Xu Huang, the second disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, faced off against a third-generation male disciple who had just entered the Holy Water Hall.
Xu Huang walked up to the center of the Dawu Arena and saw the man coming from the Holy Water Hall. At first glance, he seemed familiar.
Take a closer look, isn't this Yan Hui who rebelled from the Holy Fire Hall a month ago?
Xu Huang frowned, stared at the man in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Yan Hui, you betrayed the Holy Fire Hall because Jianzhong was deposed. Didn't you go to the Holy Pill Hall with a few others?
Why did you come to the holy water hall full of women?"
A sinister look flashed across Yan Hui's face, and a hint of invisible embarrassment flashed across his eyes.
"Which church I go to has nothing to do with you. Anyway, no matter which church I go to, it is better than staying in the Holy Fire Hall where there is nothing!"
When the ten precious long swords in the sword tomb were broken by Yan Xiang, Yan Hui left with his four disciples.
He originally expected to join the Holy Pill Hall, but unfortunately, others had the connections but he didn't. In a embarrassment, after many twists and turns, and finally spending a lot of money, he reluctantly entered the Holy Water Hall.
This time, when he heard that there was going to be a battle between the Holy Water Church and the Holy Fire Church, he was eager to make a contribution and was the first to sign up.
To a certain extent, Yan Hui hated the Holy Fire Church in his heart, and he wanted to give the Holy Fire Church some color.
Xu Huang's face was cold. He never spoke much, but this time when he faced Yan Hui, he couldn't help but frown.
"I am born with fire and water, why can't I enter the Holy Water Hall?" Yan Hui snorted coldly and said, "Stop talking nonsense and accept your fate!"
Today is the best chance for him to regain his face.
Yan Hui holds two swords, a fire sword in his left hand and a water sword in his left hand. The contradictory combination of water and fire inspires huge energy.
Xu Huang moved very quickly, and his moves were steady, and he steadily caught Yan Hui's sword move.
The strength of the two people, when they were in the Holy Fire Hall, was comparable, it was difficult to compete!
"Fire Dragon Slash!"
Yan Hui waved the sword Lingtian in his right hand.
At the same time, the sword in his left hand also flew across the sky: "Water Dragon Slash!"
Two dragon-shaped attacks with completely different attributes, one from the left and one from the right, attacked Xu Huang's body.
Xu Huang jumped up and leaped into the air lightly. Two dragons, one water and one fire, collided fiercely under his feet.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
The entire Dawu Arena was filled with turbulent and thick water vapor, and the vision suddenly became blurred.
Xu Huang's eyes turned cold.
He is extremely strong, has amazing talents in physical arts, and is good at close combat.
Yan Hui was once his fellow disciple, and obviously knew all his weaknesses.
The best way to deal with a melee practitioner is to attack from a distance to prevent him from getting close!
In the hazy water mist, in front of Xu Huang, hot water balls heated by flames were constantly coming towards him.
Yan Hui's figure was well hidden in the thick fog.
Xu Huang is at a disadvantage.
The scalding water balls were becoming more and more numerous and dense, making it impossible to dodge. He had already been attacked in many places on his body.
The scalding water ball was hotter than a fire ball of the same size, scalding the skin on his arms and chest, leaving a large area of bright red blisters.
"Hahaha, come on, you trash of the Holy Fire Hall, let's see how you can get close to me!" Yan Hui's body was hidden in the dense water vapor. He is the absolute master of this space. Xu Huang is like a