"I will defeat him!"

Looking at Feiying who was seriously promising to Zangma, Cheng Yun didn't know where he came from. At this time, Feiying's state could not even be hit by the black dragon wave, which really made Cheng Yun have no interest in doing things.

However, Cheng Yun was a little interested in Feiying's Black Flame in the Demon Realm, "Boy, are you sure you can fight me in your current state?"

"You don't need to worry about this, just take the move!" Feiying launched an attack without any appreciation. He directly flashed his body and continued to approach Cheng Yun. A raging flame ignited on his hands, and the evil eye that was crossing his forehead suddenly opened.

"Evil King Yan Kill Purgatory Charcoal!"

The surging flames accompanied by Feiying's fast-waving fists, woven into a strong sea of ​​fire. The flames were fierce and violent, hot and ruthless, as if they wanted to turn everything into ashes.

Cheng Yun opened his hands, and a pair of white palms resisted the surging flames. The dazzling sea of ​​fire could not pass through the obstacles of those palms. "Oh, this kind of human flame is useless, come some amazing ones."

As soon as his arms were closed, the strong ball of flame was suppressed by Cheng's hands. Cheng Yun seemed to have not moved, but in fact he had arrived in front of Feiying in an instant, bent a finger, and squirted a firm stroke of his head.

Gululu, Feiying's short body flew backwards, rolled a few times in the air before landing. The seemingly slight bounce still made Feiying feel like it was struck by lightning. This blink of an eye made Feiying's head buzz. After landing, he was still dizzy when he stood up. His eyes were hazy, as if he was spinning in circles.

Just like Feiying in a sleeping state, Feiying's expression was very simple at this time, and she was not as cute as she usually had zombie faces and was so harsh that she deserved to beat her. She was very cute and cute. Huang Ling, who was watching the ring, screamed loudly: "Ah~~ Xiao Feifei, you are so cute, so cute and so Q."

Huang Ling's exaggerated voice suddenly woke Feiying up, as if the side she didn't want to be seen was exposed. Feiying was a little angry and embarrassed, and her face suddenly became very ugly.

"I didn't want to use this move, the Evil King Yan Killing Sword!" He fused the flame with his own demonic energy, attached to the sword body and ejected out, forming an extremely sharp and powerful Yan Killing Sword. The dark green flame flashed on the sword like a serrated tooth, revealing a ferocious beauty.

His body jumped up, changed directions ten times in one second to come to Cheng Yun, and stabbed dozens of swords in an instant. Feiying showed his talent to the fullest. Unfortunately, his opponent was Cheng Yun, and such a degree could not bring any threat to Cheng Yun.

It was still the pair of white palms, just two fingers, the left fingers, waving rapidly at a speed that was hard to see in the naked eye. A short clash of clashes echoed in the air. The continuous sounds formed this rapid sound, making people sound like they had just had a collision.

"It seems that your current state is really not very good, so let me help you." Cheng Yunru said, "I used two fingers to block the Evil King Yan Killing Sword. At the beginning, he came from the front, and halfway through Feiying's head.

"Ah?" Feiying was startled and quickly turned around, while dodging to the side. However, it was too late. One palm quickly grew larger in vision, covering Feiying's face and grabbed Feiying's just rising body.

One hand grabbed Feiying's face and lifted it into the air. For Cheng Yun, Feiying was fragile like a baby. A blue vitality flowed from Cheng Yun's arm and passed along his palm to Feiying.

Feiying clearly felt this vitality. The injuries caused by the forced use of the black dragon wave and the continuous practice behind it were recovering at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye. Even the demonic aura that had not been able to recover from the peak of the body was constantly improving under the influence of this vitality.

Although the effect of this vitality is so powerful, Feiying does not want to accept it. Such an action is a shame for Feiying. Feiying became an A-level monster at the age of 5. When did he receive such treatment? Feiying struggled desperately, trying to resist the vitality given by Cheng Yun.

Although Feiying's power cannot make him break free from Cheng Yun's hand, the aroused emotions and demonic energy greatly reduced the therapeutic effect of vitality. Even the awkward Feiying even used his demonic energy to fight desperately. The result is that although Cheng Yun can forcibly break through the barrier of demonic energy with vitality, it will not have the therapeutic effect in that way, but will cause Feiying to be injured more.

After all, if you want to use the Black Dragon Wave, Feiying needs more and more powerful demonic energy. If the demonic energy is forcibly dispersed by Cheng Yun, then this treatment will have no effect.

"Okay, boy, don't move, it'll be fine soon." Unfortunately, Cheng Yun's advice was useless. Feiying's fierce struggle had already caused blood to seep out of the corner of his mouth. There was no way, so Cheng Yun had to use his trump card, "Boy, if you don't cooperate well, I will tell Xuecai that you are her brother."

Only Feiying heard the low voice transmission alone. The sound was not loud and very weak, but it was like thunder in Feiying's ears. His body twisted like a fish that had reached the shore, and even the evil eyes on his forehead showed a surprised expression, "How did you know?"

"Hehe, don't worry about how I know, let me cure you honestly, otherwise..."

This sentence completely dispelled Feiying's struggle. He was caught by Cheng Yun motionlessly and silently endured the treatment of vitality. The infinite wood is gone, and there is infinite vitality. It can not only plunder the vitality, but also transfer vitality and heal the wounds with vitality.

There was not much effort before and after, without Feiying's awkwardness, the treatment went very smoothly. When the blue vitality dissipated, the demonic aura on Feiying's body was stronger than before. It was not only to return to its previous peak, but to go further and make a breakthrough.

A faint black flame exuded taboos and unknown aura, burning on Feiying's body. Cheng Yun gently pinched a black flame with his fingers, and then threw Feiying out from afar. As soon as Feiying's body fell to the ground, it started to rush out neatly.

"I'm going to kill you!"

boom!

With Feiying's murderous intent, the dark black flames of the demon world soared into the sky, and strong demonic energy filled the entire venue. Even the air was dyed with a faint purple color, as if it was invaded by the light of the black flame.

The black flames rotated around the whole body that wrapped Feiying, and could only vaguely see Feiying's shadow through the flames. "Since you want to taste the Black Dragon Wave, let you taste it well."

hold head high!

The flames on Feiying's body were getting higher and higher, and became more and more violent. The dark flames filled the sky, covering the entire venue. "Crack!" A flash of lightning flashed in the dark sky, and the gloomy wind raged, making a scene of doomsday.

On Feiying's right arm, thick black flames gathered and compressed, flashing with dark and dark light. A bright red lightning flashed down from the sky and fell directly on it. "Please take it, flame kill-Black Dragon Wave!"

The violent flames finally burst out, and as they moved forward in the air, they turned into a hideous demon dragon. It was purely pitch black inside and blood-like red outside. The black dragon wave opened its mouth and bravely moved forward, devouring everything.

Evil, unknown!

Destruction, tyranny!

This is the greatest mystery of the evil king's Yankill Fist. Although the flame killing black dragon wave cannot achieve the legendary power when used in the human world, even so, it is still one of the most powerful attacks in this world.

"Oh, it's amazing. Player Qiuyue actually helped his opponent. Player Feiying finally played this powerful skill with the help of Player Qiuyue. What tricks does Player Qiuyue have to block the Black Dragon Wave? Will he just drink hatred? It's so exciting."

Under the ring, Zangma clenched his fists and looked at the stage nervously, "I've become stronger again, Feiying, what an amazing talent, can you defeat him?" Zangma thought silently in his heart.

Sang Yuan, who was standing by, didn't care about these things. He jumped with teeth and clawlessness while roaring loudly: "Ouye, Feiying, come on, defeat Uncle Qiuyue, come on, Black Dragon Bo!"

Everyone was paying attention to the ring, wanting to see how Cheng Yun dealt with such a powerful flame-killing black dragon wave.

In a blink of an eye, the black dragon wave flew not far from Cheng Yun with a fierce flame. The strong wind blew Cheng Yun's long hair high and flew backwards, and his clothes were also rustling.

Finally, Cheng moved. He opened his arms, took the initiative to meet him, embraced the oncoming Yankha Black Dragon Wave.

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar, and no one expected that Cheng Yun would make such an amazing move. This was simply challenging the common sense of monsters. The host shouted excitedly: "It's amazing. Player Qiuyue did not resist at all and took the initiative to invest in the Black Dragon Boat. What was he going to plan? Is there really a magic trick that can defeat such a powerful Black Dragon Boat?"

Zangma was puzzled, "What do he want to do?"

Sanghara was shocked, "Hey, Uncle Qiuyue, don't be overwhelmed. Losing is nothing, don't waste your life for the sake of face."

boom!

Rumble!

In the eyes of the audience, the black dragon burst into pieces in the air, the power of the black dragon wave was completely released, and the hot and domineering black flames in the demon world spread out, cracking the scorching ring, and the scattered air formed a wave-like impact. The monster audience in the stands opened their mouths and were choked by the strong wind.

A ball of black flames was jumping and burning in the air. You could still see Cheng Yun's body twisting in the flames as the flames jumped.

The audience suddenly became silent, everyone held their breath and looked nervously. Only the host's voice sounded: "Player Qiuyue still didn't respond. Could it be that he is dead? What is his situation now? It's so confusing."

The atmosphere became quiet and became more and more depressing. The longer the black flames burned, the more nervous people became. Feiying frowned involuntarily and said to himself: "He has been with such a long time and has not been turned into ashes by the black flames. He is really powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it is useless. The ultimate mystery of the Evil King Yan Killing Fist is invincible."

Feiying remembered the trump card behind him, and immediately felt relieved and waited with peace of mind. His body was tense and he was always alert to everything that might happen.

At this moment, the black flame in the sky finally changed. The tent! The black flame suddenly surged, and its volume increased several times. The skyrocketing volume reminded people of a strong explosion. The deep sense of oppression and crisis revealed on the black flame made people shudder.

Then, the skyrocketing black flames suddenly contracted and began to collapse towards the center. The flames continued to collapse towards the center, and you could clearly see the black flames flowing one by one. Slowly, the flames became thinner and thinner and gradually extinguished.
Chapter completed!