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(8th Watch)

The little fat man Ma Junhong looked angry and said:

"What do you mean I can't stand me, I really don't understand what you girls are thinking, it's okay to break up, come and me again, I'll break up with you, otherwise, no way."

While speaking, Ma Junhong raised her hand and went to pull the girl Cuihua.

Burst!

A sudden laugh suddenly attracted Ma Junhong's attention.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw Yang Ming holding his stomach and smiling from ear to ear.

Ma Junhong was so young, he actually came to that with a girl, Yang Ming really couldn't hold back.

Ma Junhong shrugged his two eyebrows and said angrily:

"What are you that dare to laugh at Lao Tzu?"

"Hey!" Xiao Wu crossed her hands on her hips, complained for Yang Ming, and said, "Why are you so rude." ”

"What's wrong?" Ma Junhong looked arrogant and said: "I am your old man, come and bite me if you don't accept it!" ”

Tang San's face sank: "Who are you?" Do you have the ability to say it again? ”

Ma Junhong's upper lip trembled slightly, and he sneered: "Whoever is nosy, I am who Lao Tzu!" ”

No matter how good Tang San's temper was, he couldn't tolerate such insults from others, not to mention, Ma Junhong not only insulted him alone, but also insulted Yang Ming and Xiao Wu all over again.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Immovable as a mountain, moving as a fire, Tang San moved, wrapped in Sheng Ji's anger, stepping on the ghost shadow and walking in the shadows, the figure swayed left and right, the person shot out like an arrow from the string, and kicked towards the chest of the little fat man.

This kick seems to be a kick, but it hides the next two changes, Tang San is holding a secret weapon in his hand and is ready to move, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is also ready to attack at any time, not to mention that this kick is wrapped in a powerful force, ordinary people may not be able to afford it.

It's just that since the little fat man is so arrogant, of course he also has the capital to be arrogant.

Seeing that Tang San's scud was about to attack, the corners of Ma Junhong's mouth curled into a sneering arc.

"See if I don't knock you down!"

As the words fell, Ma Junhong stepped forward with both fists, blocking Tang San's feet, and a faint purple light shone on his body, which was obviously a fluctuation of soul power.

Tang San raised his eyebrows, realizing that the little fat man was not very easy to deal with, so he simply changed his move in mid-air, and the kick he kicked out magically stopped in mid-air, changed his kick to step, and stepped on the little fat man's abdomen.

Don't look at Ma Junhong's fatness, but his reaction was not satisfied at all, and he sensitively swung his two fists down at the same time and smashed them into Tang San's feet.

Sou!

Under Tang San's sleeve robe, a black shadow flashed away, and the speed was extremely fast.

Ma Junhong's expression changed slightly, and he dodged cleanly to dodge, dodging Tang San's feet and hidden weapons at the same time.

Standing up again, Ma Jun's red face was not red or breathless, it seemed that the series of actions in a short period of time just now did not affect him much, but a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Hmph, no wonder you dare to meddle with my business, it's a little skillful."

"However, that's the end of you, I'll let you take a look, what is called in the face of absolute strength, all resistance is vain!"

"Phoenix! Possessed! ”

The word phoenix is quite deterrent.

Since ancient times, when associated with creatures such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, it is definitely a high-end existence.

Among the beast martial souls in the Douluo Continent, there are several particularly powerful martial souls, such as the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, the White Tiger, the Nine Fire Phoenixes, and the Seraphim.

The phoenix is also known as the colorful bird, and the phoenix martial soul not only allows the host to have the ability to fly, but also gives the powerful attack power of the fire attribute, which is the best in the strong combat martial spirit.

Tang San and Xiao Wu's hearts were slightly cold, but Yang Ming had a smile on the corner of his mouth, watching Ma Junhong's performance.

Purple and red light rushed out from Ma Junhong's body, the short hair on his head suddenly became longer, and gathered towards the center, turning into a mohican-style hairstyle, the wings did not appear, but as soon as the purple-red light penetrated out of the body, it immediately released a strong heat.

Two yellow soul rings rose from his feet at the same time, long feathers sprouted from his thick arms, and his hands turned into bird-like claws.

It's just that, unlike the noble, dignified and elegant phoenix image in the impression, Ma Junhong's appearance at this time is quite funny.

It has a round body, arms with long fuchsia feathers, and hair that stands up, and is very non-mainstream.

Even so, Ma Junhong put on a very sassy posture and said:

"Fear, despair, and then kneel in the pain of repentance for offending me!"

"Poof." Xiao Wu covered her mouth and smiled, "Just like you, you are embarrassed to make us feel desperate?" ”

"Who do you say is a native chicken? You are the local chicken, your whole family is a local chicken! ”

The word "local chicken" seemed to touch Ma Junhong's sore spot, the first soul ring under his feet lit up, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and a thin purple-red flame erupted out, turning into a slender tongue of fire.

Wherever the tongue of fire passed, the heat distorted the air.

"Beware!"

Tang San secretly buried the Blue Silver Grass in the ground, originally prepared to deal with Ma Junhong, but he couldn't hide it at this time.

It grew out of the ground, turning into a long blue vine wrapped around Xiao Wu's thin waist, pulling her sideways to avoid the flames from Ma Junhong's spew.

Ma Junhong's eyes turned, glancing coldly at Tang San and Xiao Wu, and then his gaze was fixed on Yang Ming.

He hadn't forgotten that the first person who laughed at him before was Yang Ming!

Ma Junhong didn't close his mouth, and let the tongue of fire continue to spew, but he turned the target, and this time it sprayed towards Yang Ming.

Despite the fact that the tongue of fire was only five meters away, the flames were so hot that the air around them was distorted.

A hint of excitement flashed in the depths of Ma Junhong's eyes, and he really wanted to see Yang Ming fleeing in embarrassment in front of his powerful soul technique.

At that time, he will be able to taunt Yang Ming loudly and let out a good breath!

It's just that, to his surprise, Yang Ming didn't mean to dodge at all.

"What's the situation? Is he looking down on me? ”

Thinking like this, a trace of anger flashed in Ma Junhong's eyes, and he secretly increased the output of soul power, and even the tongue of fire was bigger, and the scorching wind and waves hit him.

"Playing with fire in front of me?"

Yang Ming's expression was a little crying and laughing, and at the same time as a black soul ring appeared under his feet, his body part turned into the body of a flame demon, and his palm was composed of Qinglian Earth Heart Fire.

Then, in Ma Junhong's rather frightened gaze, the finger shrouded in cyan flame clothes flicked so lightly, and the flame tongue was as crisp as glass, and it was directly extinguished!

The Lord of Fire, but the Lord of the Flames!

It's just a little bit of a tongue, it's just a small meaning!

"It can't be!"

The scene in front of him directly subverted Ma Junhong's three views.

"Young man." Yang Ming raised his head, looked at Ma Junhong with an indifferent face, and chuckled: "You can pretend to be better than them, pretend with me, and kill you!" ”