Douluo space fighting god

The fat man raised his head and snorted disdainfully, "So you are also a soul master, no wonder you dare to meddle in my business."

"But this is good, so that you know there are differences between soul masters."

As he spoke, the fat man shouted: "Phoenix possessed."

In an instant, purple-red light spurted out from the fat man's body, and his red hair turned into a cockscomb.

Wings did not appear, but long feathers extended from his two fat hands, and his hands became claw-like.

"Hahaha, it seems he is a fat rooster." Xiao Wu laughed heartily as she looked at him.

As if being touched by these words, Ma Hongjun became furious and stared at Xiao Wu.

"Who are you calling the rooster?"

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue cutely and made a face.

Now that Tang San Fengce is here, I understand that he can't do anything to him.

"Your opponent is me."

Tang San warned coldly, all the soul power in his body burst out, and the ghost touch in his hand had already quickly wrapped around Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun opened his eyes angrily, opened his mouth suddenly, and sprayed out his first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Ray

Commonly known as: "Jet Flame"

The soul power exploded instantly, and a thin stream of purple-red flames spurted out from Ma Hongjun's mouth and spurted away towards the ghost touch.

Tang San was shocked. He didn't expect the power of the opponent's flame spray to be so powerful. His ghost touch was instantly burned out as soon as it came into contact with the flames.

For a moment, I was helpless.

After a moment of indulgence, Tang San used Ghost Touch again, trying to control the opponent.

But as soon as the ghost tied Ma Hongjun, the next moment it was directly burned by the jet of flames, leaving him helpless.

Both parties come and go, and you let me burn. After more than ten rounds of stalemate, there was still no winner.

Ma Hongjun is a little envious of the other party's martial spirit, which may be of great use at some point.

Tang San sensed that the other party's soul power might be slightly weaker than his, but his own martial soul was completely restrained. Just being weaker didn't explain the problem at all.

Just like fire overpowering wood, it is irreversible.

"What's wrong? Go ahead and let me see how much Po Teng Man you still have."

Ma Hongjun shouted, because he had the upper hand in the scene, and the opponent's ghost touch had no way to deal with him.

If Tang San hadn't used Ghost Step to avoid the flames, he would have been burned into Tang Fire by Ma Hongjun.

But for Tang San, the current situation can only be said to be -, because he also has the magic weapon Xiao Tang's hidden weapon, and he will not take action easily until the last moment.

Both sides are preparing for the next attack.

Cuihua on the side saw the stalemate and was already ready to make a move. How could she agree to fly away with Ma Hongjun if he won? She still had Heizhu.

I originally thought that these people might teach Ma Hongjun a lesson, and then I would have reason to get rid of him.

But now, I didn't expect this turkey hunter to be so powerful. He could kill everyone with just one move of spraying flames. The kid who unleashed the ghost touch was still helpless.

Cuihua stared at Feng Ce and quickly slipped away with her head lowered and thinking.

But after walking a few steps, a gust of wind blew up around me for no apparent reason. I looked up.

The silver-haired boy actually appeared in front of her.

"Where are you going"

Ma Hongjun on the side immediately noticed the situation here and thought that Feng Ce was trying to embarrass Cuihua, so he didn't care about Tang San.

He directly raised his claws with red-purple flames and attacked Feng Ce.

Suddenly Feng Ce's expression became stern, and the surrounding air vibrated violently, reverberating like an invisible ripple.

Immediately, he moved.

Carrying the piercing and raging wind and the whistling blue thunder in his palm, he walked towards his face.

He was so fast that Ma Hongjun's sharp claws actually missed him.

Take it with one palm

The fat man with red hair flew out instantly, turned sideways degrees in the air, and finally fell to the road next to him with a thud.

There were several scratches on his face that were cut by the wind, and the red hair on his head was so angry that it looked more like a rooster's comb.

"I guess this motherfucker is a ruthless character."

Ma Hongjun used his last breath of consciousness to finish shouting these words and then fainted.

Tang San's eyes widened immediately, looking at this scene in disbelief. Although he knew that Feng Ce was strong yesterday, he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

You must know that this red-haired boy has been in a stalemate with him for more than ten moves, and even Guizhu has been burned more than ten times, but there is still nothing he can do.

Feng Ce knocked people unconscious with just one palm. The attack power was too scary.

Cuihua felt relieved when she saw this scene. She thought that there was no one who could fight. Now she can finally get rid of Ma Hongjun and fly away with her dear brother Heizhu.

"Wow Feng Ce, this guy seems to be less restrained than Dai Sick Cat." Xiao Wu ran over and looked at Ma Hongjun who was unconscious on the roadside.

"Indeed, Dai Mubai's physical fitness is very strong. He is just fat but actually weak." Feng Ce glanced at the fat red-haired man.

"Isn't that right? He also says that he is a man three times a night every day. He is a three times man, but one time lasts three seconds."

When Cuihua saw Ma Hongjun fainted, she hurriedly beat him up and then calmed down a bit.

"If this were not the case, could I break up with him? He is actually pretty good to me, not as flashy as he appears."

"So you put some green on his head?" Feng Ce asked coldly.

"I don't want to either. I don't want to lie to him either, right? You've seen it too. With his character, I'm afraid it will be miserable if I tell him." Cuihua said she was also helpless.

Xiao Wu was confused when she heard it. She didn't understand what he meant by being a man three times in one night. When she asked Tang San, Tang San wouldn't tell her.

"Then get out of here."

"Okay, just get out, bye bye."

Cuihua waved her hand and was about to run away, but after taking a few steps she saw Heizhu.

"Brother Black Pillar," Cuihua waved happily and shouted, running towards a big black man over there.

But when the big black man saw the formation here and Ma Hongjun lying on the ground, he thought Cuihua was in some trouble.

Suddenly I was startled and ran away.

"You bitch, stay away from me, it's none of my business."

Heizhu yelled in panic, and then ran like a black whirlwind and disappeared in a flash.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

Cuihua stood there in a daze, not expecting to be dumped so quickly.

She walked back in a daze, each step becoming heavier.

She began to miss Ma Hongjun's good health. He would give her delicious food and buy her the ones she liked. When bullied, the little fat guy will always protect himself.

Her eyes suddenly became moist, she glanced at Ma Hongjun on the ground, and asked weakly.

"Can I go back to him?"

"get out."

Feng Ce said coldly and ruthlessly.

"Why do you want me to get out? This is a matter between the two of us," Cuihua suddenly roared.

"I'll give you one more chance."

Feng Ce's words were a double entendre, and at the same time he activated his soul power.

A sharp wind echoed, and an invisible pressure hit his face.

Cuihua couldn't help but tremble. She didn't want to be slapped to death. She hesitated for a moment, held back her tears, gritted her teeth, turned around and ran away.

Feng Ce put away his soul power and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, this is a love that cannot stand the test."

As for the meaning of Feng Ce's words, Xiao Wu naturally had only a half-understanding, but Tang San was so witty.

He understood that Feng Ce's words had two meanings.

1: Give her a chance to get out.

2: Give her a chance to return to Ma Hongjun.

Obviously, he chose the former.