Chapter 340 (1/2)

Lu Qingshan's next city!

So far, he has defeated six strong enemies in a row and reached the finals.

It is only one step away from the position of the leader of the seven regions.

In the final round of competition, he will be the winner against Mo Yan and Zhou Yuanzhi.

If Mo Yan, with his restraint in Mo Yan's means, his chance of winning is very high.

But Lu Qingshan didn't take too much luck in the face of Zhou Yuan, who won the first place in his previous life and is still proud of the world with Yuan Ying's cultivation.

Because no matter from which aspect, Zhou Yuan's probability of winning is Mo Yan's.

”The sixth round of challenge arena, the second game, Mo Yan against Zhou Yuan, now!”

When Lu Qingshan thought like this, Mo Yan and Zhou Yuan had stepped onto the challenge arena in the announcement of the suspended saint.

After three rounds in a row, they finally saw Zhou Yuan's hand.

And one shot is to meet the strongest dark horse of the seven regions, Mo Yan.

In this war, the focus is also full.

Zhou Yuan painted two strange lines on his face, stared at Mo Yan, and said in a deep voice, ”you are strong, but the gap with me is bigger than you think.”

Mo Yan's evaluation of Zhou Yuan is that he is not arrogant and impetuous, ”then please give more advice to Zhou Daoyou.”

”Then come,” said Zhou Yuan. A small and exquisite fox, red all over, jumped out of his waist, turned into a flame and crashed into Zhou Yuan's body.

That's his demon pet, the fourth grade flame fox.

The next moment, earth shaking changes took place in Zhou Yuan.

The two strange lines on his face sparkled, and his body immediately began to soar. The whole person turned into a giant flame. The flame shrouded on the surface of his body, and the terror spread.

That's the terror deterrent from friar Yuanying.

”I heard you're good at fire method.” Zhou Yuanshuo's big fire pupils stared at the tiny Mo Yan and said word by word.

Facing the pressure of Zhou Yuan, Mo Yan kept his face, ”it should be OK.”

Shua Shua!

With a wave of Mo Yan's big hand, a strong flame vitality erupted from his body and rose. In the sky, it turned into a large fire cloud. Endless red inflammation and blue flame poured down and attacked Zhou yuan together.

The whole world is a killing machine.

Zhou Yuan's face showed a serious look. At this time, the overflowing flame all over his body suddenly swelled up, and his left hand suddenly waved. The brilliance flowed and dazzled to meet the surging flame attack.

Boom!

Zhou Yuan's casual wave was to disintegrate and disperse the wave of attack carefully prepared by Mo Yan.

This is the suppression of realm.

The friars in the early days of Yuanying played against the middle of Jindan. There was a big gap in their accomplishments.

Mo Yan looked solemn, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fist was slowly clenched.

Although he had already made psychological preparations for the defeat of the war.

But his pride did not allow him to be eliminated by being crushed.

More difficult to accept, Zhou Yuan defeated him by means of fire method.

Clenched his fist, Mo Yan glanced at Zhou Yuan. The next moment, two different colors of fire suddenly appeared on his hands.

”Do different fires fuse?” Zhou Yuan stared at the two-color different fires in Mo Yan's hand with great interest, and quietly watched Mo Yan combine the two different fires to form a small and charming lotus.

On the challenge arena, Mo Yan held a red and blue lotus, looked up at Zhou Yuan, who had turned into a flame giant, and bent his fingers to flick.

Suddenly, the red and blue lotus suddenly turned into a streamer, like a flash of lightning, and shot at Zhou Yuanfei.

Quietly looking at the strange fire lotus closer and closer to Zhou Yuan, Mo Yan moved in his heart and whispered: ”explosion!”