in an instant. The power he had risen on him was infinitely close to the shocking attack that night.

Wind helps the power of fire, and fire borrows the power of wind. When these two different attributes, but the magical flowers that blend together begin to release their power, everyone truly begins to experience its power.

Red and blue spread in an instant, and the sound of powerful wind blowing came from everyone's ears, as if they suddenly came to the top of the mountain and were sweeping and raging by a tornado. Then, they felt the temperature of the air around them began to rise, and they could even sense the powerful heat.

This comes from the temperature of earth fire. When the flower of wind and fire exerts its most powerful power, the power released by He Yiming seemed to turn the surroundings into a cave filled with earth fire among the 800-mile volcano.

This is the real power that condensed the Flower of Wind and Fire. Even when facing Zhou Datian, He Yiming never released all this power. It was not that he didn't want it, but that he could not do it at all.

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

Li Mingxuan's face finally became a little solemn. This young man who had not even successfully gathered even the Three Flowers actually brought her such a great surprise. She glanced at Yuan Lixun, who looked at He Yiming with attention and a hint of intoxication, and finally understood in her heart why she could only give herself a reply after she insisted on discussing with He Yiming.

He Yiming, this young innate strong man, is indeed qualified.

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

When a mouthful of water mist first started, it was just a little bit of white mist, just like people breathing in the cold winter days, and there would be similar white mist.

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

The temperature around suddenly dropped a little, especially when the fog sword was formed, everyone felt cold in their hearts and goose bumps appeared on their bodies.

The strong cold air soared into the sky, and even Zhu Baqi and Zhuo Wanlian, who were a hundred meters away, had a tremor.

Later, they all noticed that the cold air was so strong that even they felt unbearable, but strangely, Yuan Lixun, who was closer to each other than them, did not show any discomfort, as if the cold air 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 several months without showing any impatience. It really has a corresponding reason.

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

The feeling of entering a volcanic cave seemed to disappear. After a stalemate for a while, the power of heat and cold was vaguely escalating.

But the performance of both sides is very different.

Sweat beads were already visible on He Yiming's head. Although his aura was surging and powerful, anyone could see that he had done his best.

But Li Mingxuan was relaxed and freehand, as if this fog sword was just a small thing to her, without any burden at all.

Although the two sides did not have a real fight, the strength and weakness were obvious to all.

Li Mingxuan nodded suddenly and said, "It's really amazing that you have achieved such achievements in this grade. But if you are too arrogant, you can teach you a little lesson."

After saying that, she raised her hand and bounced it gently.

With such a bounce, the fog sword in the air suddenly flew up and stabbed He Yiming in his chest.

Although this is not a real physical sword, no one dares to underestimate it at all. The real Sanhua strong man already has the ability to be invisible. This fog sword seems invisible, but its power may not be under the treasure weapons and weapons in the hands of ordinary first-line sky strong man.

He Yiming's face was solemn. His wrist trembled, and the petals formed around his fingers suddenly floated out one after another.

These petals faced the fog sword like life. Every time they collided, they would make a strange sound like a meeting of water and fire. However, when all the petals touched the fog sword, they would disappear like a stone thrown into the sea.

The Flower of Wind and Fire, which had endless power and made Zhou Datian suffer, was extinguished in front of this fog sword without even exerting its maximum power.

He Yiming's face looked a little ugly. He snorted coldly, and the buds in his hand suddenly bloomed. One after another, the flowers of wind and fire formed in his hands and continued to rush towards the fog sword.

Not only that, the fusion degree of the Wind and Fire Flower seems to be constantly increasing, and the power of wind and fire complement each other, and the color of each petal becomes increasingly brighter.

However, at this moment, Li Mingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the fog in the air accelerated suddenly, drew a bright white arc in the air, and rushed towards the flower of wind and fire in He Yiming's hand.

This incident was extremely sudden, and even He Yiming had no time to make any response.

With his fingers flicked, all the petals immediately came up and entangled with the fog sword in the air.

It seemed as if endless steam spread out, covering everything. However, everyone present had the ability to see clearly that the fog sword was not broken, but passed through the blockade of countless petals and stabbed directly at He Yiming's arm.

Although Li Mingxuan did not have the intention to kill, the power contained in this mist was so powerful that once he was stabbed, he would probably be inevitable that he would suffer a slight minor injury.

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

Such power and means fully demonstrated her skill and powerful strength.
Chapter completed!