Dark destroyer

The young man had said that he was not human, but he was not human, and he was what he was.

The man stood three meters away in front of Xiao Yi and said lightly: "It's really good, I can start fighting back." I'm getting more and more interested in you. Look, I'm coming. Although the voice was flat, there was a hint of excitement in the meaning.

Xiao Yi secretly instructed himself: "No, he is too fast, he can't always be beaten passively like this, he should attack." ’

Xiao Yi pondered a way in his mind, and before the man could finish speaking, Xiao Yi suddenly swung the iron rod, and the power of the Flame Spirit Fist suddenly emitted as the stick swept out.

With a 'boom', accompanied by the power of the iron rod, an arc-shaped pit appeared in front of Xiao Yi, and the rocky and sediment were all fanned forward by the flying gravel. The flying mud and gravel and the surging force made the man reach out to protect his body.

Xiao Yi saw the man's position and figure clearly, his legs were slightly bent, and then with force, the man swooped towards the man like an arrow from the string, and at the same time, his arm was straightened, and the iron rod in his hand was raised high, and then he slashed at the man head-on with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The

air immediately became hotter and more dreary as the iron rod passed, and the air was split into a sharp whistling sound.

Xiao Yi thought that he was prepared for this time, and it was already extremely fast, and at the same time, the power of the Flame Spirit Fist was poured into the stick, and the surging force enveloped the entire area around the man, and the man would definitely be injured under the iron rod in his hand this time.

Although Xiao Yi was fast, the man was faster, the iron rod fell, and the man's figure had already vanished, and in a roar, the iron rod smashed to the ground, and the strong strength made the iron rod body sink deep into the gravel and dirt on the ground.

With such a force, the ground rebounded and the force made Xiao Yi's arms faintly numb.

But Xiao Yi didn't care about this, and was about to withdraw his stick to defend himself, when the black fist shadow on the right side of his body was already on his body.

With a muffled sound, Xiao Yi flew out again.

With a 'bang', Xiao Yi stuck an iron rod into the ground to stabilize his body. The power of Fang Cai's side blow was stronger than Fang Cai, even with the Flame Spirit Fist's mana to protect his body, Xiao Yi also felt a little numb in the pain of the punch.

The man stood in the position where Xiao Yi was standing and said easily: "Fight with me for speed, you are not an opponent yet." "

Xiao Yi repeatedly asked himself in his heart: 'What should I do?' How can I crack his speed?'

The man said calmly: "You better release the flames, although that may not be able to defeat me, but at least there is still a chance to fight." "

In the face of such an opponent, if you don't use your strongest skills, I am afraid that there is really no chance of victory.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, the power of the Flame Spirit Fist condensed the three flavors of true fire in his body, and with the help of the Five Elements Fire Control Technique, a layer of orange-red flames emerged from Xiao Yi's palm, and the flame dissolved from Xiao Yi's palm, and then quickly spread all over the body of the stick, and the iron rod immediately brightened.

The man frowned secretly.

Although Xiao Yi wrapped the iron rod in flames, the strength and talent condensed on the flames did not change much, which was quite a significant gap from the power he had seen Xiao Yi release during the drill a few days ago.

He still wouldn't give it his all. The blackness on the man's hands deepened.

Xiao Yi suddenly shouted, "Come on." "

At the same time, with a wave of the iron rod in his hand, a hot force rushed towards the man, and at the same time as Xiao Yi swung the iron rod, some small flames also flew out of the stick body and flew out left and right.

It is as if the flame on the stick is cast from flammable things such as oil, and when the stick is waved, the liquid splashes out with the flames, and the flames fall to the ground and burn more vigorously instead of extinguishing them.

The man said lightly: "This kind of power is useless. "

Then, as before, in Xiao Yi's red stick shadow, the man's figure immediately dissipated.

The man was about to switch positions to attack, but was suddenly surprised to find that Xiao Yi's blow was not an attack.

At this time, Xiao Yi waved the burning iron rod in his hand and circled around him, and the flames on the stick splashed, laying a circle of flames around Xiao Yi's body.

The man sneered, turned to Xiao Yi's left side, stretched out his arm to the front and faced the other side, completely unprepared for Xiao Yi to shoot down violently.

'Whew', the iron rod in Xiao Yi's hand was like a fiery snake spitting out a fiery red letter, and stabbed at the vital part of the man's chest.

This one must come down quickly and accurately, and if the man's fist is implemented, he is bound to receive a powerful blow from this fire stick.

The man was startled, and his figure immediately moved sideways, and he was about to get out of the way, but as soon as his body moved, the stick also changed direction and moved with his figure, and at the same time, the flames on the stick suddenly burst out, magnified dozens of times and spread outward, blocking the man's left and right dodge and retreat.

The man was shocked, he really didn't expect that his every move was suddenly controlled by Xiao Yi clearly, and the power of this flame suddenly became so strong, the scorching power instantly wrapped him, and the small flames that fell around him suddenly became vigorous, full of the power to destroy the flesh.

When Xiao Yi heard that the other party had followed him and seen his own strength, he had an idea in his heart.

So he released the Flame Spirit Fist to condense the yang fire to show weakness, and then used the Five Elements Fire Control Technique to fall the flames around, and surrounded himself with the power of flames.

In the power of flames, although the man's movements were fast, Xiao Yi was able to capture his figure through the power of fire control.

After grabbing the man's figure, Xiao Yi immediately counterattacked, and at this time, Xiao Yi released the three flavors of true fire in his body, and at the same time strengthened the power of the flames around his body, striving to win with one blow.

The power of the three flavors of true fire condensed on the stick made the iron rod instantly red, and the spurting flame power also rose violently, enveloping the man in it.

Xiao Yi shouted angrily, and slammed into the enemy in the trap with one move.

With the fire of anger and burning passion, the iron rod transformed from a fiery serpent into an angry fiery dragon, and pounced on its prey, and the ferocity was bound to melt the prey into its own flames.

Xiao Yi watched the fire dragon in his hand shoot down violently, and knew in his heart that he had won.

But in the next second, Xiao Yi was shocked to find that he was wrong.

The fire stick, which swooped down with scorching flames, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a black hand, no, it could be clearly seen in the bright light of the fire, it was not a human palm, but a huge black claw tightly grasping the iron rod that was red with flames as if it was about to melt.

Under the scorching three-flavor true fire, the black claws were unharmed, and even the black steel hairs on the claws didn't seem to hurt it in the slightest.

Xiao Yi looked at the owner of the black claws in astonishment.

The thin and pale young man in the flames no longer had this human appearance at this time, but was replaced by a tall and majestic body full of black steel hairs that was not afraid of the flames.