The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 352: Teaching Bifang a Lesson
Everyone was talking about it, and it was obvious that they all thought Meng Wan would definitely lose.

Facing the attack of the Bifang Divine Fire, Meng Wan was not afraid at all.

She dodged the sharp edge of the fire blade with a flash of her body, then formed seals with her hands, and the demonic power in her body surged wildly.

Then, Meng Wan let out a low shout, and a ball of blazing flame condensed in his palm.

A shadow of a Vermillion Bird could be vaguely seen in the flames, emitting a terrifying aura.

"This is... the Suzaku Divine Fire!" the crowd off the field exclaimed.

"The little princess actually mastered the Suzaku Sacred Fire! This is the Suzaku clan's innate magical power!"

"No wonder she dared to confront Master Bifang head-on, it turns out she has such a trump card!"

When Bifang saw this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He sneered inwardly.

What about the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire? Meng Wan's cultivation was too low after all.

He wanted to see whether her Suzaku Divine Fire was more powerful or his Bifang Divine Fire was stronger!
He spread his wings, and the Bifang divine fire instantly condensed into a huge pillar of fire, heading straight towards Meng Wan.

Meng Wan was not in a hurry. The Vermillion Bird Divine Fire in the palm of her hand suddenly erupted and transformed into a huge Vermillion Bird phantom, which collided violently with the Bifang Divine Fire.

"boom!"

The two terrifying forces collided in the air, causing a deafening roar. Blazing flames flew everywhere, illuminating the entire martial arts arena like daylight.

Even the void was burned and distorted by the terrifying high temperature.

Just at this moment, accompanied by a scream, thunder roared in the fire.

At the moment when fire and lightning intertwined, the entire training ground seemed to be torn apart by a terrifying force.

The people in the audience retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by this force.

When the fire and lightning gradually dissipated, the scene on the field left everyone stunned.

Meng Wan was seen standing there, unharmed, only her breathing was slightly rapid.

Bifang fell to the ground in a mess, its feathers all burnt black and its breathing disordered, obviously it had suffered serious injuries.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"The little princess is totally unharmed! How is this possible? What on earth was that lightning flash just now?"

"Master Bifang used his innate magical power, but he still lost!"

"The Suzaku Divine Fire is indeed worthy of its reputation! It seems that the Suzaku tribe is still better!"

"Master Bifang has really embarrassed himself this time..."

When Bifang heard the discussions around him, his face instantly turned pale.

He struggled to stand up, a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

"The little princess's strength is indeed extraordinary. Bifang is willing to admit defeat."

Meng Wan had wanted to beat him up for a long time. After beating him up satisfyingly, she felt very good.

I just have time to deal with a few words.

"Thank you. If Master Bifang hadn't suppressed my cultivation, I might not be your opponent."

Although her words were polite, they sounded particularly harsh to Bifang's ears.

He nodded reluctantly, then turned around and hurriedly fled the training ground.

Qingyu stood on the sidelines, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

Seeing Bifang leave, he quickly stepped forward, with a bit of concern in his tone: "Miss Meng Wan, are you injured in the battle just now?"

Meng Wan shook her head and said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Master Qingyu. I'm fine."

"Ms. Meng Wan's strength is somewhat beyond my expectations."

Qingyu showed surprise and admiration on his face, and touched his nose unnaturally, "I'm afraid I'm not your opponent either."

"We won't know whether you are my opponent until we fight you." Qingyu heard this and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Ms. Meng Wan is right. Fists and feet have no eyes. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

After saying that, he flashed and jumped lightly onto the martial arts arena, standing opposite Meng Wan with his hands clasped together.

"Ms. Meng Wan, please."

Meng Wan returned the greeting, "Please."

Qingyu took the lead. He did not make any unnecessary movements and his attack was swift and fierce.

With a slap of his palm, the demon energy condensed into a sharp palm wind in the air, heading straight for Meng Wan's chest.

Meng Wan was not in a hurry. She turned her body slightly and easily avoided Qingyu's attack.

Her movements were smooth and natural, as if she had already predicted Qingyu's attack route.

Seeing this, Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly and he increased the force of his attack again.

Meng Wan sometimes avoided with her flexible body movements, and sometimes fought head-on with her powerful body. For a while, she was evenly matched with Qingyu.

The fight between the two became more and more intense. The people in the audience watched intently and exclaimed from time to time.

"Commander Qingyu's strength is indeed extraordinary! No wonder he is valued by His Majesty the Demon King."

"The little princess is no less powerful. Her demonic power is simply terrifying! The Suzaku bloodline is worthy of being one of the seven great demon clans. It is so powerful!"

"Wonderful! This battle is so exciting!"

The battle lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Qingyu stopped the attack on his own initiative and said while panting slightly.

"Ms. Meng Wan's strength is indeed extraordinary. Qing Yu is willing to admit that she is inferior to him."

Meng Wan was a little unhappy, "The winner hasn't been decided yet, why did you stop?"

Hearing this, Qingyu smiled bitterly.

"Ms. Meng Wan, it's not that I don't dare to see blood, I'm just worried about hurting you. If I really hurt you, I will be uneasy."

Meng Wan frowned slightly when she heard this, with a hint of coldness in her tone.

"Master Qingyu, the monster race is a place where the strong prey on the weak. If you don't even have the courage to see blood, you are a real weakling. You are not respecting me at all by doing this."

Qingyu was stunned, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"Ms. Meng Wan is right. I didn't think it through. In that case, I will not hold back any more."

After saying this, the demonic energy around Qingyu suddenly burst out, and his aura became several times stronger than before.

His eyes also became fierce, like a beast ready to pounce.

"Ms. Meng Wan, be careful!"

Qingyu let out a low roar, and his figure rushed out like lightning, with terrifying power in his fists and feet, and he went straight towards Meng Wan.

Feeling the change in Qingyu's breath, Meng Wan's eyes narrowed slightly.

She quickly adjusted her state and exerted the power of her demon body to the extreme to meet Qingyu's attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two men's fists and feet collided in the air, causing bursts of roars.

Qingyu's attack was more fierce than before, and each strike carried a strong sense of oppression, as if he wanted to suppress Meng Wan completely.

Under Qingyu's full-force attack, Meng Wan gradually felt a little tired.

The powerful recoil force made half of her body numb.

"Qingyu's strength is indeed much stronger than that show-off Bifang."

Meng Wan pondered secretly in her heart, and a strong desire to fight flashed in her eyes.

She no longer held back, and the demonic energy in her body surged wildly. The Vermillion Bird Divine Fire condensed in her palm and transformed into a huge Vermillion Bird phantom, heading straight for Qingyu.