Outside the fire-filled West Corner Forest, the hot air currents swept through the world, and in this world, it seemed that everything was replaced by the boundless sea of fire, and as far as the eye could see, only the tyrannical fire divine power was raging and unrestrained.

This is where the shock is born.

The old man on the other side didn't say a word, but with a smile on his face, he kept the same silence as before Feng Jueyu's inquiry, but he didn't know how to be polite, and shot a series of fireballs.

For a moment, Feng Jueyu really thought that he was wrong, how could someone in this world cultivate the fireball technique so proficiently, seven fireballs in a row, forming a continuous momentum, each of the fireballs was the size of a football, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been unable to believe it.

The fireball technique Feng Jue Yu has also practiced, because of the realm, he is more proficient than Shang Jue, but even so, he can only send out four fireballs at a time, and he can't form a continuous bead momentum, you must know that this spiritual method is to pay attention to the control of divine power to an extremely subtle degree in order to turn decay into magic, compared to this old man, Feng Jue Yu thinks that his fireball technique has not yet been practiced at home.

Seeing the fireball rushing towards him, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think about it anymore, his hands were divided, and two clouds of haze were condensed, and he tightly blocked the range in front of him in a daze, and his water divine power was all based on fog, and when the divine power condensed out, the essence was compressed and turned into a continuous light rain......

The process was very fast, and the wind feather continued to compress the divine power, and the lightning and flint turned into a torrential momentum, and soon a column of water fell from the sky and blasted towards the row of beaded fireballs.

This method has not been used in the past, it is completely because the opponent's fireball attack is too fierce, it is a confrontation method that is realized by a wit, in fact, there is no special martial art, with the help of certain skills and exert a strong power, this is a kind of confrontation in terms of divine power, there is no shortcut at all, that is, Feng Jueyu, relying on the deep divine power reserves, dare to have this move.

Suddenly, the water column collided with the beaded fireball, bursting out into a rumbling thunderous dispute, and the encounter between the water column and the fireball immediately stirred up a large area of water mist, which was blocked by the water pillar, and the beaded fireball suddenly had a tendency to retreat.

However, it was just a fireball, and Feng Jueyu didn't feel that he had the upper hand, and after frantically running the water divine power that was surging with his physical strength, the water column that was sloping down from the sky became a few points thicker again.

At this moment, the second, third, and fourth fireballs came one after another, hitting the previous fireballs one by one, making the fireball technique seem to have turned into a small sun, and its power rose layer by layer.

Feng Jueyu's pupils tightened, knowing that he was not the opponent of this fireball, he hurriedly released all the divine power of water, and took advantage of the moment when the water column blocked the small sun, he jumped over, jumped above the small sun, slapped his palm obliquely, and took advantage of the small sun's castration without adding any more force, and directly pushed the small sun out.

In this process, Feng Jueyu used the method of the Incandescent Vermilion Bird Divine Fist, and between the two flames of fireworks, the small sun finally left the trajectory and smashed into the earth with a bang, leaving a deep pit several meters in diameter.

Just at the first move, Feng Jueyu felt sweat like rain, so he was even more sure that this person's cultivation was not low.

At this moment, the old man on the other side also unexpectedly showed a slightly unbelievable expression, and whispered imperceptibly: "Not bad." Then the sleeve of his right robe was rolled, and the whole person was like a red soldering iron.

Feng Jueyu did not rush to attack, but carefully observed the old man's practice method, his fiery eye Jin Qing was much lower than usual, that was because the old man's cultivation was higher than him, but he also noticed that this old man was actually using the operation route of the Tianren Pulse Method.

In the scripture of the Fireball Technique, it is mainly based on the Earth Yang Vein, and this old man uses the Tianren Vein Method, which is another way.

And this time, he still focused on the Tianren pulse, after the sleeves of his robe were rolled up, he bent his hand and grabbed it, and a big fiery red hand came out of his palm with a bang, and this fiery red hand actually grabbed Xiang Feng Jueyu vividly.

Feng Jueyu just realized the strength of the old man's fire power, so he naturally wouldn't take it hard, and he flashed and let go of the big fiery red hand, but when he was about to attack the old man, he unexpectedly thought that the big fiery red hand circled behind him and grabbed it back, which surprised Feng Jueyu.

"What kind of spiritual method is this?"

The only spiritual method that Feng Jueyu knows that can transform is the Yan Snake Technique, but the Yan Snake Technique cannot be controlled from a distance of tens of nearly 100 meters, but the fiery red hand has a distance of almost two hundred meters from the old man, and the old man just moved his wrist casually, and the fiery red hand unexpectedly sent out a sharp move, which inevitably surprised the Feng Killer.

Besieged by the fiery red big hand, Feng Jue Yu's left foot, full of loopholes, inadvertently fell behind, in fact, it is no wonder, this fiery red big hand is like a master is performing some kind of martial arts, but it is just a palm, no matter how unpredictable it is, if you have not experienced it, the average person is afraid that it will be caught within three moves, which is that Feng Jue Yu dragged a full dozen moves and can still flash and move, but this method of attack is the first time he has seen it, I don't know how to disassemble it.

And when he tried to slap his big red hand away with the Floating Divine Technique, an indescribable burning pain immediately came from the palm of his hand, making him miserable.

Feng Jueyu finally understood, this old man's spiritual magic hand was even more domineering than the Lianzhu fireball just now, if he kept hitting hard, he would never have the upper hand, and he would definitely lose after a long time.

That's the terrible thing about the Sunrise Master.

Feng Jueyu's heart trembled, and at the same time, he was extremely angry, he couldn't help but think about it, his consciousness turned, and a silver three-foot long blade in the Hong Yuan space suddenly attacked, he reached out and took this long blade firmly in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, a cool and even colder chill permeated his whole body, dissipating most of the heat on the body that was burned by the flames.

Feng Jueyu couldn't help but be arrogant, the heavy Xuanshui was really not covered, it was just attached to the arm bone of the Great Sage King, and it was transformed into a long-edged sword, if it had an effect, no wonder he dared to say that with the weapon he possessed, he could fight with the Chongyang master for three hundred rounds without defeat.

Xuanzhong should indeed have such self-confidence.

With the sword of Xuanzhong's possession in his hand, Feng Jueyu's confidence soared, and this time when he saw the arrival of the fiery red hand, he slashed it away without hesitation.

"Poof!"

Water and fire, cold and heat, two divine powers with diametrically opposed attributes met in the air, and suddenly stirred up bursts of white fog and smoke, Feng Jueyu's sword slash was unusually strong, and his sword momentum was so fast, which was not expected by the old man.

And the moment the sword blade and the fiery red hand met, the black-haired old man on the opposite side felt a coldness surging in his palm.

His fiery red hand is actually a kind of intermediate spiritual method, called "Secret Burning Hand", which can use the divine power to transform and release the form to form the hand of the fire divine power, the biggest feature of this spiritual method is that it can not only give full play to the cultivator's own fire divine power, but also be controlled from a distance based on the spirituality of the fire divine power. However, the only bad thing is that the hand of the fire god power released is not completely separated from the physical body, but the flesh and blood are connected with the divine sense.

The old man obviously didn't expect that Feng Jueyu would have such a divine weapon in his hand to defeat the enemy, and that cold chill made the old man's face suddenly change when he was confident in dealing with Feng Jueyu: "What is this, what a terrible cold?"

The old man was finally surprised, he was surprised by the long sword possessed by Xuanzhong, there was a cold aura on that sword that made him deeply jealous, and this cold aura was still above the level of fire god power that he had cultivated, and it was even several steps higher.

The old man was horrified, and hurriedly withdrew the big fiery red hand, that hand was not completely gathered by divine power, and if he was injured, he would not be much better.

But at this time, it was too late for him to retreat, Feng Jueyu gained momentum and his confidence soared, and after his sharp gaze swept the old man's slightly startled pupils, he understood what he wanted to do, so Feng Jueyu walked around him, not approaching the old man, and the three-foot long sword in his hand rolled wildly, leaving the fiery red hand in the moment.

His long sword has always been fast, ruthless, and accurate, but today is obviously not good, so Feng Jueyu relied on many years of experience in using swords, and held the sword flower like an autumn day floating in the sky, and the fiery red hand was tightly enveloped, and his sword momentum together was like an endless river, flowing endlessly.

In fact, at this time, Feng Jue Yu had completely relied on Xuanzhong's ability, and its Origin Spirit erupted to the maximum, and in an instant, I only heard a fluttering light rain on the scene filled with fire energy, which was a dense cloud produced by the evaporation of cold energy by fire energy, and then slowly drifted down from the air.

And this situation is actually temporary.

Just when the old man was shocked, the light rain had already begun to turn into hail, which showed that the cold had completely taken the initiative.

The old man suddenly became angry, and shouted wildly in his heart: "Why is this still playing with life?"

The old man didn't dare to think about it, the rough black hair was raised, and inadvertently, he used ninety percent of his divine power, and the fire exploded again, and the fiery red hand was controlled by the divine sense, and suddenly turned into a huge handprint as long as a meter, and slapped frantically towards the wind and feathers.

But at this time, Feng Jueyu had already taken the initiative, he swung his long sword like a butterfly piercing the flowers, flying around and leaving a large dense sword net, this sword net looked messy, and after a short while, it constituted a Zhou Tian situation, trapping the fiery red hand firmly in it with the momentum of encirclement.

With the cold and cold characteristics of a heavy Xuanshui, Feng Jueyu steadily gained the upper hand from the downwind, and the old man on the opposite side was almost about to scold.

"Damn, it's a mistake for this guy to have such a perverted baby. ”