"Oh? Interesting."

Seeing this scene, Yan Buqi's interest was obviously higher.

Such means of sometimes fire and sometimes ice are indeed rare.

Facing Xuan Hai's ice mist attack, Yan Buqi still did not dodge, and waved the folding fan in his hand at the ice mist in front again.

"Hu~!"

In an instant, there was a strong wind around.

A violent energy gushed out instantly, and together with the hurricane, it crashed into the ice mist.

"Crackle..."

Only a burst of fried beans was heard.

The ice mist sprayed out by Xuan Hai began to crystallize rapidly and turned into small ice cubes, which fell from the sky to the ground.

The scene looked like hail.

In just a few seconds, the ice mist in the sky had completely disappeared, leaving only broken ice cubes on the ground.

"How could this happen?"

The attack failed again, making Xuan Hai frown slightly.

With the means he just showed, it was more than enough to deal with most innate warriors.

But the boy in front of him was an exception.

He could easily resolve the two attacks, which was really a bit strange.

"Master Xuan Hai, as an ascetic monk, you use these magic tricks to deal with me."

"It's a bit contemptuous. Since you want to fight, please show some real skills." Yan Buqi shook his folding fan lightly, smiling.

The confident and unrestrained look made a group of young girls in the audience scream. JrNovels.com