The big man's performance has reached the most critical moment.

Once he gets through the ring of fire, he will be able to complete this performance that he is proud of, win the warmest applause from the audience, and get more money.

But when his assistant helped light the fire ring, something unexpected happened.

The flames on the torch did not spread around the circle, but flew up and turned into three huge fireballs, sweeping towards the audience.

Not only the big man and his assistant were frightened to a loss, but the audience in the audience was even more shocked and speechless. Many people squatted down with their heads in their hands, praying to all the gods they could worship, just praying that the flames would not burn them.

Some who were far away even ran away.

But suddenly, a cheer overwhelmed the fear, and some brave people couldn't help but turn their heads to look, and were frightened by the sight in front of them.

A young man jumped onto the high platform among the crowd, his hands flying like flowing clouds, as if he was holding up the three fireballs and playing with them.

"Is it a new show?"

"This show is novel, how do you do it?"

People are still very receptive. After confirming that this was just a performance, cheers rang out again, completely dispelling the previous panic.

…

Yao Chong knew that he was careless.

After using the Chongming Sword to force all the nearby Zhuang Mansion masters to retreat, he thought there was no danger, but he did not expect that there were Fa Sect practitioners lurking further away and would actually take action against civilians.

Judging from the degree of concentration of these fireballs, the opponent's Dazong cultivation level is at least level six. If he wants to keep the nearby civilians safe, he has no choice but to take action.

Only then did the previous scene happen.

Yao Chong jumped onto the stage and faced the combined attack of the three big fireballs.

Even though he was some distance away from them, the heat wave already made him feel a little tight in his chest.

He lightly pushed out a palm and lifted the big man and his assistant off the stage. He moved his feet in unison and quickly avoided the cunning attacks of the three fireballs.

He fixed his eyes on one of the fireballs and stepped forward, making a deep hole in the wooden board under his feet.

His whole body hit the fireball like an arrow from a string, and at the same time, he combined his palms and pushed toward the sky, colliding head-on with the fireball amidst the girl's exclamation.

There was no fire-related performance accident. The moment Yao Chong's palms collided with the fireball, the entire fireball seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and the flames shot out into the air. They gradually twisted and then extinguished like a candle blown by a strong wind.

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In this case, Yao Chong did not need to hold back.

The move is the most powerful Izumo style in Liuyun's hands.

The cheers from the crowd grew louder.

Not only because Yao Chong directly destroyed a fireball with this blow, but also because the two fireballs behind him suddenly burst into flames, and several flames swept toward Yao Chong like chains.

Before Yao Chong could turn around, he had already stretched out his hand towards his back. His fingers were as separated as the branches of a big tree on the street. Although they were dead branches, they seemed to have flowers in full bloom.

Before Yao Chong could get close to the flame chains, they were all captured by Yao Chong's hands. They fell like yellow leaves knocked down by the autumn wind, and then disappeared.

Yao Chong suddenly turned around, a powerful force of energy swept out along with the breeze, and when his fingers came together again, he actually attracted a fireball with one hand, keeping the distance and controlling it in the palm of his hand.

In the eyes of others, this was Yao Chong holding two fireballs with both hands, and they seemed not to be affected by the temperature at all.

Only Yao Chong himself knew that he and the Dharma sect practitioner who did not know where he was had already begun a round of wrestling.

Resisting the burning sensation in his hand, Yao Chong gave a soft drink and held the fireball to the left with his left hand.

However, this grasp could not be grasped firmly.

Before Yao Chong's left hand came into contact with the fireball, the fireball suddenly dispersed and poured into another fireball.

The fireball on the right instantly grew several times larger. After forcing Yao Chong to take a few steps back, it hit Yao Chong from top to bottom.

Behind Yao Chong were countless spectators who were still cheering.

A cold light flashed in Yao Chong's eyes, he advanced instead of retreating, his hands stirred in the wind, and he shot out towards the left and right ends of the fireball.

The fireball was so big that it was difficult for Yao Chong to hold it down with his open arms. To the audience, the scene in front of them was like Yao Chong opening his arms and waiting for the fireball to fall into his arms.

The girl's face was full of worry, as if she was calling Yao Chong to stop.

Yao Chong turned his head and smiled at her.

At this moment, his hands had collided head-on with the fireball.

The pain on his face flashed away, and Yao Chong used his hands to pull out a flame from the fireball.

The two flames were tumbling in the wind, as if they wanted to return to the inside of the fireball, but they seemed to be stuck by glue. No matter how hard they struggled, one end fell firmly on Yao Chong's hand and could not be separated, so they became

Two flames.

Flowing Cloud Hand's Cloud Gathering Style!

Yao Chong let out a slight whistle, and his body quickly spun on the spot.

The two flames also rotated and grew longer and longer, looking like two fiery red ribbons flying in the air.

gradually

, around Yao Chong, the whirlwind made of flames blew bigger and bigger, gradually rushing into the sky, while the source of the flames - the big fireball became smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared.

The fireball disappeared, but the whirlwind of flames still stood on the stage, and it took a long time to extinguish.

Yao Chong looked at the people in the audience and bowed slightly.

The audience burst into cheers again, and some boys and girls looked at Yao Chong with admiration in their eyes.

Yao Chong smiled slightly, jumped off the stage, patted the shoulders of the big man and his assistant who were still unclear about what happened, comforted him with a few words of comfort, turned around and pulled the girl away, and quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

Some people wanted to catch up and ask how he performed this performance, but Yao Chong fled so fast that they couldn't find any trace at all, so they had to ask the big man, but what did the big man know? In the end,

I had no choice but to let it go.

I believe this performance can be remembered by many people for a lifetime, but no one will know that they have had a brush with death.

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On the eaves of a house in the middle of Tai'an City, a man in Tsing Yi looked at the extinguished flame in his hand and was in a daze.

Yao Chong didn't have a sword in his hand, and he had to protect so many people. Why couldn't he defeat him?

After a moment, he put away the embers in his hands and turned to leave.

Although I don’t know if the Chongming Sword can fly so far to take his life, and if it misses a single blow, it’s better to stay dormant for the time being.

He is not one of those pustules in the Zhuang Mansion, but he is not a top-notch expert like Hai Hezi and Jin Sihou. Once he meets Yao Chong, he may not be able to survive a single round.

He is just a casual cultivator who wants to pick up the slack, and he doesn't want to die so soon.

If we find a better opportunity, we can definitely kill Yao Chong successfully and make the greatest contribution to the long-term prosperity of the human race!

Thinking this, the man turned around.

The moment he turned around, he saw a light.

Sword light.

A sword light that moved forward with clear killing intent.

The sword light flashed past, and the man touched his eyebrows blankly.

There was a touch of warmth there, which seemed to be gradually flowing down.

His body tilted and he fell straight down from the eaves, whereupon he died.

The Chongming Sword turned into a stream of light and flew back.

When he took action, Yao Chong had already found his position. After freeing his hand, where could he be allowed to escape?

Yao Chong did not want to kill anyone, but this man did not hesitate to attack ordinary people in order to kill him, so he had to kill him.
Chapter completed!