Chapter 313: The depressed Yang Pei

The wind and waves in the field became the object of attention for a moment. The fireball in his arms was like a red sun, attracting the attention of many people on this cold moonlit night.

Fenglang completely ignored other people's gazes, and he concentrated all his energy on Yang Pei.

Seeing that Fenglang made such a big fireball, and it was so round and bright, Yang Pei's eyes were instantly lost. He could not have imagined that Fenglang would have such great ability.

In just a moment, Yang Pei completely recovered. When his mind moved, he wanted to use his unique trick Invisible Yinsha Palm.

Fenglang saw how he was willing to let him take action. The fireball in his arms swung, like a cannonball, passing a huge fire mark in the air, and then threw it to Yang Pei.

At this time, Yang Pei's invisible Yinsha Palm had already been formed, but he had no time to attack Fenglang, so he had to grit his teeth and hit all the palm power on the fireball.

With a dull sound, the huge fireball produced by the wind and waves suddenly became dim, and then it was extinguished as if it had encountered the power of extreme ice and cold, and it did not even form an explosion.

Seeing this invisible Yinsha Palm, Yang Pei was relieved and finally did not make a fool of himself on the spot.

But before Yang Pei could recover, he heard the whistling wind in his ears, a huge fireball rushed towards him at a faster speed.

This time, the wind and waves condensed the fireballs so quickly and powerfully were even more powerful than the previous one, which caused a lot of cheers on and off the stage.

Without thinking, Yang Pei turned his hand and a palm, and a cold air quickly covered it. Before the fireball exploded, he almost controlled it.

Amid the sneer, fireballs one by one suddenly emerged from his arms, and then rushed towards Yang Pei in a row.

Seeing such an attack, everyone present was stunned. Even the masters on the stage, if you ask yourself, it would be difficult to be safe and sound under these series of attacks.

Hu Long was not convinced that he lost in Fenglang's hands, and he wanted to practice his skills and then compete with Fenglang again.

But when he saw the fireballs played by the wind and waves, his desire to show off gradually faded.

"Well, although it has not reached its peak, it is pretty good!"

Feng Qing shook his head slightly and said to himself.

When the people next to him heard this, they all curled their lips secretly, obviously they didn't believe Feng Qing's words.

Feng Qing did not explain it. In his mind, he remembered the incident on the colorful sailboat. Indeed, wind and waves were naturally worse than Long Jiu's power.

The more and more fireballs made Yang Pei slowly unable to withstand it. The cold air of his invisible Yinsha Palm may not be worse than the fireball technique of Fenglang, but it is naturally impossible to completely control the explosion of the fireball with his current skill.

After these numerous fireballs flew over, Yang Pei obviously began to panic. His body kept twisting on the field, and then his palms were swinging. Although no airflow was seen gushing out, people already knew that he was using his palm power to fight back.

After the fireballs that flew in first were destroyed one by one, there was finally one, and with a bang, it was the first to ring in the field.

At the moment when the fireball exploded, Yang Pei realized something was wrong and quickly used the invisible Yinsha Kung Fu to firmly protect his whole body.

When using this kung fu, Yang Pei's whole body was surrounded by an invisible evil spirit, and he seemed to be in a cocoon surrounded by silk.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

With the first explosion, it seemed like it had opened its head, and soon it exploded into a ball of fire.

Compared with the movement caused by the wind and waves at this time, it turned out that the battles of Kings of Martial Arts were like children's things, which were simply unremarkable.

This time, even those masters of the Martial King level could not stay on the stage and couldn't help but jump off the stage one after another.

"Can Yang Pei turn into ashes so easily with such silence?"

Fenglang was playing the fireball hard, but suddenly he saw no movement ahead and couldn't help thinking strangely.

But he immediately felt something was wrong. There was still a breath hidden in the fire ball ahead. It was obvious that Yang Pei was looking for an opportunity to counterattack in a defensive cover.

This breath is quite obscure. If it weren't for the Fenglang practicing the Dragon Breath Holding Technique, I'm afraid I might not have discovered it if I was familiar with it.

Fenglang frowned, thought carefully, and decided to slow down the attack temporarily. One was to accumulate some strength, and the other was to prepare for response.

"I think the momentum of the wind and waves is a little weak!"

Tu Chuang was watching the movements on the stage carefully. Seeing this situation, she couldn't help but say loudly.

"Well, that's right, but it's already pretty good to be able to hold on to the attack for such a long time. This Fenglang is such a genius!"

Huo Jian held his beard and kept exclaiming, not hiding his appreciation for the wind and waves.

"Hehe, it's not just good to be able to beat me in terms of endurance!"

After hearing this, Hu Long couldn't help but add that he was still quite confused about how wind and waves could have such great endurance.

"If President Yang doesn't take some counterattack methods, he may even fall into this kid's hands. Hehe, if we fall into the hands of a boy, that would be a joke!"

Xuan Ku said with a hint of mocking that he had no good feelings for the two people on the field, and he just wished they all died together.

The intention of saying this was to arouse everyone's hatred for the wind and waves, but unfortunately he soon found disappointed.

"There is nothing ridiculous about heroes. After today's battle, the name Fenglang will soon spread all over the world!"

Feng Xiaochao looked at Xuan Ku coldly and said lightly that anyone with a discerning eye could see the love for Fenglang.

After hearing Feng Xiaochao's words, Huo Jian and others agreed, and they all stood opposite Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku was quite depressed in his heart. He had suffered some injuries, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. There was no way, so he had to run aside and deliberately blocked the words of these people.

Suddenly, a scream like a beast sounded, and a huge fire ball suddenly rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, then shook his body hard, and the flames in his body flew out toward the audience.

The people in the audience were watching with relish, but they saw the flames flying around, so they were so scared that they could not help but become a mess.

When these masters of the Martial King saw it, they jumped up and protected their disciples. They were very angry for a moment, complaining that Yang Pei took action randomly.

Don't you know that Yang Pei was extremely depressed. He had just wanted to escape from the sea of ​​fire, but when he saw the fireball, he didn't know it well, so he had to hide in the air mask in order to temporarily avoid the attack of the wind, waves and fireballs.

But who knew that the fireballs of wind and waves could be fought for so long, but only made him surrounded by a sea of ​​fire. Seeing such a strong fire-attribute vitality, Yang Pei was secretly frightened.

In the protective cover formed by the invisible Yin Evil Technique, Yang Pei's body was not directly burned by the fire, but the extreme high temperature was not something he could resist, he just gritted his teeth and endured it hard.

The hot fire-attribute energy was roasted in a short while and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of water, and his clothes were all wet.

Not only that, his skin was roasted red, like a big red prawn, and even his pupils were filled with red red.

If Yang Pei had not had the fire-attributed technique and was born with resistance to the fire-attributed vital energy, he might not be able to bear it just these fire-attributed vital energy.

Yang Pei felt more and more uncomfortable, and he felt that if he stayed like this, he would probably die of stuffiness.

It is precisely because of this that he risked being burned to death and jumped out of the sea of ​​fire.

The moment he jumped out, Yang Pei felt cool all over his body, as if he had reached the Pure Land. In this case, he didn't even open his eyes, and then shook off all the flames outside his body with all his strength.

When he heard the screams of exclamations, he realized that he had made an accidental mistake, but he was unwilling to explain, and secretly hated the martial kings in the audience, why did he not want to think about it for him? Is it easy for him?

"Boy, I can't spare you!"

Yang Pei was almost burned to death by Fenglang, and he hated him to the extreme. As soon as he got out of danger, he shouted loudly at Fenglang, and at the same time he rushed towards him quickly.

Fenglang has prepared a small fireball for Yang Pei long ago. Although the fireball this time is very small, it is a fine product made by Fenglang borrowing this short period of time and carefully condensed. After repeated suppression, it is a high-quality product that has been slowly compressed.

Yang Pei was rushing towards Fenglang, and suddenly Fenglang held his hand and pulled it, and a small fireball rushed towards him like lightning.

Now Yang Pei is afraid of seeing the red thing, but when he looked carefully and found that the fireball was very small, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and ended abruptly in the air, and then made a thick layer of defense.

Even though it was just a small fireball, Yang Pei didn't dare to be careless and still drove out the evil spirit layer by layer.

Yang Pei thought that this defense was already reliable enough, so he even prepared to continue rushing forward. After the fireball dissipated, he would rush out like lightning, and then use the invisible Yin Evil Palm to hit the wind and waves head-on.

"Bang!"

I heard a loud noise like thunder, which made the world tremble a few times. Then I saw the fire that soared into the sky, exploded in all directions with Yang Pei's previous location as the center.

Amid the explosion, many people were surprised to find that a figure, like a ball, was thrown out from afar.

It turned out that the instant explosion ability of the fireball was really amazing. Fortunately, Yang Pei's protective cover was still tightly clothed and was not completely exploded by the fireball.

But despite this, Yang Pei suffered a lot of internal injuries during this violent explosion.

Fenglang stopped his hand. The successive battles not only stimulated a lot of the medicinal power in his body, but also gave him strong confidence. Now he is not even afraid of the Martial King.

After all, this is not a duel between life and death. There is no need to kill, otherwise it will be laughed at by others and will leave people with a reputation of ruthlessness. This is not what Fenglang wants.

Yang Pei's image was extremely embarrassed. He was covered in dust and covered in gray and black smoke and dust. He looked like he had just been pulled out of a garbage dump.

What was even more embarrassing than this external image was Yang Pei’s heart. The pain of failure made him crazy.

Yang Pei really wanted to find a place to hide it and heal the wounds in his heart, but this realistic form forced him to face it.

If he just walked away in shame and gave people an image of being unable to afford to lose, his reputation for being famous in his lifetime would be completely ruined.

When seeing Yang Pei's appearance, it was very different from his extremely majestic appearance. Most of the people in the field wanted to laugh, but with Yang Pei's accumulated power, few people dared to laugh out loud.

Even Huo Jian had to take care of his face and did not laugh out loud, but anyone could tell that he was gloating.

Xuan looked at Yang Pei's miserable situation coldly, and felt a little relieved in his heart, but at the same time, a cool air came out in his heart. He would not forget that this storm was an enemy of Xuanming Sect. He did not expect that he had such great potential.

"We must report to the sect leader quickly and ask him to send someone as soon as possible to chase Fenglang!"
Chapter completed!