Chapter 1105 Extremely cold, Qi turns into demonic flame

As we were walking along the way, the wind and waves suddenly heard a beast roar, which came from the depths of the forest, shaking the nearby forests, and they were constantly trembling.--./

If it was someone else, he heard that there were beasts appearing, and he might not have time to avoid them. However, the wind and waves were different. He relied on his skills, but he thought about going over and seeing it clearly.

Fenglang's body happened to have a light smoke, so naturally it soon arrived in the depths of the dense forest.

He quietly paused, and then looked around and found that there was a tiger in front of him running rapidly in the mountains and forests.

After seeing this tiger, Fenglang's face was filled with smiles. He was worried about what to eat for dinner, but he didn't expect the tiger to be so interesting.

When Fenglang locked his eyes on the tiger, the tiger seemed to have discovered Fenglang and couldn't help but roar at the sky to demonstrate.

Seeing this tiger showing its mightyness to him, Fenglang couldn't help but smile on his face. This guy must be still proud and didn't know that the disaster was coming.

Fenglang was thinking about whether to fly closer, and then when he overturned the tiger with one palm, he suddenly discovered something abnormal.

I saw the tiger roaring towards the wind and waves for a while, and then suddenly a pair of white wings grew on its ribs.

Don’t look at this tiger less than one meter long, but its wings are two or three meter long, making its body look extremely majestic.

Fenglang smiled in surprise. He didn't expect that the tiger was actually a tiger with wings. However, when he met him, he would not be able to escape his palm even if he had two more wings.

Not to mention that the wind and waves were secretly funny, the tiger's mighty power was really great. After roaring, it spread its wings, flashed towards the wind and waves, and then quickly pounced over.

If we don’t talk about anything else, the tiger’s momentum is really scary. As we fly, we will see the wings flapping the storm, and rushing towards Fenglang’s body.

Seeing the tiger pounced over, Fenglang couldn't help but activate the layers of strength in his body. Then he raised his hand and wanted to slap such a palm at will.

But suddenly, Fenglang saw the tiger's eyes and couldn't help but shivered. What a familiar eye. When Fenglang met the incompetent monk turning into a rabbit, he had a similar pair of eyes.

Once you understand this, Fenglang still doesn't understand it. This tiger must be dressed as a human, but looking at the powerful appearance of this tiger, it looks really very similar.

He noticed a danger coming. At this moment, the wind and waves were still there, and he was still worried about what tiger to eat. In an instant, he lifted the momentum on his body, and then flew over with a palm.

Fenglang's palm flew out, and the aura in his whole body suddenly began to flow, and then many auras flew out together.

There were many prides hidden in the tiger's eyes, but he did not expect that such a look would be seen through by the wind and waves.

Almost in an instant, this huge tiger suddenly turned into nothing, and then a person appeared in the original place.

This person is also a monk, but judging from his momentum, he is really much stronger than incompetence.

Seeing the wind and waves coming out, a trace of indifference flashed in the monk's eyes, but he did not resist, but flew out quickly.

"Who are you? Why did you design to harm me?"

Seeing the monk's body movement, it was so fast. Fenglang frowned and asked angrily at him.

"I am Wuhen, I am an incompetent senior brother. This time I was invited by him to kill you!"

The monk said with a smile on his face, his expression seemed very arrogant.

Fenglang looked at Monk Wuhen carefully and saw that he was tall and cold, as if everyone in the world owed him something.

"So it's that guy. He deserves to die, you all deserve to die!"

Fenglang found that a very strong murderous intent appeared in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh. Recently, this body was no longer obeying his orders.

"Stop talking nonsense, die!"

As Monk Wuhen spoke, he saw the momentum on his body climbing up little by little.

In an instant, Fenglang felt that it was a very cold time, and the world here seemed to be frozen.

And from Monk Wuhen’s body, there was still a cold air emitting outward, as if it was making the world here frozen.

Even with the ability of Fenglang, he unconsciously felt a strong chill, and even his body was shaking constantly.

Fenglang knew about this situation, which was abnormal. He quickly activated the various auras in his body, and then he felt a little better, but the chill was still constantly hitting the wind and waves.

There may be many cold places in this world, but there are only a few who can compare to this barren mountain at this moment.

It seemed as if in a blink of an eye, it started to snow in this world, and large areas of snowflakes were flying in the sky, looking very beautiful.

Even the monk Wuhen himself seemed particularly strange, and his body was still breathing out. At first glance, he didn't look like a living person, with a strange shape.

Fenglang smiled bitterly inwardly. If he had the state of Monk Wuhen at this time, who could recognize it? This was the tiger in the forest of Proud Xiaoxiao just now.

Monk Wuhen sang softly, and then suddenly a long sword was added in his hand, which was a long sword completely condensed from ice.

After the ice sword condensed, it became even colder here, as if it was taking a breath and then it would freeze you.

"This is a magical ice sword coming from the sky. It's really your honor to be able to die on this sword!"

Monk Wuhen said coldly, his voice was very cold, and when people heard it, they felt a chill.

"Demon Flame!"

Seeing a considerable danger, Fenglang couldn't help but shout, but judging from this sound, it was very different from his usual clear voice, with a powerful aura that shocked the world.

Even the monk Wuhen, whose cold face was as cold as ice, was stunned for a moment after hearing Fenglang's shouting. He seemed to have never expected that Fenglang's momentum was so strong, but compared with him, it was no less than that.

What surprised Monk Wuhen even more was that Fenglang was not just talking, but he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a ray of flame suddenly appeared in his palm.

Even though it was just a wisp of flame, the wind and waves could feel that since the wisp of flames, the cold on his body had unknowingly decreased a lot.

As for why the demonic flames were condensed, even Fenglang itself didn't know about this, but he knew that it should be related to the increasingly larger and more active black fog in his mind.

Knowing that in this case, if it weren't for the use of the magic flame, it would be difficult to deal with the Ice Sword of Monk Wuhen. Fenglang naturally asked Wuxia why this was.

As Feng Lang's hand became more and more demonic flames, and the temperature of the demonic flames in his hand became higher and higher. Feng Lang gradually felt that the consumption of various auras in his body was getting faster and faster.

"So, this demonic flame was not transformed from something else, but was transformed from the breath in my body!"

Fenglang sighed and said, "He didn't have the confidence to use this magic flame to deal with the ice sword outside the sky in the hands of Monk Wuhen."

"Sword Condensation!"

As the demonic flames increased, Fenglang shook his body and suddenly shouted loudly.

It was strange that with the shout of wind and waves, the demonic flame suddenly condensed into a fire demon sword.

Looking at the Fire Demon Sword condensed by him, Fenglang couldn't help but be stunned. He never dreamed that he could use the hot magic flames just now to condense such a Fire Demon Sword.

"Okay, okay! Great! The incompetent junior brother said it well, you really have the strength to fight me!"

Seeing the Fire Demon Sword condensed by the wind and waves, Monk Wuhen's face changed several times, and he roared.

Since the magic flames of the wind and waves were produced, the solid ice that was originally formed in this nearby place has melted rapidly.

After a while, in this barren mountain, there were streams flowing happily here, and there were also dripping sounds on the trees beside them.

As for these scenes, Monk Fenglang and Wuhen did not find any fuss. After all, their skills are high, so their vision is high.

Monk Wuhen was just a little stunned, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the Fire Demon Sword of Fenglang, which was completely formed and exuded increasing power.

He knew that if he didn't take action, he would probably miss the opportunity later, so Monk Wuhen waved the ice sword outside the sky in his hand, and a chill that penetrated people's hearts quickly flew towards the wind and waves.

Even with Fenglang's skills at this moment, after being exposed to the extreme chill, he still couldn't help but shivered.

Seeing this situation, the wind and waves quickly activated the breath in his body, and a stream of heat flowed from his dantian, and then it quickly flowed throughout his body like a hot spring.

At this moment, the wind and waves were using an extremely unfamiliar mental method to constantly resist the severe cold, but he waved the Fire Demon Sword in his hand, but he was not willing to be outdone at all.

Monk Wuhen was very fast. In an instant, his ice sword outside the sky rushed to Fenglang, just like an ice dragon, and its crystal clear appearance was almost shaking people's eyes.

Fenglang took a deep breath, and he felt that the various auras in his body were running more and more smoothly, and then suddenly a sword flew out.

At this time, the wind and waves had significantly improved their knowledge and kung fu. His sword was just right, just like a stroke of magic, which made him a little admire him for how he used this wonderful move.

With a loud noise, the ice sword from the outside world of the sky, and the fire demon sword formed by the various auras of wind and waves collided heavily.

It seemed that the sky and the earth had paused at this moment, and the power generated by the collision of these two swords was simply unimaginable. Ice and fire collided fiercely at this moment.

After the strong collision, Monk Wuhen could not control his body at all. He kept retreating, and his body shone through the air.

Monk Wuhen couldn't help but feel shocked and angry. He had always been a genius in the Faxiang Sect. He would have thought that there would be a time when he was not as good as others' skills, and this person was such a young boy.

Until now, Monk Wuhen completely understood why Monk Wuen kept sighing after seeing him, saying that it was the storm that it was so difficult for him to deal with it, which made him still disbelief.

In fact, to be honest, Monk Wuhen did not suffer any loss in this blow, because the wind and waves were unable to stop and their body was swept away from afar.

But what a conceited Monk Wuhen is. He has always been determined to create a life of Wuhen, so he called himself Wuhen. Now he has suffered a little setback under Fenglang's hands, which makes his eyes become extremely sharp in an instant.


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