Fengming Douluo

As Ma Hongjun's body turned, the Chi Jin Guangyi followed an inexplicable trajectory, with a thud, and slashed towards Feng Xiaotian again.

"You said you didn't mean Huo Wu Little Sister?"

Feng Xiaotian's face was ugly, his body slightly slanted, his thin cyan light wings, glowing a little bit of cold light in the sun, once again met the red golden light wings that Ma Hongjun had split.

Ma Hongjun responded indifferently, "My Martial Soul is Fire Phoenix, and I follow the path of flames. What's wrong with the soul skill called Huo Wu? I said no, just no."

The two collided again with a stab, accompanied by sparks and sparks, and the two separated instantly.

Feng Xiaotian shook slightly, raising his soul power, and the cyan light wings that had been burnt by the red gold flames instantly recovered, and in the extreme vibration, they slashed out again.

"I don't believe it, just like you said, isn't your soul skill called Fengwu or something? Why is it called Huowu?"

"My spirit ring skills are named Phoenix, and my self-created spirit skills are named flame. What's the problem? Since you don't believe it, then I will call you."

Ma Hongjun responded, as his body turned rapidly, accompanied by the terrifying high temperature, the red golden light wings resembled two heavenly swords, with a thud, he greeted him again.

"Hmph, then I'm going to be optimistic." Feng Xiaotian snorted coldly.

Stabbed!

In the fierce collision, sparks splashed, and the cyan light wings showed traces of scorched black. As they trembled slightly, Feng Xiaotian's face suddenly whitened, and he quickly retreated.

"How is it possible? How can your strength stack up so fast?"

Feng Xiaotian was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect the face slap to come so quickly, and at the same time he was even more puzzled. It was also the skill of stacking attacks. He knew the key to this skill very well.

"Just figure it out for yourself."

As soon as the Chi Jinguang wing flicked, Ma Hongjun chased him up instantly, and at the same time the way he turned, also instantly changed.

Since Huo Wulun Zhuan was born out of the chaotic cloak hammer method, when he created it, Ma Hongjun naturally considered how to prevent it from being forced to break by force, and his experimental object was the chaotic cloak hammer. Tang San of Law.

If it is superimposed with a kind of rotation trajectory, it will inevitably give people who understand this skill a chance to see through, so he simply disrupted the rotation of the fire dance wheel.

Either forward, or reverse, or lateral, or sideways, forward and backward, forward and backward, how to rotate and superimpose, all cares about one mind.

In a blink of an eye, the two collided a dozen times in succession, and the violent roar, like rain hitting plantains, continued to ring from between the two.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't see through Ma Hongjun's weird superposition method, so he could only choose to face him head-on.

As for Ma Hongjun, although he can see Qingfeng Xiaotian's superposition, his character is like his Martial Soul attribute. He prefers head-to-head, burst, and violent battles.

There were fierce confrontations one after another, and in a blink of an eye there were dozens of collisions in the past.

At the same time, a part of the spirit power in Ma Hongjun's body began to slowly follow the trajectory of the skills attached to his second spirit ring.

Following the collision between the two, after Ma Hongjun's many attempts, his momentum began to rise rapidly.

At this time, following his thoughts, Tai Chi Gong began to work at full force, with a buzzing sound, Ma Hongjun's body vibrated slightly, and the pure Yang Gang in his body began to erupt like a volcano, accompanied by raging flames. To the Chijin Light Wing, it became more and more dazzling, and the whole figure turned into a huge Chijin Fireball, and with a bang, it slammed into Pingfeng Xiaotian again.

Feng Xiaotian's blue light wings vibrated extremely fast, and as the body was rotating at high speed, the thin cicada wings flashed with a sharp metallic luster, and they collided with Ma Hongjun again in silence.

Stabbed!

As the flames spread, Feng Xiaotian's figure was shaken, and his face instantly turned pale, and the cyan light wings behind him were also pierced, and they were instantly torn apart by Ma Hongjun's red golden light wings, and then exploded with a bang. Open, and it turned into a rain of blood that sprinkled down the sky.

"puff!"

Feng Xiaotian's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of red blood sprayed into the sky accompanied by a rain of blood. In the next instant, his body fell uncontrollably towards the ground.

The raging flames steamed around Ma Hongjun's body, and the blood sprayed by Feng Xiaotian was burned and evaporated in the blazing high temperature before it even touched his body.

Ma Hongjun retracted the pure Yang Gangjin scattered on the entire red golden light wing, gently flapped his wings, turned into a brilliant streamer, caught up with Feng Xiaotian, which was falling fast, and lifted him to the ground.

Following the violent collision between the two, they were already hundreds of meters high in the air unknowingly. If Feng Xiaotian was in this state, he would definitely fall into a meatloaf if he fell.

In fact, even if his spirit power is deeper than Feng Xiaotian, if he continues to urge Pure Yang Gang Jin, the spirit power in his body at this time is less than 30%.

Feng Xiaotian's face was bitter, as if he had become a salted fish, and he didn't care about his falling body until he saw him being lifted by Ma Hongjun to the ground. He didn't know what stimulation he had received, but it was puffing again. With a sound, a mouthful of blood came out.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, and Ma Hongjun's different treatment was too obvious. He hugged and hugged Huo Wu for fear of falling, and it would be his turn to be picked up.

It's a pity that Ma Hongjun doesn't know what Feng Xiaotian is thinking at the moment.

At an altitude of several hundred meters, for a soul master who can fly, it is still very fast, and within a few moments, the two have already landed on the field of competition.

Putting Feng Xiaotian down, Ma Hongjun said calmly, "Brother Feng, you lost."

Feng Xiaotian came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and kept Owner from falling. A touch of unwillingness flashed in his sad eyes. No, it’s no wonder that Huo Wu will choose you instead of me. I can’t beat you, and I’m afraid I won’t get better results than you in the finals. I lost and Kamikaze Academy gave up.”

Ma Hongjun shrugged, and said helplessly, "Are you a dead brain? I have told you how many times. Huo Wu and I are not in that kind of relationship. And you don't want to think that I am a Tiandou horse, you feel proud of Huowu. Her character, would she be willing to share me with Binger?"

"Really?" Feng Xiao's eyes glowed with a gleam, and Ma Hongjun abruptly interrupted.

Ma Hongjun smiled helplessly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really, it's more real than the Golden Soul Coin. I stand by flames. Didn't you find out that the soul skills are Fire Dance? Is it more domineering than Feng Wu?"

Feng Xiaotian was startled slightly, nodded helplessly, and said, "This, okay, I admit, what you said is a little bit feeling."

Ma Hongjun smiled slightly, stepped forward and patted Feng Xiaotian, and said, "Of course. In fact, you don't have to belittle yourself. Your talent is very high. Among the many young soul masters I have seen, only Bing'er and Yuanhuang can Compared with you, I look forward to you becoming stronger in the future."

Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, punched Ma Hongjun, and said, "You fellow, don't comfort me. I can't compare you and Tang San alone, but I will work hard."

Ma Hongjun was startled slightly, and said helplessly, "You, I'm different from Xiaosan. We are forced and different from normal geniuses. Don't ask me now. You will understand this later. By the way, I have a little secret. Do you want to listen?"

Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth, and in the end he still didn't ask what it meant to hang up or hang up, and said, "You tell me, I'll listen."

Ma Hongjun clicked the corner of his mouth and said, "Come here with your ears."

Feng Xiaotian leaned his body towards Ma Hongjun. As he told his story, his pupils first shrank, then the light in his eyes became brighter, and then gradually became so.

"You didn't lie to me?" Feng Xiaotian's eyes were filled with joy.

——I will go to Martial Soul City for the finals soon. Some book friends said not to always play games, so Huang Yi tried his best to intersperse this episode in the original book with other episodes.

The outline of the following story has already been established, but Huang Yi still needs to think about how to write a more exciting story.

In fact, I don't like to follow the original plot all the time, so I intersperse various other plots in the storyline, but occasionally jump back to the original plot, so that everyone does not seem to be disconnected.

Okay, let’s get back to the subject. Everyone still has a monthly pass that has not been voted for. I hope I can vote for Huang Yi. Thank you.

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