Eight hundred and fortieth chapters Nanming from the fire
"Good means."
Yang Lin stared at Chen Ling with an ugly expression.
After two moves, she didn't take advantage at all, and was even obviously suppressed.
How could this guy be so strong?
"Are you still going on?" Chen Ling was extremely calm.
Once they played against each other, he had a general understanding of Yang Lin's strength.
Although not weak, he has the confidence to suppress it steadily.
Immortal power alone is enough as a trump card.
Yang Lin is still a little worse than Yun Luo.
Yang Lin's expression changed drastically, and a flash of anger flashed through her cold and beautiful eyes.
How dare this guy look down on me?
"Continue." She bit her lip and raised her hand to wave, wisps of red flames emerging around her body.
The flames blended and rolled, and an extremely frightening blazing power surged out. The air was distorted, and the terrifying high temperature made the world instantly resemble a furnace.
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, the woman seemed angry.
He smiled coldly, and before the latter could finish, he dodged and shot out.
"Damn."
Seeing this scene, Yang Lin's beautiful eyes shrank, and while she gritted her teeth and cursed secretly, her hands moved very fast, and the fused flames suddenly exploded.
Phew!
The piercing shriek pierced people's hearts, the heaven and earth shook, and as the flames exploded, dozens of lines of fire shot out, tearing through the sky, and instantly transformed the little Suzaku bird.
Dozens of little Suzaku birds, even though they are petite, each exudes an extremely terrifying aura of destruction.
"Facing Yang Lin, I will have a headache for a long time." Yun Luo looked at this scene and suddenly said with a joking smile.
Huang Qianqiu frowned, with a sneer on his lips, and said lightly: "Brother Yun, I am no match for Chen Ling."
"What?"
Yun Luo suddenly looked at Huang Qianqiu, in disbelief.
Huang Qianqiu laughed and said nothing.
Yun Luo stared at Chen Ling and his expression changed.
Dozens of redbirds flew over. Chen Ling's expression remained unchanged, but the pressure in his heart doubled.
Return of blood.
With a thought, his bloodline exploded.
His aura suddenly surged, as strong as a beast and as fierce as a knife.
His whole body was like a big knife tearing through the air, heading straight towards the Suzaku bird.
Chen Ling's eyes were fixed, enveloped by the power of his will.
Each divine pattern is condensed into one thought.
Swish!
He suddenly seemed like a ghost, swaying among the redbirds.
Bang bang~~~
The piercing explosion made the arrogant look on Yang Lin's face instantly stiffen.
"How is that possible?"
Two rough giant fists, with the power of tearing through bamboo, violently smashed the little Suzaku birds to pieces.
The body is like a ghost, one punch breaks one, and the other one attacks, but it is already 'bombed' by Chen Ling's fist.
Less than ten breaths.
The red fire was raging all over the sky. Chen Ling's black clothes were covered with a faint shimmer, and he walked out of the red fire unharmed.
He smiled strangely and said: "Miss Yang, you can also take my move."
Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared from where he was.
As if facing a formidable enemy, Yang Lin suddenly opened her mouth and let out a scream. Her eyes instantly turned fiery red, and her whole body immediately ignited with coquettish red fire, wrapping it inside.
Click!
The space shattered, and a giant fist suddenly appeared from above Yang Lin's head, piercing the space like a god descending into the world.
Yang Lin seemed to have expected it. With a stack of slender jade hands, the majestic red fire condensed and turned into a huge red firebird that flew out.
The firebird was huge and lifelike, with terrifying flames burning all over its body. It opened its sharp beak, the space was directly pecked, and blazing flames spurted out.
"Try the taste of Nanminglihuo."
Yang Lin kept her clothes on as she stared at Chen Ling coldly and sneered.
That Suzaku was not like the previous Suzaku, and the fire was not an ordinary fire.
Nanming Lihuo, the Suzaku Fire, is one of the highest flames in the world and can be burned without dying.
boom!
Chen Ling punched into the fire.
The violent power exploded the fire wave, but more flames immediately enveloped it.
The blazing power directly burned away the power contained in his punch, and his true energy was trembling faintly.
"Nan Ming Li Huo?"
Chen Ling's eyes were grim, and his fist suddenly opened and he grabbed the flame.
"Swallow."
boom!
A vortex burst out from his palm, and all the torrential flames were absorbed into the vortex.
The vortex vibrated violently, and its surface was covered with a layer of red halo. As Suzaku continued to spit out flames, the vortex seemed to be unable to hold up.
Chen Ling pushed horizontally with both palms.
The whirlpool suddenly rushed towards Suzaku.
Phew!
The red bird screamed, its wings fluttered, and it flew away.
Chen Ling suddenly stepped back.
Seeing this scene, Yang Lin suddenly had a bad feeling.
Her expression changed and she backed away without hesitation.
"burst."
Boom!
The whirlpool suddenly exploded, and endless golden waves mixed with Nanming Lihuo swept across all directions. The Suzaku screamed incessantly, and finally collapsed in the wail.
puff!
Yang Lin steadied herself, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, her lips were red, and her pale face was tempting to commit crime.
"Chen Ling."
She stared at Chen Ling with an angry chill in her eyes.
Chen Ling suddenly spread his hands, and a ball of red fire was entrenched in his palms.
"You..." Yang Lin was shocked.
Even Yun Luo couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"This flame is so powerful. It's a pity that I couldn't get more." Chen Ling's eyes flashed and he looked at Yang Lin teasingly. Then he turned his palm and enveloped it with divine patterns, and then disappeared into her body.
"Thank you."
Yang Lin was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
That was Nanming Lihuo, and he actually controlled it.
"Continue?" Before the end, Chen Ling asked again.
Yang Lin was trembling all over, wishing she could burn Chen Ling.
She suppressed the murderous intention in her heart and gritted her teeth and said: "I admit defeat."
"hehe."
Chen Ling smiled, and seeing Yang Lin's uncomfortable look, her heart became much happier.
Chen Ling turned around and walked towards Huang Qianqiu.
"I didn't expect Brother Chen to be so powerful that he could defeat Huang Qianqiu. As a human saint, he is an underachiever." Yun Luo looked at Chen Ling, glanced at the waist of Chen Ling's black clothes, and couldn't help laughing.
A faint fluctuation flashed across Huang Qianqiu's face.
"If Brother Yun had seen my fight with Qianqiu, he wouldn't have said that." Chen Ling said.
Yun Luo's face darkened slightly.
The profound meaning of this sentence is, if you don’t know, don’t compare.
"The exchange is almost over, I think we should go. You two are guests from afar, so you should rest more." Chen Ling looked at Huang Qianqiu and Yun Luo respectively.
"That's fine." Huang Qianqiu nodded. Chen Ling's counterattack made him feel happy yet gloomy.
"Mr. Chen, you will regret it." Yang Lin said coldly before leaving.
Chen Ling shook his head and chuckled.
Huang Qianqiu frowned slightly, feeling doubtful but suppressed.
…
"That guy refused?" Tian Tian Yunluo said lightly.
"I don't know what's good or bad." Yang Lin was furious.
"Haha, I still underestimated him. Even Huang Qianqiu was defeated by this beast. This Chen Ling's qualifications are extraordinary." Yun Luo narrowed his eyes, with alarm in his heart.
Yang Lin snorted but said nothing.
He has a deep understanding of Chen Ling's strength and is very strong.
"However, the main purpose of coming here this time is to meet the descendant of Chen Feng. It did not disappoint, but far exceeded expectations." Yun Luo said with a smile.
"Let the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan get him, and I'm afraid they will have the upper hand." Yang Lin said worriedly.
"A chance to take the lead?" Yun Luo said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Entering the Holy Tomb is not that simple. With so many forces, do the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan dare to offend the public?"
"If Chen Feng is not dead... I'm afraid..." Yun Luo murmured, his face suddenly turned serious.
"Chen Feng is not dead..." Yang Lin suddenly felt horrified. (To be continued)