The girl frowned.

According to the law, no matter how Chen Feng is, he can't take the dog so easily.

"Master, little martial uncle, he?" Du Yunzhen's pretty face turned white, and she could not help grabbing Meng Dan's arm.

Meng Dan frown, cold hum way: "urgent what, your little martial uncle is just too lazy to pick up."

Xing Hong comforted: "don't worry, a fireball just can't hurt him."

Du Yunzhen put down her heart a little and nervously looked at Chen Feng, who had turned into a flaming man.

Qingsong Taoist looked indifferent, lifted his hands and pinched a formula.

"The fire is on!"

Chen Feng's flame suddenly swept up and turned into a four or five meter high flame tornado, circling him.

"Wow"

the spectators exclaimed.

Even the practitioners were amazed.

"Is this the strength of the great perfection of gas refining? How can you control the flame as you like?"

"Don't say one Chen Feng, even ten Chen Feng, will be burned to ashes in this kind of fire?"

That terrible heat, even the audience in the field, feel anxious, have to retreat.

Those rich people, it is the first time to see this kind of power, far beyond ordinary people's cognition, are both eyes shining.

They have money and power, but they don't have the power of life and death.

Now Taoist Qingsong shows the strong power of practitioners, which undoubtedly makes them excited.

Lin Cheng, it has been a long time since such an open fight.

At the level of Taoist Qingsong, few people dare to provoke.

In the flames, Chen Feng's figure has not been seen.

Taoist Qingsong is staring at the flame tornado, but his forehead is sweating.

The breath of Chen Feng is still there.

But why didn't there be any counterattack?

Is his attack completely ignored by Chen Feng?

At this thought, he could not help but shrink his pupils and immediately adjusted all his mana.

Full control of the flame tornado, to the center of the flame Chen Feng squeeze.

"Is that your limit?"

Among the flames and tornadoes, Chen Feng's voice suddenly came out.

The faces of the people changed.

"Not dead? Why isn't he dead? "

Baize's face was full of horror.

"Master! Come on, burn him

Qingsong Taoist doesn't have time to pay attention to Bai Ze. He is trying his best to stimulate his own mana.

He knew very well that only by condensing the flame power of the flame tornado could Chen Feng be burned to ashes.

To his horror, however, his control over the flame tornado was rapidly disappearing.

"Is Chen Feng not only a master of martial arts, but also a real person practicing Dharma?"

A few seconds later, he was cut off from the flame tornado, and his face turned pale.

People exclaimed, the fire tornado swept up, turned into a lifelike giant fire dragon, hovering over Chen Feng's head.

"Roar --"

the fire dragon roared and bit at Taoist Qingsong.

"Urgent!"

In a hurry, the green pine Taoist priest threw out a string of black magic beads with runes shining, and an illusory transparent barrier immediately blocked in front of him.

"Boom"

with a roar, the fire dragon hit the transparent barrier and was blocked, turning into flowing fire and exploding in all directions.

However, the string of Dharma beads, also Bang ran, burst, all broken.

"Puff" Qingsong road people spit blood, the heart is also dripping blood.

The top-grade self-defense magic weapon that was refined and cultivated with mana for more than ten years is gone.

However, Chen Feng is a top-quality magic weapon.

He clenched his teeth and looked at Chen Feng angrily.

Chen Feng is still standing there, still maintaining the previous posture, as if has not moved.

As steady as Mount Tai!

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