Douluo bathing in fire Phoenix

Chapter 119 Silver Armored General
"Boy, are you the one who killed my child?" A middle-aged man in silver armor asked.

Maybe it was because he had just experienced a battle, his blood was surging, and his killing intent was calm.

Ma Hongjun smiled and said: "Your son is short-lived, what does it matter to me? You are an old boy, you dare to stand in front of the young master with so many people, are you in a hurry to go down to see your son?"

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man looked at Ma Hongjun through gritted teeth, and roared viciously.

That was his only son. He originally wanted to take him along for a bit of military exploits, but he didn't expect that he would be killed by a brat!
The middle-aged man held his right hand empty, a silver gun with tiger pattern emerged, and five soul rings of yellow, yellow, yellow, purple and purple emerged under his feet.

Although the martial soul of the middle-aged man is exactly the same as that of the young general in silver armor, they are not the same in terms of power.

The man came straight towards Ma Hongjun with a spear in his hand, and the spear pierced Ma Hongjun's vitals like lightning.

Good guy, it turns out that the silver-armored young general's clumsy marksmanship was learned from his own father, so he can't be blamed.This kind of marksmanship is simple and simple. Although it has loopholes, it is the most efficient killing technique on the battlefield.

It's a pity that it's not on the battlefield now!
Ma Hongjun repeated the old trick, grabbed the silver spear with his left palm, but he was slightly startled when he grabbed it.

It turned out that this middle-aged man was a soul king after all, and his strength was not comparable to that of the young general in silver armor.

Ma Hongjun was about to let go when he grabbed it, he gritted his teeth, his muscles puffed up, and he firmly grasped the middle-aged man's spear.

The middle-aged man was about to draw his gun and stab again, but found that he couldn't draw it no matter what, he was shocked, "This kid's strength is so great!"

The second soul ring under his feet lit up!

The second soul skill - Folding Wave Strength!

Ma Hongjun only felt that the silver spear suddenly trembled, and the strength of the middle-aged man followed one after another, like waves hitting the rocks incessantly.

Ma Hongjun could no longer hold the silver gun.

The middle-aged man took advantage of the victory to pursue, and stabbed him again!
"Do you think you are the only one with weapons?"

Ma Hongjun pulled out a big sword from his trousers, and blocked it in front of him.

The tip of the silver spear was on the blade of Ma Hongjun's great sword.

Ma Hongjun once again felt the force of the heavy one after another, the right hand holding the big sword trembled slightly, and the left palm slapped the sword suddenly,
Whatever you do, I will break it by myself!
The ferocious strength crushed the middle-aged man's waves like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he sent out the rest of his energy.

Bang!
Ma Hongjun and the middle-aged man took a few steps back at the same time!

Ma Hongjun moved his right wrist, his face was full of excitement, sure enough, only this kind of soul king-level opponent could allow him to fight happily!
Seeing Ma Hongjun's excited look, the middle-aged man's eyes were about to burst into flames, wishing he could immediately swallow Ma Hongjun alive!
Ma Hongjun didn't care, turned his neck and said with a smile: "The warm-up is over, I'll show you what it means for a Taoist priest to return with a dog!"

Ma Hongjun slid his left finger across the blade of the big sword, and saw a purple-black flame instantly ignite on the sword,
"Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, quickly manifest his spirit!"

With a wave of the big sword, two groups of dog-shaped flames the size of half a man rushed out.

This is Ma Hongjun's fire control technique, and it has nothing to do with Taishang Laojun, but in a fight, you have to be a bit forceful!

Ma Hongjun preemptively struck the middle-aged man with his big sword.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to raise his gun to attack, two fire dogs surrounded him from the flanks. The flames burning on the fire dogs made him feel a little fear, which was his battle-tested intuition.

This flame is definitely not a different flame!

The middle-aged man swept his gun across the two fire dogs, but what surprised him was that his silver gun did not cause any damage to the two fire dogs at all, just like shooting a machine gun at a ball of flames , is of no use!
In desperation, the middle-aged man had no choice but to avoid the two flames.

Ma Hongjun took the opportunity to stab with a sword!
The middle-aged man was shocked. As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.The distance between the two was so close that the silver spear could not be used at all.

The fourth soul ring under his feet lit up.

The fourth soul skill--Mysterious Turtle Shield!

The middle-aged man grabbed the middle end of the silver spear, and the silver spear spun instantly, swinging it airtightly, forming a shield.

"What a rotten shield, watch me pierce it for you!"

Ma Hongjun exerted all his strength, and his sword seemed to pierce the sky.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ma Hongjun's strength touched the middle-aged man's shield, he deflected to other directions strangely, and even Ma Hongjun's figure became unstable, and he staggered to the side.

As expected of a thousand-year soul skill, it is really powerful.

At the same time, Ma Hongjun also complained secretly, this old boy obviously used a gun, so what is the whole soul skill for?If you want to be an all-round soul master, you might as well have a control system.

Seeing that the middle-aged man repelled him, Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, and sneered, "You don't think this is the end, do you? How naive!"

Ma Hongjun touched the blade of the sword again with his left finger, and the purple-black flame ignited again!

"Tai Shang Lao Jun is in a hurry like a law!"

Swinging the sword again, two fire dogs ran out again!
Even the extremely angry middle-aged man couldn't help cursing.

What kind of rogue trick is this?Two dogs were already difficult to deal with, but now there are two more.

But in fact Ma Hongjun still has a snake on his wrist!
The middle-aged man defended from the left to the right, hiding from the left and hiding from the right, in a terrible embarrassment.On the other hand, Ma Hongjun was extremely leisurely, watching the middle-aged man's performance with his big sword in his hand.

The middle-aged man still knows the truth that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it, but you just didn't expect it to happen to you.

He accidentally let a fire dog bite his thigh. Of course, the fire dog is not a real dog after all, and instantly turned into a flame and attached to his thigh.The purple-black flames were extremely hot, and burned his protective soul power in a short time. When he tried to use his soul power to disperse the flames, he found that the flames were so weird that they couldn't be removed at all.

It's like a will-o'-the-wisp from hell!

"what!"

Ma Hongjun shook his head with a smile, "What a wonderful scream, seeing how the flames are burning, you have a lot of greed! You deserve death."

Ma Hongjun seemed to have thought of something again, "No, my bathing fire can now burn not only greed, but also hatred. Seeing you are so angry, there must be a lot of hatred."

The middle-aged man was indeed a battle-tested man who was used to life and death, endured the pain deep in his soul, and looked at Ma Hongjun angrily.

The fifth spirit ring under his feet lit up!

The fifth soul skill—Tiger Strength!

The tiger pattern on the silver gun suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the middle-aged man Zhou Sheng transformed into a ten-foot-sized fierce tiger, with amazing momentum!
Like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, it rushed towards Ma Hongjun with majestic momentum.

The evil spirit of the middle-aged man who has been on the battlefield for a long time and killed countless people is perfectly combined with the aura of the tiger. If an untrained young soul master faces this move, he may not have the courage to resist it.

Even if the man's soul ring is not the best configuration, he is still a soul king, and a soul king's desperate blow can be called terrifying!
(End of this chapter)