Seeing that the Buddhist son admitted defeat, the Mingyue in the East no longer made any difficulties. She raised her jade hand and restrained her supernatural powers.

The phoenix that covered the sky and the sun was in harmony with her heart and instantly turned into a golden rainbow light that penetrated into her eyebrows and disappeared without a trace.

However, the air was still filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and sulfur, and the ground on the ring was completely cracked, as if it was ravaged by a sea of ​​fire.

The fire of Nirvana is the flame when the phoenix burns itself and resurrects itself. It is extraordinary and is as famous as the fire of Brahma in the Immortal Realm and the three thousand karma fires.

Even if Dongfang Mingyue only exerts one-tenth of her power, it is not something that ordinary strong people can resist.

In the audience, a group of warriors saw her peerless charm and said in admiration:

"It's worthy of being the saint of the Yaochi Sect. Such mysterious magical powers really open our eyes!"

"That's right! When the phoenix appeared just now, my legs were trembling and I almost knelt down!"

"Compared with Fairy Mingyue, Mr. Bai is nothing! In my opinion, Fairy Mingyue will definitely become the final champion!"

"Fairy Mingyue, I support you and deal with Mr. Bai who pretends to be a ghost!"

In this world of face-looking, because of its stunning appearance, many male warriors on the scene are all loyal fans of Dongfang Mingyue.

In the next championship battle, they all shared the same hatred for the enemy and united front, hoping that Dongfang Mingyue could crush Ye Fan and take the lead.

"Ahem..."

At this time, the Buddha coughed, and red blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth, and he struggled to get up from the ground.

In the previous fierce battle, although Dongfang Mingyue restrained her supernatural powers in time, the fire of Nirvana was too domineering and still caused heavy damage to the Buddhist son.

Looking from afar, his exposed skin was cracked, as if he had suffered a severe burn and had ulcerated. He would need at least three or five months to recover.

At this time, Dongfang Mingyue walked forward, took out a white porcelain bottle from her long sleeves, and said, "Son of Buddha, this is the spiritual jade paste refined by the elder of my Yaochi Sect. Apply it every day, which will be of great benefit to your injuries. You can heal within three days!"

Upon hearing this, the Buddha took the porcelain bottle, closed his hands and said, "Amitabha! Thank you Fairy Mingyue for giving the medicine. The little monk is grateful!"

Seeing this scene, the others in the venue were also impressed by Dongfang Mingyue's generosity.

You should know that this spiritual jade paste is a healing medicine in the hidden sect. It is condensed from thirty-six kinds of heavenly and earth treasures. It is priceless and hard to find money.

Who knew that Dongfang Mingyue gave it to the Buddhist son so easily!

But in this way, even if she hurts the Buddha's son, the Buddha's son will not only not hold a grudge, but will instead miss her good deeds.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the bright moon in the East has formed a friendship with the Buddhist son invisibly.

...

At this moment, Dongfang Mingyue turned around and found Ye Fan in the crowd instantly. Her eyes scattered, and she burst into dazzling light, with her fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

Ye Fan was not willing to be outdone. He held his head and chest up, and his straight waist was like a spear piercing the blue sky, alone and independent, revealing the momentum of looking down on the world and looking down on the heroes.

If the bright moon in the east is a phoenix that is in the fire and nirvana, then Ye Fan is the divine dragon that soars in the nine heavens.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was like a bowstring that reached the extreme. As long as there was a little more stimulation, a great war would break out.

"Ping!Ping!Ping!"

Just then, Master Wu Tian walked out, glanced at the audience, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, it's not too early today. The two candidates have fought one after another, and their physical strength has been consumed a lot! Please go back and rest for a night, and then start the final championship battle tomorrow!"

Hearing these words, everyone in the venue showed unconcealed disappointment.

They couldn't wait to see this battle immediately, but as Wu Tianshi said, after such a long period of competition, it was too late today and night fell.

Whether it is Dongfang Mingyue or Ye Fan, they consume a lot of internal energy and need time to recover their physical strength.

Next, everyone scattered into birds and beasts.

Ye Fan also returned to the Tianzi Room, sat cross-legged on the bed, began to regulate his breathing and accumulate energy.

Even though he now has many killer weapons, he still has no confidence in the battle tomorrow.

In terms of qualifications, Dongfang Mingyue is a proud daughter of heaven that has ever been seen in a thousand years, and is not inferior to him at all. In addition to the Phoenix Bloodline, she is very likely to have other trump cards.

Therefore, Ye Fan did not dare to slack off at all. He was ready to use one night to polish his spirit as a magic weapon and adjust it to the best state.

If you don’t make a sound, you will be shocked!

Time passes minute by minute.

Soon, it was late at night, the moon was shining and everything was silent.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed a sudden breath that appeared outside the window. Although it was extremely weak, like a night wind blowing by, he could not escape the capture of his spiritual sense.

And that breath gave Ye Fan a familiar feeling.

"Thorn!"

Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his lips slightly, outlining a playful smile, and said in a hoarse and low voice:

"You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?"

...

As soon as he finished speaking, the window of the room suddenly opened, and a beautiful figure flashed into the room from outside.

The next moment, a flawless pretty face appeared in Ye Fan's sight.

The skin is better than snow, the bright eyes are good, the face is beautiful, and the beauty is beautiful.

It is the bright moon in the east!

Ye Fan, who was sitting on the bed, looked up slightly, and happened to look at Dongfang Mingyue's gaze, and saw Qinghong in those beautiful eyes.

Even though the two belonged to different camps and had unresolvable deep hatred, Ye Fan was still shocked by her beauty and said in his heart:

How could there be such a perfect woman in this world?

Ye Fan is not an impatient person. He has seen many beauties these days.

Whether it is Xiao Yunrong, Qin Meier, Liu Yiyi, or Tang Annie, they are all stunning beauties selected from thousands of places, and their temperaments are different.

But compared with the Eastern Bright Moon, it is still slightly inferior.

In Ye Fan's opinion, there are only two people in this world who can compete with her.

One is the little demon girl of the Hehuan School who had a dew-shui marriage with Ye Fan - Nangong Xian'er.

The other is Chu Mengyao who practiced the "Xuannu Su Heart Sutra" and was tempered by Yuehua.

But Dongfang Mingyue also has a unique temperament, extraordinary and ethereal, like a fairy above the Nine Heavens, no ordinary person can arouse her interest!

Looking at the beautiful and flawless face, Ye Fan subconsciously spoke:

“There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.”

"One look at the city, another look at the country."

"It's better not to know whether to be beautiful or beautiful, but it's hard to get a beautiful woman again."

...

It was not until after he finished reciting that Ye Fan realized that his actions seemed a bit frivolous.

But then he thought, now that he was wearing a mask, Dongfang Mingyue didn't know who he was, so he simply used his frivolous personality to disguise himself. Not only would he not reveal his flaws, but he could also hide the truth.

At this time, Dongfang Mingyue opened her red lips slightly and asked, "Thief? Mr. Bai, you may have misunderstood me!"

"oh?"

Ye Fan raised a little tone, deliberately pretending to be outstanding, and looked at Dongfang Mingyue's delicate body.

This extremely aggressive gaze made Dongfang Mingyue frown and feel unhappy.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Ye Fan felt even more happy.

Now, he is not Ye Fan, but Mr. Bai, who can do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan continued to tease in a frivolous tone:

"Tsk tsk... I understand! Miss Dongfang, if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you will break into my residence. You must be attracted by my majestic figure during the day. You came here to confess your love to me!"

"What? I confess my love to you?"

Hearing these words, even Dongfang Mingyue couldn't help but lose her heart. She couldn't believe her ears and thought she had heard it wrong.

"Of course!"

Ye Fan nodded, looking as if he was taken for granted, and continued:

"A lonely man and widow are living in the same room, what else can I do? Alas... A man as cool as me is indeed like a firefly in the dark. Even if I deliberately keep a low profile, I still cannot hide my light!"

"Miss Dongfang, I know you must have a deep love for me, and I will not marry you! It's a pity... there are so many female heroes waiting for me to save you!"

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend!"
Chapter completed!