Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

No more words. The moment the referee announced the start of the game, Feng Xiaotian activated his second and third soul skills at the same time! The cyan two-headed wolf phantom merged with his body, and at the same time a pair of cyan light wings sprouted from behind.

All members of the Kamikaze team could fly, which gave them an advantage in previous games. However, Feng Xiaotian did not take off directly at this time, but rushed towards Murong Fu. His first soul ring flashed and he raised his hand at the same time.

With his hand, more than a dozen wind blades burst out.

The angle of this wind knife was extremely tricky. Murong Fu could tell at a glance that only two of them actually attacked his body, while the remaining dozen or so were blocking his dodge directions up, down, left, and right. This should not be a characteristic of the soul skill itself.

It was Feng Xiaotian's personal manipulation.

interesting!

Murong Fu was overjoyed to see his hunting heart, and he quickly pointed out the long stick transformed from dragon flames in his hand, which would definitely hit two of his wind blades and break them. As expected, the other wind blades all brushed against him.

It scratched the edge without hurting a single corner of his clothes or the ends of his hair.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised at Murong Fu's eyesight, but his figure did not stop at all. He had already arrived in front of Murong Fu, and his hands covered with soul power like wolf claws suddenly grabbed Murong Fu's face.

Are you trying to disfigure me? What a hatred.

Murong Fu secretly smiled in his heart, hid his long stick behind his back, stretched out his left hand, and gently touched Feng Xiaotian's arm.

Feng Tianxiao suddenly felt that the balance of his entire body was suddenly destroyed, and the direction of his strength shifted instantly. His body rolled uncontrollably, and his head fell towards the ground. He reacted sharply, hurriedly waved his soul power, and put his hands on the ground.

, ready to jump back and reorganize the offensive.

However, Murong Fu had no intention of letting him go just like that. Seeing Feng Xiaotian regaining control of his body just before his head hit the ground, he praised in his heart, but the long stick in his hand had already been swept onto Feng Xiaotian's arm.

.

Feng Xiaotian's arms were in pain, and he could not use the strength of his arms to bounce away from his body as expected. Seeing that his body was about to fall down again, Feng Xiaotian's cyan light wings fluttered behind him, and he quickly retreated with his body.

"Want to run?" Murong Fu chuckled, stretched his long stick forward, and pointed at Feng Xiaotian's body.

It was different from the pain and forceful knocking Feng Xiaotian expected. There was only slight pain where the long stick hit him on his back, but his body seemed to be stuck by the stick. He was unable to continue flying away, but was pulled away.

Come back.

Sticky Character Technique! This is a very clever way to use soul power among weapons, but for Murong Fu, it is not difficult.

Feng Tianxiao was miserable. From the first time they met, he had been facing down with his back to Murong Fu. He has not turned around yet. At this time, he was glued to Murong Fu again. He knew that if he did not change the status quo, he would not be able to turn around.

It was so ugly to be defeated!

Of course Feng Xiaotian couldn't accept this. The eye-catching black soul ring flickered slightly, and countless wind blades formed a whirlwind, appearing around him in an instant.

Now Murong Fu had no choice but to dodge. He drew his long stick and jumped back to avoid the sudden appearance of the tornado blade.

In the tornado, Feng Xiaotian flapped his wings and finally turned around, his face looking rather ugly.

Although I expected Murong Fu to be strong, the result after the real fight was unexpected. I had already been under the second and third soul skill increase, and my physical fitness, soul power, and speed had been greatly improved. But even so, it was still a face-to-face encounter.

He was at a disadvantage. He was even forced to use his fifth soul skill to save himself!

You know, at this time Murong Fu didn't even use a single soul skill.

Murong Fu did not attack. He poked the long stick of Wuhun to the side and looked at Feng Xiaotian with interest. As soon as they fought, his psychological advantage was already established. Feng Xiaotian was not his opponent.

Now, just see what else the other party can come up with, something that he can find interesting.

Murong Fu's attitude was caught in Feng Xiaotian's eyes, and he immediately understood the meaning, and was immediately very angry. The fourth soul ring flashed, and at the same time he opened his arms, and from between his fingers, three two-foot-long sticks stretched out like

The actual light blade rushed towards Murong Fu again without making a sound.

Guard claws!

Murong Fu chuckled, feeling that Feng Xiaotian's fourth soul skill at this time was a bit like a rare strange weapon. However, two feet long is considered a short weapon. As the saying goes, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Although this kind of weapon has sharp and fierce moves,

But you have to hit the opponent.

Shaking his head secretly in his heart, Murong Fu also stepped forward with his stick and pointed it out from a long distance. Feng Xiaotian tried to ward it off with his wolf claws, but was dodged by Murong Fu's deft feint.

At this time, the stick had already poked Feng Xiaotian in the chest.

"If Murong is good at playing guns, he must be a good hand!" Zhao Yun from Ba Wu Tang said in the audience. Ba Wu Tang currently has fifty-one points, ranking twelfth, and barely squeezed in.

One round. So now I feel very peaceful and can watch the game with the most leisurely attitude.

On the ring, this time Feng Xiaotian learned the lesson. As soon as the long stick touched his body, the light wings behind him immediately started to flap, and he stepped back and pulled away, so that Murong Fu's subsequent upward move had no effect.

The response is okay.

Murong Fu's smile became even brighter, but his feet suddenly accelerated, and the head of the stick pointed at Feng Xiaotian again.

In the eyes of others, Murong Fu's stick was an ordinary point. But in Feng Xiaotian's eyes, it was completely different. The stick head did not branch out, but trembled and rotated slightly. The subtle tremor seemed to contain something.

There are countless changes, covering all directions that Feng Xiaotian can dodge.

If you don't dodge, you can still retreat after being hit, but if you dodge, the consequences may be much worse than if you don't dodge. Feng Xiaotian had this idea strangely, and then he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

To hide or not to hide!

Feng Xiaotian was struggling, but Murong Fu would not wait for him. The long stick was already approaching. Even if he tried to hide this time, it was already too late. Feng Xiaotian was stabbed in the chest again. Finally, Feng Xiaotian had recovered at this time.

Mind, he flapped his wings again and flew high, reaching a height of five or six meters in the air.

Murong Fu couldn't reach this height without using his soul skills.

"Hey, Brother Feng, this is boring." Murong Fu looked at Feng Xiaotian in the sky and said with a smile.

Feng Xiaotian didn't speak, his face was already very ugly.

Although since the fight, Murong Fu seemed to have only made a few casual blows. But only when he actually faced Murong Fu did he know how terrifying those few blows were! It was a kind of pressure that he didn't know how to resist.

When he fought with Murong Tai before, Feng Xiaotian was amazed by his skills. However, Murong Tai said at that time that if his martial arts skills were compared, his younger brother would be a hundred times better than him. At that time, Feng Xiaotian didn't believe it, but now he really met Murong Fu.

, Feng Xiaotian believed it.

There really is a kind of person in this world, whose martial soul and soul power are obviously not much stronger than yours, but as soon as you make a move, you know that you are no match...

However, just admit defeat?

Feng Xiaotian shook his head, took a deep breath, and his soul power was running at full speed. There is no point in testing. At this time, just use the strongest method!

"Murong, your strength is beyond my expectation, but I must defeat you today! Use my self-created Swift Wind Demonic Wolf Slash!" Feng Tianxiao said with a serious face in the air.

Murong Fu waved the long stick in his hand, and then suddenly poked it on the ground beside him. With his free hand, he waved to Feng Tian with a smile. The meaning was obvious, come on! From Meng Shu's mouth, he

I knew that Feng Xiaotian had created his own soul skills, so I was very curious.

Feng Xiaotian roared loudly, and his body suddenly rose up, almost touching the dome of the arena. You must know that this arena is fifty meters high.

Murong Fu raised his head and put his hand on the awning over his eyes. Even with his amazing eyesight, when he looked at Feng Xiaotian, there was only a small black dot left. However, the next moment, the figure began to become smaller and larger, and it was actually a direct

Dive down from high in the sky.

What's amazing is that he swooped down extremely fast, but there was no sound of breaking through the air. The soul power formed a special cover on the surface of his body, and the pair of light wings condensed with soul power were half retracted, and they were in contact with the body.

It fits the city at a perfect angle. It’s like a cyan blade falling from the sky!

Oh, a palm technique falling from the sky!

Murong Fu laughed dumbly. He remembered a secret skill that was almost lost in his previous life. According to legend, there was a move that fell from the sky!

His mentality was relaxed, but at this time, the players from other colleges in the audience were secretly frightened. Feng Xiaotian's speed was so fast that they were frightened. How to block such a dive attack? They didn't know, but they were vaguely aware of it.

I know that Murong Fu can stop him.

Bang!

Murong Fu's long martial arts stick hit the diving Feng Xiaotian just in time. When Feng Xiaotian dived three feet above the ground, he was already close enough to leave a series of shadows, but he was still hit by Murong Fu's stick.

middle.

However, when the two sides collided, Feng Xiaotian drew a wonderful arc and soared into the sky again, but this time he only flew five or six meters high. Murong Fu's long stick was slightly swayed away.

"Yo!" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming slightly interested. Because looking at Feng Xiaotian's attitude, it seemed that there would be a follow-up.

Sure enough, Murong Fu's body, which rushed into the air, still drew a perfect arc, drew a circle in the air, and then cut down again.

Murong Fu found it interesting, so he didn't use any techniques and hit him with another stick.

There was another muffled sound, and Feng Xiaotian rose into the sky again.

When Feng Xiaotian came down again for the third time, his speed was actually a little faster than the previous two times. This time Murong Fu did not swing out the long stick. He wanted to see what tricks Feng Xiaotian could do when he fell to the ground.

He raised his long stick and simply resisted.

Sure enough, after the two collided, Feng Xiaotian rose into the sky again, but it was lower than before.

Murong Fu curled his lips. Oops? His strength seems to have improved a bit.

This time, Feng Xiaotian did not directly fly high again. Instead, he turned around in the air and fought with Murong Fu again. Then twice, three times! After three consecutive collisions, his body drew an arc again.

Soaring into the sky.

This time, Feng Xiaotian drew a huge arc and once again reached a height of tens of meters. Then, he rushed down again and raised his height again after six consecutive attacks...

This time, the smile on Murong Fu's face was even brighter.

During the last collision, Murong Fu felt a slight numbness in his hands.

Sure enough, Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill used subtle micro-control to fine-tune his body shape in the air, keeping his body in an arc-shaped charging state. His speed and strength also continued to increase.

"Brother Feng, this is a good move, but I don't know how many times you can do it!" Murong Fu laughed.

Feng Xiaotian in the air was drawing an arc again, preparing to dive. Hearing this, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, which almost caused the superimposed charge state to collapse.

The other party saw it!

So fast!

However, he had only reached the twelfth level! The power had not reached the ideal state. However, since Murong Fu saw it and asked again, he did not hide it. While rushing down again, he said concisely: "Forty

two!"

"The number of six or seven!" Murong Fu once again withstood a series of six blows. When Feng Xiaotian rose into the sky again, he smiled and said: "Brother Feng, come here, let me see, when the number of six or seven is reached, it will be

How powerful it is. Before that, I only defended, not attacked!"

Feng Xiaotian, who was taking off for the fourth time, felt mixed emotions in his heart when he heard Murong Fu's words.

The opponent saw the genius of his self-created soul skill, but instead of interrupting, he wanted to resist and see the final power.

Are you looking down on me?

Feng Xiaotian's eyes were slightly red. Although he was born with full soul power, he was too frivolous and dissolute in his early years and was not interested in cultivation. But even so, his soul power has always been among the best among his peers.

It wasn't until he met Huo Wu that Feng Xiao Genius, who fell in love with him at first sight, started working hard. And in order to attract Huo Wu's attention, he also specially studied a gorgeous yet powerful self-created soul skill.

Researching his self-created soul skills delayed a lot of his practice, but the results satisfied him. The power of this soul skill made him feel that he was already the leader among soul masters of the same level.

However, the sudden appearance of Murong Tai made him feel the crisis! For this reason, he began to study hard and strengthen the soul skill originally called the Thirty-Six Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf. Now, it has been upgraded from thirty-six consecutive slashes to forty-two.

Although the consecutive slashes only increased by six slashes, the power of the fully charged last slash was more than doubled.

However, a more powerful opponent has appeared!

Murong Fu, who is less than fifteen years old, is the Soul King!

Feng Xiaotian was so shocked that he almost had a psychological breakdown. At the same time, he deeply regretted that he had been too dissolute. Until he learned something from Yu Tianheng that he had never imagined before, fairy grass!

Now, Feng Xiaotian, who is already the Soul King, uses his own soul skill that has been upgraded to forty-two consecutive cuts. He thinks that even if he is the Soul Emperor, it will not be easy for him to receive this blow. However, Murong Fu actually wants to take this blow forcefully.

.

Okay, then I will make it happen for you!

Feng Xiaotian became furious and launched another attack, but this time he no longer concealed his intentions, and the performance of his energy accumulation was more obvious. He also did not pursue every collision with Murong Fu. In fact, such collisions would make him need to make fine adjustments to ensure that

Sprint maintenance.

Murong Fu didn't care and just watched Feng Xiaotian gathering his strength with a smile.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Well, the first update as usual on Sunday~