Chapter 263 Shock

When the three tiger-headed men promised to become servants, the breath of the Flaming King changed in vain, and the originally gentle look was full of chill.

Feeling the enchanting eyes of the flaming king, Mengmei was also stunned. Her heart was like falling into the ice cellar, and a complete cold came directly from Mengmei's heart into her brain! Mengmei couldn't help sweating coldly.

"You heard it, did I do it or did you stop?" What puzzled Mengmei was that the Flaming King did not do it at this time, but asked with a kind face, but the cold eyes had been looking at Mengmei curiously, and Mengmei was like a strange toy in his red defense.

Just when Mengmei was at a loss, Yang Qian's voice suddenly sounded in her ear, "Sister Meng, continue, don't be distracted. What a bullshit Flame King will be given to me!"

Although Yang Qian said to Meng Mei, the voice still spread far. Not only did the Flaming King hear the truth, but also the onlookers heard it clearly.

Hearing Yang Qian's voice, Mengmei was relieved at this time. She never went to see the Flame King again, but focused on dealing with the three tiger-headed men.

Yang Qian's words at this time were extremely normal to Meng Mei, so she behaved so plainly, but it was different in the forehead of other monks.

"Oh, my God, did I hear you correctly? That boy wants to deal with the Flame King?" I don't know who suddenly said that the sound was like a ghost, so the monks could hear it clearly.

"Haha, who is it? Who is impatient?" A monk standing behind obviously didn't hear Yang Qian's words clearly and asked the monk in front of him.

"This is the best joke I've ever heard. A true man in the early stage of the disaster actually dealt with the Flame King. Let me come to death!" From time to time, shocking ridicule came from the noisy monks.

Other monks reacted in this way, and the Flaming King was directly stunned there, and the originally cold eyes were suddenly full of puzzlement.

"Haha, boy, I have never heard such rampant words in my life. Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!" After calming down, the Flaming King suddenly laughed, and the voice was full of disdain.

Oh, is it? Although I don't have a long time to cultivate the real world, if I dare to say this to me, there is only one end!" Looking at the high appearance of King Lie Ranming, Yang Qian was very unhappy and his tone was not weak at all.

"Haha, haha, haha... What a arrogant boy, no matter what kind of ants you have met before, but your end is the same as them at this time!" The words fell and moved before everyone could react. At this time, the Flame King Ming had appeared beside Yang Qian. The scorching flame attached to his fist, and the beating of every spark could cause a huge heat wave.

"Is this the strength of the Flaming King?" Looking at the movements of the Flaming King at this time, the onlookers exclaimed one by one. The speed was beyond the eyes of the monks. More importantly, the hot breath all beat their hearts, like a huge hammer hitting their chest fiercely and subconsciously retreated.

However, at this time, not only the monks, but also Yang Qian was slightly shocked. In Yang Qian's eyes, he naturally saw the movements of the Flaming King, but the Flaming King's fire control skills were much better than Yang Qian.

Although Yang Qian can summon the sky fire, and even the true qi in the body has the nature of surpassing the sky fire, this does not mean that Yang Qian can use it well, and the Flame King at this time is very good.

Although the dancing flame on the fist is not very thick, Yang Qian can clearly feel the power of the flame directly pressing the fire!

However, he was shocked. Yang Qian's flame was not something that ordinary monks could resist. Even if the Flame King Ming had reached the Mahayana period, it would not be so uncomfortable once it was touched.

"Since you have so much confidence in your flame, I will defeat you from here!" Yang Qian snorted coldly, ignoring the oncoming fist, and the true qi in his body suddenly mobilized Yang Qian's hand. Like the Flaming King, Yang Qian's fist also ignited flames at this time, but the momentum was much more fierce than the Flame King.

The two dull sounds of "bang, bang" exploded between heaven and earth. At this time, Yang Qian and the chests of the Flame King burst into a fierce flame. Even during the day, the four sparks brightened the two people, and at the same time, the sparks quickly shot out all around, drawing a gorgeous track in the sky. Traces eventually disappeared into space.

And while the light suddenly appeared, a figure was rapidly retreating.

"At the beginning of the disaster, it was just a move to be blown out by the Flaming King!" Looking at the shadow, those faint monks made disdainful noises one after another.

However, the truth of the facts had to surprise those monks, and the dazzling light was just a matter of an instant. When the light dissipated, the monks found that the monks who were bombarded out were actually the flaming king.

"This, it's impossible. Why is it so popular? That boy actually punched the Flaming King!" A monk rubbed his eyes desperately, as if he had misread it.

"This boy is too horrible. Did I misread it!" A layer of stone stirred up waves of money, and those monks who were not very optimistic about Yang Qian shouted one after another.

"The Flame King must have been merciful, otherwise how can he fly with his cultivation!" In order to complete their ideas, the monks had to find an excuse to comfort themselves, but they felt very far-fetched.

However, the Flame King was still a master of the Mahayana period. Coupled with the first confrontation, the two also retained a lot. After the Flame King crossed a trajectory in the sky, he stood firmly in the air.

But at this time, the Flame King looked extremely embarrassed. He saw a big hole in his chest, a large muscle had burned into black charcoal, and the fierce flame also left black marks on other parts of his body.

The disdainful look has long disappeared from the eyes of the Flaming King, replaced by a deep fear! The Flaming King had a trace of fear for Yang Qian's flame just now from his heart!

The engagement is very short, but the significance contained in it is extraordinary. After getting the experience of the Flame King, Yang Qian also compressed when mobilizing the true spirit, and the degree of burning was vividly reflected at that moment.

As a master of the Mahayana period, the Flame King knows very well that he can't defeat anything, that is, the flame controlled by Yang Qian, the King of Flaming, is absolutely incomparable.

Unlike the embarrassed Flame King Ming, Yang Qian's face was blue at this time. Although Yang Qian's chest also had a pool of black marks, Yang Qian's body was not damaged at all.

Not to mention that Yang Qian's body itself is extremely strong. Even ordinary spiritual weapons are difficult to leave traces on Yang Jian's body. There is already the huge wooden repair energy. At the same time, Yang Qian's body is still forbidden to be baptized by Jiuyang's real fire. Its fire resistance is not ordinary. Bathing with natural fire is like playing, and fierce After all, the flame of the Flame King is not as powerful as the sky fire, and how can it cause damage to Yang Qian's body?

"You are not the cultivation in the early stage of the disaster. How much strength have you hidden!" At this time, I only saw the Flame King stop the offensive and turned to ask.

"Oh, don't you even believe your eyes?" It was also expected that the Flame King asked Yang Qian like this, but in order to achieve the deterrent effect, Yang Qian did not let him say it himself.

"It's right for me to believe in my eyes, so I asked you, if you are really a monk in the early stage of the disaster, you can't have such a strong body and control a flame stronger than the sky fire, and you are a true practicer, not a demon!" Only the flames, the king of Ming analyzed.

"It's worthy of trying my best to be baptized by the fire. You can feel the nature of my true anger so quickly!" Listening to the analysis of the Flame King, Yang Qian also sighed in his heart.