"Light rain...... You?!" Ye Fan and Lu Qingyu's ice-blue eyes looked at each other at hand, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

Has Taiyin completely controlled her?

The clothes are fluttering, the cold is pressing, and the daughter with a trace of blue hair like the sea blooms with deep mystery and horror, Lu Qingyu's whole temperament is similar to before, and the murderous aura overflows, making people wonder how much her strength has swelled.

The girl in front of him was already unrecognizable, and only endless strangeness remained.

A cold wind blew from nowhere, Lu Qingyu's eyes suddenly glowed, and he raised his palm and slapped it at Ye Fan abruptly!

In a hurry, Ye Fan slapped a straight palm, and this palm only used three or four percent of his strength.

In the next moment, the palms of the two were intertwined on a plane, rippling a silver-white indigo blue intertwined arc, and the ripples spread in circles, sprinkling blurry stars.

Although the energy of this palm is extremely strong, in Ye Fan's eyes, Lu Qingyu's movements are extremely slow, even if Taiyin can control her body, it is difficult to adapt to the human body in a short period of time, and make the technical movements and reaction speed that a master should have.

This is the opportunity! Let Lu Qingyu regain the dominant position!

After touching each other's palms, Ye Fan did not hesitate to hold her palm, and his fingers were interlocked!

The gloomy glint in Lu Qingyu's eyes was retracted, and another palm hit him in no order!

Disheveled!

This attack was obviously stronger and more ruthless than the first palm, fortunately, Ye Fan was also mentally prepared, turned his palm into softness, skillfully unloaded part of the force, and clasped Lu Qingyu's left hand again.

Two people, at this moment, their fingers are interlocked, and they face each other as if they are wrestling.

Patches of frost condensed around Lu Qingyu's body, and the cold qi immediately rushed towards Ye Fan's face, like thousands of blades stabbing straight ahead, and it was extremely cold. Her hands also began to freeze, and her crystal clear skin could almost see her finger bones, as if she had become an iceman!

This is Taiyin resisting stubbornly in the corner, Ye Fan's eyes are full of anger, a ball of true qi instantly spreads from the dantian to his arms, and then his heart moves at will, the samadhi true fire is blazing, and both arms are shrouded in flames!

The clothes on the upper body instantly turned to ashes in the heat, and the flames blocked the extreme cold, and counterattacked the opponent.

One is ice, the other is fire, with their hands as the dividing line, a wonder of ice and fire was born!

Lu Qingyu's body was gradually covered with a layer of light blue light, and on her spine, a blue light bloomed, and it turned into a piece of hard Xuanbing battle armor like a substance, starting from her back, like a tree that has taken root and sprouted, and quickly expanded, enveloping her whole body, revealing only a pair of ice-blue inhuman eyes!

Ye Fan's hands and arms went to the dantian, and the two fire dragons burned wantonly, competing with the extreme cold in Lu Qingyu's body.

The surging Samadhi True Fire is enough to refine any cultivation realm material, but it can't refine the terrifying cold qi condensed by this Taiyin!

Two people, four hands, intertwined with red flames and frost, crackling like a **explosion.

Song Xiaoren and the others, who were hiding under the eaves of the courtyard, looked at this terrifying scene in horror, and they all opened their mouths and were speechless.

An iceman, a fire man, this is simply contrary to common sense, not like the scene that should be in the world.

Long Canghai stared at the two old eyes, his face was full of shock, he not only underestimated Ye Fan's strength, but also underestimated the fierce and evil of Taiyin, and now he wants to seek justice for his little sister Long Xuemei, I am afraid it is impossible.

Extremely cold, high temperature, water and fire are incompatible, the two figures are covered with mysterious colors in the terrifying confrontation, Lu Qingyu is like the goddess of frost descending on the mortal world, and Ye Fan is more like the mythical god of fire!

What the two sides are competing for is a kind of incomparably pure source power, and perhaps only in this way can the winner be distinguished. After all, Taiyin is just something similar to a spirit body, not a human being.

Ye Fan clasped Lu Qingyu's hands, and the red bricks under his feet turned into pieces of powder in the high temperature and extreme cold and freezing!

The layer of air between the two, I don't know how many sparks and ice chips burst, intertwined into a magnificent light curtain, repeatedly advancing towards each other, eliminating the other's strengths, and starting a tug-of-war.

I don't know how many rounds it lasted, the Samadhi True Fire finally spread to Lu Qingyu's arm, Ye Fan was overjoyed, and he urged the True Qi in one go, and the sea of fire that rose up in an instant immediately surrounded Lu Qingyu in flames!

Sizzling white smoke rose from her body! The ice-blue armor on her skin faded like a tide, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye!

The Samadhi True Fire chased these fragmented ice qi with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, gradually narrowing the encirclement, and gradually condensed on Lu Qingyu's forehead, a dazzling cold light flashed, and in the center of the girl's forehead, a little light blade was printed, and her skin burst out in an instant!

"Want to run?" Ye Fan had already squinted his eyes, waiting for Taiyin to be caught, at this time, he made a decisive move, clamped this cold mang, raised his hand to grab it, took the iron box, snapped it on, pinched it in his hand, and picked up Lu Qingyu, who was about to fall to the ground, with the other hand, and took it into his arms.

A thrilling battle is finally over!

Lu Qingyu was already in a coma, fortunately, she still had a heartbeat, and the whole person gradually returned to normal, the only thing that couldn't be changed back was the green silk, which was biased towards light blue, as if it had been dyed.

"I want to heal her!" Ye Fan picked up Lu Qingyu, grabbed the iron box, and rushed into the ancestral hall.

Song Xiaoren watched him sweep away the fruit snacks on the table, opened his mouth, and didn't dare to say half a word.

Turning his head to look at the dilapidated scene in the courtyard, Song Xiaoren regretted it in his heart, I'm afraid this matter is not over yet, Long Canghai was seriously injured, the girl's life and death were uncertain, what the ending would be, he didn't dare to think about it at all......

"Grandpa, do you want to call a doctor...... Treat Uncle Shi's injuries?" Song Chuyu reminded him softly, no matter what, he must always deal with the aftermath!

Glancing at the dragon king sitting cross-legged at the base of the wall, Song Xiaoren thought for a while, waved his hand and walked towards the door, "No need, if the doctor is useful, why wait until today, let's go out first and then discuss!"

Whether it is the Dragon King or Ye Fan, if mortals interfere in the grievances between these two people, it is asking for their own hardships, or leave it to them to solve it themselves.

At this moment, Song Xiaoren saw Ye Fan's heavenly skills with his own eyes, and when he thought of what he said before, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while, if someone in the Song family really committed something evil and offended this young man, it would really be self-defeating. Taiyin has been subdued, and the most important thing at the moment is to ask someone to check the bottom of those children and grandchildren, and see if they have poked out of the basket......