Chapter 1322 Just Warm Up

Ying Yan is different from Zhaohua. He is a violent mage, but he is similar to Mo Fan, which is violent. And they are both gangsters playing style. If you don’t defend, you will even give the opponent a desperate fight.

This most direct sweep is without any skills. It is the most ordinary one, but it has absolute power, power, domineering, and destruction. This is Ying Yan's magic, has an immortal body, and uses the most irritating power to kill the opponent.

Ying Yan, who possesses the flames of the immortal bird and is almost immortal, swept across the war in his hand, carrying infinite flames.

"What a violent way of playing."

Faced with such a sword, the old Taoist priest Xuanyuan Long in Huashan also praised, from the traditional magic to the simple and direct attack, it was very skillful and simple.

Facing the sweeping sea of ​​immortal birds swept across the sea of ​​fire and bombing on a large scale, Zhaohua did not choose to hide.

"The Wind Elf Domain-Twelve Wings-Storm Thousand Blades."

A wind-type star palace was quickly formed behind Zhaohua, and the twelve wings behind him instantly became huge under the reflection of the star palace. The super-level first-level wind-type magic is the Monowind Thousand Blade - Qianye Wind Blade.

Zhaohua combines the Wind Elf Domain of the Little Wind Silk, combining the Wind Elf magic Storm Sword and the Super-level Wind Magic to form the Storm Thousand Blades.

The storm faces the sea of ​​fire, and the flames of the immortal bird surge in the storm, like a huge mouth to devour Zhaohua. The storm summoned by Zhaohua flew out a pair of wind swords, and the wind sword turned into a tornado and strangled the immortal bird.

The two forces are unyielding.

A clang-collision sounded, Zhaohua's two swords crossed, and he collided with Ying Yan's flame war, boom!!! Two energy storms shook the entire Huashan Mountain, and the forests and trees on Huashan Mountain were blown to the point of falling. The disciples of the Five Yue Yue had to grab the things around him to avoid being blown away by the energy storm.

The golden fire and the green wind are clearly distinguished. The collision between the sword and the two swords is splashing, and the sparks are splashing. People who don’t know the truth in the distance will be terrifying and strange. How could there be a volcanic eruption in Mount Hua? The sound waves of the collision of the two hit the Wuyue Mountains and set off a shocking storm.

Dong, Dong, Dong, after a moment, the two of them disappeared and were both shocked by the other party's power. Zhaohua and Ying Yan were both shocked by the other party's extremely powerful force and retreated ten meters. They relied on the winged demon tools and wind-type magic to stabilize their bodies!

Xixi!

Xiao Fengcan stood on Zhaohua's shoulder and grabbed Zhaohua's collar and was almost blown away.

Mo Fan merged with Xiao Yan Ji, but Xiao Feng Silkworm has a physical body. It is an elf and has a body so it cannot be possessed. Therefore, Zhaohua and Xiao Feng Silkworm have always cooperated with each other!

Zhaohua does not know how to integrate magic, but mages who major in summoning know how to cooperate, that is, combine magic.

After Xiao Fengcan stood firm, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. Zhaohua was also shocked. Zhaohua cooperated with Xiao Fengcan and others to fight. Although Xiao Fengcan was still the monarch, he was almost the Great Monarch. With the first-class super-level third-level self, the strength of this combination is absolutely powerful.

If he had fought head-on one-on-one, Zhaohua had never been afraid of anyone, because as a summoner, he would fight more and less. But today he not only did not defeat Ying Yan directly, but was defeated by Ying Yan.

"Come again!"

Zhaohua did not retreat. At this time, he turned his head and arm and threw out the two swords in his hand. The storm swords on both sides turned into green streams of light and shot towards Ying Yan.

Ying Yan held the war sword in reverse and thrust one sword. The immortal bird flame war sword in Ying Yan's hand was like a long whip, and it blew away Zhaohua's flying sword attacks.

In this moment, when the war gods drew, Zhao Hua had already arrived in front of him. Zhao Hua turned around and in the flash, Zhao Hua pulled his ten fingers, and the wind silk on his finger pulled the knocked-off two swords. The two bangs of wind swords flew into Zhao Hua's hand as if they were conscious.

Zhaohua took advantage of the moment when Ying Yan counterattacked and approached at high speed, turned his body, and swung his two swords in his hand to bypass the position of the Immortal Battle.

Two sword lights swept across, and one sword cut through Ying Yan's throat and one sword cut through Ying Yan's body.

However, Ying Yan was not afraid, but instead advanced. The wound cut by Zhaohua's Storm Sword did not gush out, but instead, golden flames gushed out, and the wound was stitched to the naked eye.

Ying Yan put his heart straight, let out a long roar, and the immortal bird in his hand was stinging with a sword.

The gun is like a dragon, and the sword is like thunder.

With a loud bang, although Zhaohua used the twelve wings to wrap his whole body in time and crossed his swords to withstand Ying Yan's sword, the terrifying flame explosion exploded Zhaohua's entire body, like falling stars, hitting heavily on the ground of the ancient battle platform of Mount Huashan.

Another big hole was smashed.

This ancient battle platform in Huashan has endured an attack that it should not have withstood at its age, and he has been smashed into two big pits.

As the mud and stones flew, Zhaohua was supported by a series of lavender-colored roots and branches, and floated Zhaohua out of the pit.

At this time, Zhaohua looked like an emperor sitting on the throne composed of sky-crowned purple linden tree seedlings, guarded by thousands of trees and served as his most solid backing.

Zhaohua stood above the golden flames, and Zhaohua stood in the sea of ​​lilac trees.

Ying Yan looked at Zhaohua and sighed sadly, "I think after eight years of hard practice in the demon area and having all the resources of the Ying family, it is difficult for anyone in the top level to surpass me. When you see you today, you are still the same monster."

When Zhaohua heard this, he couldn't help but smile, shook his head slightly and said, "Don't make trouble. You can recover instantly by being cut by someone's throat and broken heart. In this world, only Ye Xinxia, ​​who has a soul, has such recovery ability. He has soul, you monster."

At this time, all the mages who were far away could not help but remain silent. Whether it was Zhaohua's speed and strength, Ying Yan's immortal body and violent battles, this could be said to be the best in the world. Among the super-level mages, these two people could already walk sideways.

The other super-level mages are not even qualified to meet them.

These two people are truly mage monsters who can fight against demons of the same level alone. The mages themselves can only fight against the great monarch. Now they are afraid that ordinary great monarchs are not their opponents.

When they reach the top, they can even fight against the Supreme Monarch alone or even kill!

This is simply incredible and I can't believe it at all.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, because for the two of them just now it was just a warm-up exercise, and the real battle was about to begin now.

Many people couldn't help but expect whether Ying Yan, who has an immortal body, is stronger or Zhao Hua, who has many summoned beasts, is even stronger.
Chapter completed!