Carefree Master in City

"Huang Mao, you dare to stop me“ Yan Ming was furious. His strength suddenly soared. Tie Shu pressed down hard. The young man of Shengguang clan couldn't resist and fell to his knees.

"What kind of Shengguang people, not Shengguang people, are just animals born of a group of waste people who were driven out in those years. How dare they claim to be authentic“ Yanming's strength increased by one point, which made the young man's muscles soar.

But the young man was also thoroughly angered by these words. Suddenly, a flame burst out from his long knife, and the flame swallowed Yanming like a snake.

Yanming knew that the fire was not simple, so he immediately took away the iron. In this way, the young man turned over, raised the long knife, controlled the fire, and launched a counterattack one by one.

This young man, also surnamed Yan, was an exile of the Shengyan clan. His name is Yanchi, who is now the little Lord of the Shengguang clan.

It's not easy to be able to be civil and martial. It's highly valued by all parties. This time I know that the first warrior of the holy flame clan is in Fanchang city. He led more than 40 people to come here in person.

Yan Chi's Sabre spread out, and the flame broke out around his long Sabre like a totem. The flame was red, red as glow, red as blood. In the middle of the night, it was particularly dazzling.

"You're not allowed to do it. I'll see how many Jin and how many Liang Yan Ming, who is called the first warrior of the holy flame clan, has“

Dangdangdang!!!

When weapons collide with each other, Yan Chi is a little weaker in terms of strength. However, because his weapons are covered with flames, Yan Ming has no advantage. Every time he contacts his opponent's weapons, the hot energy will also make the iron in his hand hot like hot molten iron, which makes his palm smoke.

The people of Jinwu nationality looked at it with great interest and didn't mean to intervene for the time being.

As Yanming and Yanchi fight too many times, Yanming's iron spear is also red. His palm was getting hotter and hotter.

Yan Ming pulled off his fur and clothes, and wrapped the iron. In this way, he could barely block some heat from being transferred to his hands.

Five meter long tie Shuo, dancing like the wind, under his fierce attack, the exquisite move, after all, let Yan Chi unable to resist.

"Crack“

Iron long air attack, hard a hit down, will flame late in the hand of the long knife unexpectedly to break. Iron Shuo more potential does not reduce, mercilessly hit on the shoulder of flame late, immediately flesh and blood.

Yan Ming's hand shakes and he wants to sweep. If tie Shu sweeps again, he will cut off the head on Yan Chi's shoulder.

Just at this time, a man of the Jinwu nationality took out his hand. A spear came out of his hand, which was also on Yanchi's shoulder. Suddenly, his strength broke out and Yanming's iron Shuo was carried away.

"It's worthy of being the first warrior of the holy flame clan. Without the holy flame stone, it's still so fierce. If there were holy flame stone, few people here today would be your opponents“ The speaker was in his thirties. He didn't mean to look down on Yanming.

Yanming is the son of the generals of the Shengyan clan. His ancestors were the first warrior of the Shengyan clan, and then his grandfather's generation, who was also the first warrior. In his father's generation, his name was a little weaker, but in his generation, he rose again. However, even though he was called the first warrior of the Shengyan clan, there was still a gap between him and the first warrior of other races.

The gap between them is not skill, but sacred flame stone.

The biggest reliance of the holy flame clan is the holy flame stone, which is blessed by the God of flame and has strong flame energy. Once excited, it will generate a golden flame.

Once upon a time, there was a saying in the burning world: "at the foot of Shengyan lake and Shengshan mountain, the Golden Phoenix shakes Jiuzhou“

That is to say, the power of the holy flame clan. At that time, the holy flame clan was worthy of the first place in the world of Yan, and attracted the attention of the world. Unfortunately, perhaps it is because of the extreme, or because the wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it, the Sheng Yan Clan is inferior to each other from generation to generation. Up to now, everyone can be bullied.

They are far away from their homes and are chased around like drowning dogs. Even though they are dissatisfied, they still have nothing to do.

”Cut the crap“ Yanming iron Shuo a shrink a stab, rushed to the Jinwu man.

The man of the Jinwu nationality didn't tell him anything about morality and justice. He suddenly said, "together, kill these people, and there will be no hope for the rise of the holy flame clan“

"Kill“

The group of people rose up, each hand, among them there is a sacrifice, read the Sanskrit, a flame suddenly formed in the sky, dragon and tiger occupied.

Seventy or eighty people, including more than ten worshippers, cast the magic together, and the fire rain fell down in a flash.

The blazing heat caused the people of the holy flame tribe to flee everywhere, and some people waved their weapons to stop the fire rain, but the temperature of the fire was too high. Even if there was a weapon to resist, the weapon would conduct heat. When it was hot, the palm of the hand would feel numb, and the weapon would choke to the ground.

Yanming rushes back to his camp. The five meter long iron shield is turned into a whirlwind by him, blocking the rain of fire falling from the sky.

Ho ho ho ho!!!

Although his strength was fierce, he could not resist the torrential rain like fire, especially the high temperature of the fire. In the crowd, many holy flame people were covered with fire and kept rolling on the ground. Even Yanming's hands were entangled by the fire.

The Jinwu and Shengguang people surrounded them in this way. The sacrifice and the samurai chanted the strange mantra together, forming a fire rain pouring down.

In the twinkling of an eye, most of the people of the holy flame clan were burned to death.

Under Yanming's hard support, he protected more than ten people and was still struggling.

"Ha ha, is it meaningful to resist like this? It's better to give up resistance and die happily. The holy flame clan is exhausted. Don't make unnecessary resistance any more“ The man of Jinwu nationality said, and a huge flame was released from his hand, which turned into a ball of light and spurted to Yanming.

Yan Ming held up the iron shield in both hands to stop the fire rain. When he saw the fireball coming, his right foot kicked hard on the ground, shoveled up a burst of sand and hit the fireball.

Bang~~

Sand and fireball impact, burst out, all Mars son, stained in the flame Ming body, the flame burned up.

"Ah..." Yan Ming roared, and there was a fire on him, which meant that all of them would die here today.

However, at this time, the sky, I do not know how, suddenly gathered a group of dark clouds, those dark clouds together, lightning and thunder, said it rained.

What a timely rain!

The rain, falling from the sky, extinguished the fire in an instant, and also extinguished the flames on Yanming and others.

It's just that this shower is very strange, because the area of the shower is very small, just within 200 meters of the gate.

"What's the matter? it's raining? In the mainland of Yanjie, it's hard to rain once a year. Why does it rain all of a sudden“

The sudden rain surprised everyone.

"The rain only falls on such a small area. Is it the fate of the holy flame clan“

Some wonder, some wonder.

Some people, with sharp eyes, suddenly found that on the eaves at the top of the gate of Fanchang City, there was a man with his hands on his forehead. A faint blue light was emitting on his forehead, and then went straight into the dark clouds.

It seems that the rain is called by him.

"Where is sacred“ When the man of Jinwu nationality saw the strange man, together with a sacrificial priest, he suddenly sent out a fire snake. The fire snake was huge, as thick as a bucket. He opened his vicious mouth and rushed to the man on the roof.

Unexpectedly, the man on the roof suddenly disappeared when the fire snake rushed away.

The crowd was puzzled. They thought it was an illusion. But at this moment, someone called out, "there he is“

Someone pointed to the mysterious man. No, it should be two, a man and a woman. They disappeared before, but when they reappeared, they were already with the wounded of the flame.

Calling the wind and calling the rain, the sacrifice of all ethnic groups also has such ability, but it needs a lot of sacrifice together, and sometimes it may not be successful.

But in front of this mysterious person, only with the strength of a single person, called a timely rain. This shocked all the people present. At the same time, they also wondered who this person was, where he came from and why he had black hair.

The rain stopped. After the mysterious man didn't cast the spell, the rain stopped.

Shengguang and Jinwu people recite incantations silently, and fire lights hover over them, ready for another fire rain at any time.

By the light of the fire, someone suddenly recognized that the two mysterious people had met with their inn in the city.

Some people didn't pay attention to these two people, but some people paid attention to them because the beautiful woman with long black hair was very moving.

At the moment, I recognized them and confirmed that they were the two strangers who lived in the same inn with them.

Yue Yi holds his forehead and rubs his temple. It has to be said that the B-level xuangui amber has a strong ability to make clouds and rain, but it costs a lot of mental energy.

Just calling for a rain, Leyi feels exhausted. Physical exercise, he knows, can enhance their physique through a variety of exercises. But he didn't know the mental training method.

"Are you all right“ Song Xixi looks at him with concern and keeps him by his side. Because of fear, her hand has been holding Leyi's arm.

"Nothing, just a little tired“ Leyi smiles at her.

Yanming, who was not far away from them, was full of scars. Although the fire went out, his fur clothes were still smoking.

He stares at Leyi with tiger eyes. He is also looking at Leyi's identity just like the people of Shengguang tribe of Jinwu nationality.

Yue Yi noticed his look in his eyes and suddenly took something out of his body and lost it to Yanming.