Unfortunately, Qin Shiming didn't care about Yang Fan at all, but rushed to Xia Houfeng, and Zhou Tian waved.
"Xiao Qin, come on!"
"Lao Qin, kill him, brother will always support you!"
Xia Houfeng is more unrestrained than Zhou Tian. Since Qin Shiming entered the Longmen, Xia Houfeng has lived the most comfortable and most happy life.
Young people should be as bloody and vigorous as Qin Shiming!
Life and death are light, do not accept it!
This battle was Qin Shiming's fighting, but the blood in Xia Houfeng's body caused the blood.
"good."
Qin Shiming nodded slightly, and then slowly went to the ring.
Yang Fan saw this scene, his nose was crooked.
Dogs, do you do n’t know how to respect the predecessors? Do n’t you know respect and respect this first master?
"Qin Shiming, you are indeed a bit capable, but it is really annoying."
With a deep breath, Yang Fan adjusted his emotional state, his eyes narrowed slightly, a gray robe was automatic, and the first master's aura was directly filled!
"Don't force, speak with your fist."
Qin Shiming shook his head slightly, he didn't like to beep.
"Then you go to death!"
Yang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, and people had not rushed to Qin Shiming. They dumped their right hands, and a ball of blue flames had already smashed.
"Can you play the fire?"
Qin Shiming's nostrils "snoring" emerged with an air -conditioned child.
"Bang!"
The flame collided, just like the New Year's fireworks, not only beautiful, but also very dangerous!
Without a hit, Yang Fan bullied his body, his double palms were completely wrapped by the flame, and the palms were continuously shot in a row.
"The first master of the yellow class is really something."
Qin Shiming was secretly shocked and had to admit that Yang Fan's fire control technique was much clever than himself, but would there be a bird for control? Is it a chef?
Rubbish!
Qin Shiming murmured under his feet.
hide?
impossible!
Contrary to Yang Fan, Qin Shiming doesn't play the fire, and play directly!
Shuangquan was completely wrapped in ice, and Yang Fan's flame palm was on!
"Bang Bang!"
The deafening explosion sounded one after another, and the dust was fluttered on the ring, and the two figures quickly retreated in the air.
"!"
Qin Shiming took a step back ten steps, but Yang Fan took only three steps, but Yang Fan's face was more ugly than Qin Shiming.
Among the yellow class, someone could repel him, which was amazing.
"Qin Shiming, you really have a little door, no wonder you can easily defeat Wang Zhaowu's waste."
This time, Yang Fan did not say stereotypes, while talking, he rolled up his sleeves, and he was going to be qualified.
"..."
Wang Zhaowu in the audience originally wanted to cheer Yang Fan. When he heard this, he was ashamed that he really wanted to find a ground seam drill in.
"You all said, that's a waste, can't a waste solve, and a fart?"
Qin Shiming made a knife and stood directly on Wang Zhaowu's heart nest.
"..."
Wang Zhaowu and everyone were really heard, and even some people didn't hold it, and made a laugh.
"You, not much better than waste."
Yang Fan took a deep breath, "Let you see your knowledge today, what is called a fire control master and what is called a master!"
The words fell, Yang Fan moved.
Both palms are opposite, the flames appear out of thin air, and the flames turn around, around Yang Fan, the whole person seems to be bathing in the fire, the temperature suddenly rises, and the face hurts.
"Don't you still control water and ice? How much water can you pour my anger?"
Yang Fan laughed and rushed to Qin Shiming, like a fire dragon rushed to Qin Shiming.
"Do you have to use water, do you have to use water?"
Qin Shiming also laughed.
"Shuanglong goes to the sea!"
Longquan.
This is his improved boxing method. With the pace of ghost charm, Qin Shiming's fists are densely like rain, and the major pensions on Yang Fan will be punching.
It's not as strong as Yang Fan, and he is not skilled in the technique of controlling fire.
However, Qin Shiming has rich combat experience and faster speed.
Yang Fan's control of fire is powerful. He is full of energy and has enough strength, but if Yang Fan is seriously injured and his strength is weak, how can he play the fire? How can he control the fire?
Yang Fan's complexion was slightly changed. Although his flame was powerful, he also suffered a few punch in Qin Shiming. The flame light was a lot weaker than before. The most terrible thing was that he could not cause effective harm to Qin Shiming!
It's too slippery, like loach.
"Dragon Roar!"
"Flying Dragon is in the sky!"
Qin Shiming drank again and again.
"Get Lao Tzu!"
Yang Fan burst into drinking, and the violent gas instantly detonated all the fireballs.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the scene was suddenly silent. Everyone stared at the ring, motionless, and his heart followed his throat.
"Keke ..."
Yang Fan coughing loudly, and as the smoke spread, Yang Fan was exposed first.
However, Yang Fan was as arrogant as before at this moment, and even his back could not be straight. While the flame burst brought Qin Shiming's huge lethality, it also caused Yang Fan to hurt.
Originally, a smart robe was broken, and at this moment there were holes, like beggars.
"hiss!"
From time to time, there was a surprise in the crowd. I am afraid that before this war, no one could think of Qin Shiming to force Yang Fan to this point!
Even if you lose, who dares to look down on Qin Shiming?
"Lao Qin, Lao Qin, it's okay ..."
The dust spread, and Qin Shiming's figure gradually exposed, but Qin Shiming was much worse than Yang Fan.
The upper body clothes are gone, the arms, chest, and even the face are hot flames, the flesh is blurred, and even close to it. I can smell a taste of a meat.
Xia Houfeng's eyes were red, exclaimed.
"Xiao Qin ..."
Zhou Tian also moved. Before, Yang Fan's flame would still explode, and its damage was even much larger than the mortar.
The first master of the yellow class, the name is vivid.
"It's okay, can't die."
With a grin, Qin Shiming was full of blood, but he slowly straightened his body, like a hungry wolf, staring at Yang Fan.
"You are really strong."
"You're pretty good, you can force me to make this trick, you are the first."
Yang Fan didn't hate Qin Shiming as much as before, because the strong will only respect the strong, "However, this can not change the fact that you are defeated, you can clean up and leave the Longmen."
"You lose ..."
"Did I admit defeat?"
Qin Shiming interrupted: "I'm still standing."
"You are looking for death!"
Yang Fan twisted his eyebrows slightly. Although he was also injured, he had to clean up Qin Shiming at the end of the crossbow. There was no pressure and moved his fingers.
"Who lost and win, I don’t know yet."
"There is a kind, you kill me! Can't die, I will kill you!"
Qin Shiming grinned, a row of Morima teeth, at this moment, it looks extraordinarily weird.