Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mo Xingchen held his breath in his heart, but he also knew that going on like this was not an option, but he was waiting for Fantianluo to save someone, so he stopped and glanced at Fantianluo at this moment, and saw Fantianluo smiled at him, Mo Xingchen felt relieved, it seemed that the person He has already been rescued, and he couldn't help being excited again. He didn't expect that his father was rescued in this accident. Thinking of this, he wished to end the game immediately, so that he could go and see his father. , how is dad?

"Since you want to see the strange fire so much, let you see it!" Mo Xingchen's breath shook, and he opened his hand, and a ball of golden-white flame appeared in his hand. The air around him suddenly distorted, and the temperature steadily rising.

"Heavenly fire, it's actually a different fire!" There was another exclamation from the audience.

"Great, I thought Beiming City was going to lose, but luckily I still have a hole card!" The common people in Beiming City seemed relieved.

"Heaven, earth and fire! To be able to get such a rare treasure, this kid is really lucky."

"It's over, will the young master lose?" The people from Moyinmen began to worry.

"Fart, how could the young master lose?". . . . . .

There was a lot of discussion and noise on the field. Obviously, the appearance of Mo Xingchen's strange fire added suspense to the game.

Mo Qianye stepped back a few feet, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling that the temperature of the White Flame King this time seemed to be a little higher than the previous one, and he was surprised. I feel that the strength of the strange fire will not be higher than him, so even though Mo Xingchen has a different fire this time, he is not too worried.

But looking at the feeling that Bai Yanwang gave him this time, it seemed that he was not a little bit stronger. It made him think that Mo Xingchen and Fan Tianluo must have had some adventures in the past three months, or that the refining of He Bo's crystal soul was also different. A benefit of fire.

Thinking of He Bo's nine-star crystal soul, the corners of Mo Qianye's mouth twitched, and his gaze was fierce. Under the firelight, he looked a little ferocious, which made him feel violent, and wanted to hit Mo Xingchen severely, so that he wouldn't think it was done. Yihuo can defeat himself, the young master of the Demon Shadow Sect.

With a wave of Mo Xingchen's arm, Bai Yanwang spiritually turned into a long fire dragon wrapping around his arm, and uttered a deep roar at Mo Qianye who was opposite him.

Mo Qianye snorted coldly, and a pair of fair and slender palms suddenly drew a circle in front of him. This circle was not a khaki circle of light, but a circle of light formed by black mist, from which an evil spirit emanated.

This is the first time that Mo Qianye has officially used the Dark Demon Dafa, and Fan Tianluo on the rostrum clenched her fists nervously. She can feel Mo Qianye's aura throbbing due to the formation of the black mist from such a distance. festival high.

Soon, his aura was on the same level as that of Mo Xingchen who possessed the White Flame King.

"This guy's demon magic is really powerful, let me meet him first!" Bai Yanwang's cold snort sounded in Mo Xingchen's mind, and after he finished speaking, he saw the fire dragon flying towards Mo Qianye's black fog circle like a living thing go.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and a group of intense golden-white flames sprayed out towards the black mist with a trembling temperature.

Mo Qianye's whole body was covered in the khaki battle armor. Pushing forward with both hands, the black fog circle greeted the White Flame King without hesitation.

The sound of "squeak" suddenly resounded through the audience, making everyone feel too harsh.