The eye technique organization that started with the Sharingan

The sky was full of smoke, and the sky was full of fire.

"Boom!"

Yan Liu did not hide his emotions. A terrifying hot breath burst out, and the wind pressure formed by the heat flow spread all around.

The temperature rose instantly, as if the surrounding air became distorted and blurred.

Yan Liu's appearance also changed dramatically.

His sturdy body turned red, and occasionally his tendons and veins would appear even redder, as if there was magma flowing in his body.

His eyes turned orange-red, and his short hair, which was already short, turned into ashes and drifted away under the scorching high temperature.

The Molten Flame King Body is different from ordinary fire-related abilities.

Yan Liu has extremely high-quality fire-related abilities, and he also has physical abilities.

It can be said that the weakness of most natural ability users, that their bodies are relatively fragile, is actually a strength for Yan Liu.

…

Yan Liu simply mobilized his ability to make everyone retreat again, and fought with the encircled agents in another direction.

Not to mention the magma and flames, the high temperature environment alone.

It is enough to make most people present unable to bear it.

At this time, Yan Liu stepped on the magma, his body was covered with red flames, and his momentum was magnificent and vigorous, looking like a god.

"Hmph!" Yan Liu clenched his fists fiercely, and white steam came out of his mouth and nose.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the ground.

"Boom!" A large amount of magma burst backwards with soil.

A red figure rushed towards Bailian like a meteorite!

Under normal circumstances, let alone Bailian, who was only a sixth-level, even a seventh-level enemy would only be regarded as a miscellaneous soldier by Yan Liu.

This is pure experience.

But if he gets the mood, that's another story.

For example, now, he just wants to ravage Bailian! As for bullying the weak, the pride of genius, face, etc., Yan Liu never thought about it.

Doing things depends on my mood, I do whatever I want!

——This is how Yan Liu has always done things, but he is the kind of person who changes his mood. Judging from what he has done, it is a compliment to say that he is unscrupulous.

For example, now, he deliberately ignores the transaction with the Holy Spirit Church.

In his eyes, there is only Bailian standing there, and he only wants to wipe him out with his own hands!

"Don't be so angry, friend."

The next moment, at the edge of his vision, the tall white-haired young man not far from Bailian.

Disappeared instantly without a trace.

Even before he could react, a familiar standing eye mask figure instantly and massively filled his sight.

The distance is quite close.

"?!" Yan Liu's expression suddenly changed.

This white-haired guy? !

He didn't notice any signs of his disappearance, nor did he notice any signs of his appearance——

All five senses and mental power are the same.

For Beidou who suddenly appeared on the route, Yan Liu's fighting instinct was faster than thinking, and he raised his right arm and punched Beidou's head!

A punch with flames and huge power.

Beidou still stood steadily, with a slight arc on his face.

And he raised his right hand "not hurriedly", as if he wanted to block Yan Liu's fist.

The reason why he seemed not hurriedly was not because Yan Liu's movements were slow.

But because of "first-hand defense".

When Yan Liu was still raising his strength and had not raised his arm, Beidou had already raised his hand.

"The action was seen through by this eye-patch man?" Yan Liu's combat experience made him realize this in an instant and in surprise, but——

"What a fool!" Yan Liu smiled grimly.

He actually wanted to take his punch with his body, did he want to be a roast duck in the capital?

He had encountered many enemies who were blindly confident in their defense, and they all turned into ashes in the end--

Just like his hair.

Moreover, this kind of light blocking.

It was like standing casually on the street, raising his hand like saying hello, and there was no trace of muscle exertion at all...

Blocking him, what's the difference between that and trying to stop a car with a mantis arm?

Yan Liu carried a fist with great power and fiercely hit the palm raised comfortably!

However, the reality seemed to be a little different from the scene Yan Liu expected.

'What is this...? '

This is a strange feeling that Yan Liu has never felt before.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

Before he could think about it, a large amount of red flames suddenly broke out from the front of his stopped fist!

This was also the supernatural power he subconsciously added when he instinctively punched just now.

The flame with a lot of magma in the middle was like a super-giant "high-pressure water gun", instantly covering the entire figure in front of him.

"Boom!"

After covering Beidou, the rapid flame magma still sprayed towards Bailian behind with a great impact.

From a distance, the visual impact of this scene was really a bit palpitating.

"..." Yan Liu was silent, still maintaining the posture of punching.

In his sight, his front was already covered with his magma flames, and he was also extremely sure that he had hit the opponent. According to common sense, the opponent should have turned into ashes.

However, the "resistance" in front of the fist did not disappear.

That wonderful feeling still exists.

'What's going on? '

And until now, Yan Liu noticed this unknown person who he didn't care much about.

His mental perception seemed unable to reach the other party.

"Huh!" The red flames suddenly dissipated.

Yan Liu stared at the man in front of him.

Unscathed, and still with a relaxed smile on his face.

Although wearing an eye mask, Yan Liu had a strong feeling that the other party was looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Beidou chuckled, with a hint of encouragement in his tone, "He looks confused."

"Interesting." Yan Liu's body turned even redder.

He no longer had a contemptuous attitude, but regarded Beidou as an opponent who could fight with him.

And just as he put away his fist and prepared to continue to test.

"Flame escape, Kagutsuchi."

Behind Beidou, a black flame covered, like a giant whale with a bloody mouth, intending to swallow the two of them.

Originally, Yan Liu didn't care.

Use fire to deal with him? Laugh to death.

But the next moment, a certain instinctive intuition from his superpowers made his spine and tendons numb and tingling.

It seemed that his superpowers were prompting him to resist and stay away from this black flame!

"Boom!" Yan Liu, who encountered this situation for the first time, did not hesitate. The ground under his feet instantly erupted with a large amount of magma, blocking the black flames that covered him.

At the same time, Yan Liu's figure also swept away from the heat of the collision and moved away from the previous position.

"Is this the mysterious black flame that the guy asked me to pay attention to?"

I didn't expect it to really threaten him.

With a look of surprise, he saw that his magma, which had always been invincible, was "ignited" by the black flames.

And, that peaceful figure.

"I said..."

In the black flames that made him afraid, Beidou complained: "When attacking, at least take the senior into consideration."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you won't get hurt." Bailian slowly stepped forward and responded calmly.

"Also, this person is coming for me, don't interfere."

He was talking to Beidou, but his Sharingan was staring at Yan Liu.

"He's mine."

"How can I do that?" The white-haired young man with the eye mask smiled, crossed his fingers, raised his arms, and bent left and right.

"As a senior in the organization, how can I bear to watch my cute junior being bullied by others?"

Doing a not very formal warm-up exercise, Beidou finally propped up his legs and looked in the direction of Yanliu.

"Besides, I haven't exercised for a long time..."