Chapter 207 Yin Yang Dragon Flying

As the shout fell, the sky suddenly blew violently, and the wind was even mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Xiao Yuan raised his head and narrowed his eyes. He saw a huge blood-colored hand of two feet in length suddenly appearing not far above his head, and slapped it fiercely.

Mysterious Ice Fire Mirror!

Xiao Yuan formed a seal in his hand, and the translucent black ice mirror emerged above his head, with black and white flames rising from it, which looked quite strange.

Also because the Qi Palaces were completely opened up, Xiao Yuan would not cause any interference when he cast the strange fire under any kind of fighting spirit. Even because the fighting spirits between the Qi Palaces could be transformed into each other without loss, all the fighting spirits of Xiao Yuan had a positive effect on the strange fire.

Fan Lao's attack fell on the translucent black ice mirror with flames rising. The terrifying high temperature of the strange fire directly burned the blood-colored hand into an illusion. When the blood-colored hand fell on the ice mirror, most of its strength was also removed.

The next moment, the bloody hand did not dissipate. It was like entering the water. After rippling on the black mirror, it completely sank in.

Then, the bloody hand was covered with a layer of black mysterious ice, and attached with black and white flames, generating white flame patterns and black water patterns on it, which passed through the mirror and shot directly into the sky, to Fan Lao's chest!

Seeing that the fighting attack that had condensed a lot of his strength was easily resolved by Xiao Yuan, and even returned the attack, Fan Lao was also shocked. He did not dare to neglect it at the moment. Looking at the black hand that had come to him and was unrecognizable but imposing, he could only give up the fighting skills to fight against it. His body trembled, and the overwhelming blood energy suddenly surged from the top of his head, like a sea of ​​blood.

The black hand shuttled into the sea of ​​blood in an instant, and the terrifying power contained in it directly caused violent turbulence in the sea of ​​blood.

"Congeal!"

However, as Fan Lao shouted coldly, the sea of ​​blood suddenly fluctuated, and the black hand that was about to penetrate the sea of ​​blood also slowed down at this moment, as if it had fallen into a quagmire.

The sea of ​​blood became more and more viscous, and the speed of the black hand's movement was almost reduced to the lowest!

A moment later, the black hand was completely solidified when it was only two feet away from Fan Lao's head.

"Hmph!"

Seeing the black hand solidify, Fan Lao breathed a sigh of relief, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Shh!"

But at the moment when Fan Lao's smile just appeared, the black and white water and fire patterns on the black hand flickered, and a scorching breath immediately evaporated the sticky sea of ​​blood.

So, the black hand was directly imprinted on his chest under Fan Lao's horrified eyes.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, and Fan Lao's figure flew out directly.

Of course, Xiao Yuan would not give Fan Lao the opportunity to increase his power in the sea of ​​blood. With a wave of his hand, the strange fire was overwhelming and rushed out from his sleeves, directly wrapping Fan Lao's sea of ​​blood in it.

The black and white flames swept across the sky. Wherever you look, the space is distorted at this moment. A scorching temperature spreads along the air, covering the entire inner courtyard.

The eyes on the ground stared at the scorching flames that swept out almost like a prairie fire, and they all couldn't help but wipe their sweat. Such a terrifying high temperature is really shocking.

In the black and white flames, there is a sea of ​​blood that is only a few feet wide. At this moment, the sea of ​​blood condensed by Fan Lao's fighting spirit has quickly curled up under the terrifying temperature of the surrounding flames. A faint blood mist continues to rise from it, and finally turns into nothingness.

As the blood mist rose and turned into nothingness, the area of ​​the blood sea was also slowly shrinking. At this rate, it would probably not take long for the blood sea to be burned clean.

"Strange fire?"

When the black and white flames swept across the sky, there were shouts of surprise in the sky, and then some people turned their eyes involuntarily to Han Feng who was confronting Hu Qian not far away.

At this time, Han Feng's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yuan without blinking when the black and white flames appeared, with a shock that was difficult to conceal in his eyes. He did not expect that the latter could get a strange fire at such a young age!

You know, he almost lost his life in order to get the "Sea Heart Flame" ranked 15th on the strange fire list, so he was very lucky to get it in Long Shou, and the subsequent swallowing and refining made him suffer a lot, and because of the incompleteness of the "burning jue" he practiced, the suppression of the strange fire was not thorough enough, and the flames in his body would riot from time to time, which made him very distressed.

Therefore, seeing Xiao Yuan at this age, he can control a strange fire without restraint. Even with Han Feng's cunning, he can't help but feel jealous.

"Looking at the color of this flame and the fish shape that occasionally appears during the burning, it must be the Yin-Yang Dual Flame ranked 21st on the Strange Fire List!"

The light in Han Feng's eyes flashed rapidly, and Han Feng's eyes looking at Xiao Yuan gradually became more greedy.

"I didn't expect that I could see two kinds of strange fire in one day. Hehe, it's really worth the trip. If I can get these two kinds of strange fire and successfully devour them with the "Burning Decision" fragment, my strength will definitely increase dramatically. By then, even if the old immortal from Canaan College really comes back, I guess he can't do anything to me."

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and a sneer and enthusiasm gradually appeared on the corners of Han Feng's mouth.

"Although the boy is young, he seems to have a strong control over the flames. Even I can barely cast such a huge sea of ​​fire, but he can do it at will. It seems that it is not easy to take the strange fire from him."

Looking at Xiao Yuan in the distance, whose face did not change much after casting the sea of ​​fire, Han Feng couldn't help but frowned slightly and murmured in his heart.

Xiao Yuan in the distance naturally didn't know that he just cast the strange fire, but he was actually remembered by others. Over the years, there are many people who know that he has the strange fire, but few people have the idea of ​​robbing him directly.

First, it is because those who can control the strange fire are not simple themselves, and second, it is because if you want to forcibly seize the strange fire, you also need to take a lot of risks.

Only a few extreme people will do such a thing.

However, a guy like Han Feng who can betray even his teacher, for the sake of strength, he is really unscrupulous, and snatching the strange fire is naturally out of the question.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yuan did not pay attention to the guy with bad intentions. His attention is now all on his opponent Fan Lao.

In the huge black and white sea of ​​fire, the blood sea that was about ten feet wide has shrunk to a foot wide, like a reef in the turbulent waves, with the risk of collapse and annihilation at any time.

In the distance, Fan Lao covered his chest, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the white-robed figure in the sky with a gloomy face. The corner of his eye twitched slightly. He didn't expect that with his prominent status and reputation in the Black Horn Region, he was now embarrassed by a kid who was still wet behind the ears. This was a big blow to him.

"If I lose to this little beast, I'm afraid I'll be laughed to death by those guys in the Black Horn Region in the future."

Gnashing his teeth fiercely, Fan Lao's seal suddenly moved, and suddenly, the blood sea that was shrinking under the black and white flames suddenly churned violently, and then shrank rapidly, and the entire blood sea turned dark red.

Finally, the blood sea actually condensed directly into a dark red and somewhat black round bead, breaking through the blood sea and shooting into Fan Lao's chest.

"Blood change!"

As the blood bead drilled into it, Fan Lao's eyes slowly turned blood red, and the pair of dry palms became paler, and the sharp blood-colored nails at the fingertips extended strangely, like a sharp blade, reflecting a cold luster in the sunlight.

His back trembled slightly, and a stream of blood gushed out, covering the blood-colored wings behind him. Suddenly, the wings of Dou Qi squirmed for a while, and after a moment, the shape actually changed a lot. The overall look became more slender and weird. It looked vaguely like a combination of the wings of a bird and a bat.

"You are proud enough to force me to use the "blood change"."

A circle of light blood-colored light film spread out from the body, isolating the scorching temperature around. Fan Lao's wings fluttered slightly, and his figure suddenly turned into a blood-colored lightning, and instantly flashed to Xiao Yuan's vicinity, and a cold laugh echoed in the sky.

Xiao Yuan looked at Fan Lao, whose shape had changed slightly in front of him, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes. Now the latter, whether in momentum or speed, is much stronger than before. It seems that after being ravaged by him using the strange fire, this old guy finally began to show his real ability.

"If that's all you can do, I don't mind sending you to see Fan Ling."

Xiao Yuan raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth and sneered at Fan Lao. The laughter was so heartbreaking that Fan Lao's already cold face became even colder.

While speaking, Xiao Yuan waved his sleeves, and the black and white flames that swept across the sky quickly tumbled, turning into two fire snakes, flashing back, and drilling into his body along his fingertips.

Controlling such a huge strange fire consumes a lot of soul power. Now that they are still fighting, any power cannot be wasted. After all, Fan Lao is just an appetizer!

Fan Lao took a deep breath, staring at Xiao Yuan who was smiling like a knife. He wanted to suppress the surging killing intent in his heart, but after a moment, he let out an unpleasant hissing laugh. Then, his blood-red eyes suddenly glared, and he roared like thunder, finally roaring with unparalleled anger and killing intent.

"Little bastard, if I, Fan Lao, don't cut you into pieces today, peel your bones and pull out your tendons, you might as well commit suicide on the spot!"

Facing Fan Lao's terrifying killing intent and countless astonished eyes from below, Xiao Yuan smiled, and his light words completely detonated Fan Lao, who had become a powder keg!

"Then you'd better die, old dog."

Xiao Yuan's light and sarcastic sneer was like pouring a basin of cold water in boiling oil. Suddenly, a blood-red majestic fighting spirit burst out from Fan Lao's ferocious face!

The pale claws like a dead tree suddenly stretched out, and then formed a strange seal as fast as lightning. The surging blood-red fighting spirit was seen churning for a while, and finally, a blood spear as thick as a calf and dark red in color quickly solidified and appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The blood spear solidified, Fan Lao stretched out his claws, and then held it tightly, raised his head and moved his mouth towards Xiao Yuan, revealing slightly sharp white teeth.

The wings behind him shook suddenly, and suddenly, a sharp roar of anger, mixed with unparalleled killing intent, roared out from Fan Lao's mouth. In this loud sound wave, the latter's figure was like riding the wind, turning into an extremely vague blood shadow, approaching Xiao Yuan like lightning, and the spear in his hand brought a cold wind, piercing Xiao Yuan's heart very fiercely.

After using the so-called "blood change", although Fan Lao did not show any signs of a surge in fighting spirit, his speed was greatly improved, so that when he made some movements, many people could only see the former's body trembling slightly, and then, when they looked again, they were shocked to find that the figure had gradually become illusory. Obviously, this was because the speed reached a certain limit, and then it was left behind.

The speed shown by Fan Lao made many people feel cold all over, but Xiao Yuan, who was facing him, still had no emotion on his face.

In the dark pupils, a blood-red light rapidly enlarged. The next moment, the blood-red light suddenly turned into a hideous face. The sharp energy blood spear also penetrated the air barrier and came straight with a cold wind.

"Ding!"

A spear condensed by the strange fire came first and collided with the blood-red spear.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept out like a storm.

The wings behind him flapped violently, Xiao Yuan took a half step back, and with a shake of his arm, he blocked Fan Lao's angry attack.

His eyes swept towards Fan Lao, and he saw a pair of blood-red pupils on his cold and hideous face, releasing unparalleled murderous intent and blood.

"Little bastard, I will pierce countless blood holes in your body!"

Fan Lao laughed sinisterly, and twisted his palm holding the blood spear suddenly. The blood spear suddenly turned, bringing a blood-red arc of light, and stabbed out again!

"Just you?"

Xiao Yuan sneered, and a flash of green lightning suddenly flashed under his feet. His body moved, and his figure suddenly rushed out along the blood spear like a ghost. His five fingers clenched tightly, and the black and white flames rose, turning into a vortex of flames, wrapped around his fist, and with a scorching temperature, he smashed directly into Fan Lao's old face.

Facing Xiao Yuan, whose speed was no less than his own, Fan Lao also took it seriously. At that moment, blood was lingering on his right palm, and the sharp nails like blades under the five fingers were like a sharp blood sword, stabbing directly at Xiao Yuan's fist. The sharp wind, like the sound of a sharp blade cutting through thin paper, made people's hair stand on end.

Feeling the sharp power contained in Fan Lao's somewhat weird nail blood sword, Xiao Yuan frowned slightly. Listening to the sound of the nails cutting through the air, its sharpness was probably not worse than that of the blood spear. Such a direct collision with flesh fists was quite disadvantageous to him.

The thought flashed through his mind quickly. In a flash, Xiao Yuan's arm suddenly trembled, and the vortex of flames on his fist flew out of his hand, turning into a flame drill, shooting towards Fan Lao!

The flame drill that flew out of his hand was like a cannonball. At the moment it flew out of the barrel, the previously suppressed temperature was completely burst out. Wherever it passed, even the space was slightly wrinkled, and it looked like the sky above the desert, twisted and illusory.

The change of Xiao Yuan's attack was only in a flash, so when Fan Lao noticed it, the black and white flame ball had already arrived in front of Fan Lao's nail blood sword. The scorching temperature, even with the isolation of the fighting spirit cover, still caused bursts of burning pain on his skin.

At such a distance, it was impossible to dodge, so Fan Lao did not retreat at all. A stream of strong blood-colored fighting spirit sprayed out from the pores on his body, and then a blood-colored light film appeared on his palm like lightning.

"Explode!"

His figure flashed back, and Xiao Yuan looked at the flame drill that was close to Fan Lao. His mouth moved slightly, and a clear syllable suddenly came out.

As the sound fell, a strong light burst out from the flames, and then a deafening roar suddenly resounded through the sky, and the blazing flames swept out from the explosion point!

With a light wave of his sleeves, he dispersed the heat wave ripples that spread in front of him. Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the spreading fire wave, but he knew in his heart that this intensity of attack could not hurt a strong man like Fan Lao!

As Xiao Yuan stared, a blood-colored beam of light suddenly shot out from the place where the fire wave spread. In the beam of light, Fan Lao's figure slowly floated up. At this moment, the latter's face was full of ferocity. His right hand held high a thick and sharp blood spear, and his body was in a semi-rotating projection. The blood-colored fighting spirit that permeated his body was like being attracted by something, and it was continuously poured into the blood spear.

As more and more fighting spirit poured in, the color of the blood spear became darker. After a while, it was almost like coagulated blood, showing a dark brown color, and the bloody smell became stronger. Moreover, at the tip of the blood spear, the blood-colored light arc exuded a cold luster, and the sharp spear tip seemed to have the power to penetrate all defenses!

Seeing this familiar attack, Xiao Yuan's mouth curled up with a mocking arc.

Sure enough, it was still this move!

The next moment, Xiao Yuan formed a seal with one hand, and with the other hand, he pushed out the strange fire spear in his hand. Under the traction of the soul power, it floated in front of Xiao Yuan.

At the same time, the energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and along with Xiao Yuan's seal, it converged on the strange fire spear, and a black and white flame dragon gradually condensed out!

And in Xiao Yuan's heart, he shouted in a deep voice:

"Yin Yang Dragon Flying!"