Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 39
A silver spear pierced directly from the back of his head, almost piercing the forehead of the person behind him at the same time.

"Gun...gun..."

A group of bandits who had just been organized had no experience at all, and when they saw their deputy leader die like this for no reason, they were immediately taken aback.

"War God Body: Fusion..."

Although Ma Xiaopang likes to joke and play, he is by no means a soft-hearted person in his heart.

The moment he stabbed the deputy leader to death, blood splashed on his nose, which even made him a little excited for no reason, and a sinister smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"what!"

Ma Hongjun retracted his gun in an instant, he didn't intend to give this group of people any chance to talk nonsense, when the Silver Dragon Spear in his hand was thrown from the air when it jumped up, it directly stuck into the chest of the people behind.

Then six wings formed of flames grew out of his back, like a bright light flickering in the dark night, and flew up into the sky in an instant.

"Second Soul Skill: Phoenix Rain!"

Ma Xiaopang's second soul ability allowed him to obtain the flying ability as he wished, and it was also a six-winged flying ability.

Although this skill consumes a lot of soul power and can only last for less than 10 minutes at most, this is still without using other soul skills. If you use the skills attached to the second soul skill, it will last for 10 minutes at most.

But it was enough, Ma Xiaopang decided to make a quick decision, not to leave any chance for this group of people.

Phoenix Rain is a group skill. Although its power is not as powerful as the first spirit skill, Xiefeng Assault, it has a wider range. With his current spirit power, he can launch an attack covering a range of ten meters in diameter.

"No, there is still a soul master on the carriage, everyone get out!"

After Ma Hongjun beheaded the deputy leader and flew into the sky, he seemed to frighten this group of inexperienced bandits.

They were obviously a group of soul masters with soul power, but they were frightened by a kid who was less than ten years old.

The fiery red feathers fluttered in the sky, like a red rain of fire, falling rapidly from the sky.

"Can you run away..."

Ma Xiaopang sneered, flapping his wings and falling quickly.

It's not that he is arrogant, but that the strongest soul master in the group in front of him is only in his twenties.

With the power of Teacher Tia's appearance not long ago, as long as he shows an explosive attack as soon as he comes out, he will definitely be able to bluff this group of people.

As long as they kill a few of the few strong bandits inside before they have time to recover, then they will surely win!
Attacking them by surprise, taking advantage of the situation... Ma Hongjun had already comprehended these things thoroughly in his previous life.

Martial arts competitions are fair only in the arena, which doesn't exist in real life, and life and death fights require all means.

"Leaf Palm!"

Ma Xiaopang let out a low moan, and struck out with a palm, knocking down a bandit who had escaped the attack range of his second soul ability to the ground.

"The first soul skill: Xiefeng Assault!"

Another soul skill was fired, and Ma Xiaopang decisively withdrew his wings, which were extremely consuming soul power, and switched to hand-to-hand combat.

The 1.5-meter-long Silver Dragon Spear appeared out of thin air again.

With a shot, the bandit closest to him was pierced through the chest by a shot. The moment he pulled out the gun, blood spurted out immediately.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, he's just a child, and he's just a great soul master, let's get rid of him first!"

At the same time, after Ma Xiaopang removed his wings, his short and fat figure finally stood out. Isn't this a fucking brat? ! ?

"We were actually frightened by a little fat man..."

A group of bandits also reacted at this time, and stopped their escaping steps.

"Oh, really…"

Ma Xiaopang sneered, holding a long gun that didn't fit the size, he squatted down on horseback, surrounded by the remaining ten bandits alone.

Although the second soul skill Phoenix Rain is very cool and has a wide range, the damage is not high. In addition, these bandits are focused on running away and defending, so the damage caused is very limited. Except for the four people killed in the sneak attack, the rest Although the bandits were wounded, their battle strength was well preserved.

"Misty step..."

Ma Xiaopang stepped on the lost track, dodging left and right in the crowd, stabbing the silver dragon spear in his hand from time to time, causing damage to the bandit, and then quickly dodged the attack from behind.

"Everyone, pay attention, this little fat man is too flexible, we must pay attention to his sneak attack."

Ten bandits, but they couldn't take down a kid for a long time. In addition to leaving a wound on Ma Xiaopang's shoulder, someone on his side was shot through the shoulder. If you take a step back, it may be the chest .

"That's called a fight..."

Ma Xiaopang's eyes were bloodshot, he felt the blood in his body was boiling, this feeling is really great.

Every time in the martial arts competition in the previous life, I had to be careful every time, for fear of accidentally hitting hard.

But here, he didn't need to think about these at all. Since this group of people chose to live a life of licking blood, it is destined that no one will pay attention to them even if they die.

The blood on his shoulders slowly permeated the skirt, making the red dress on him look even more weird in the dark night.

"Boys come on!"

Each of them has weapons, and as soul masters, even if they are weak, they still know how to use soul skills.

Soon, Ma Xiaopang was beaten so badly that he could only hold his gun left and right to block, and the wounds on his body began to increase.

After all, there are still too many people, and with only level 23 soul power, even though they have been using martial arts to fight hand-to-hand, their bodies are still getting weaker and weaker.

With the loss of blood and exhaustion of physical strength, Ma Hongjun's attack speed became slower and slower.

"Come again!"

Ma Xiaopang gritted his teeth, and excitement flickered inexplicably on his sinister smile.

In the dim forest, the moon is bright, the stars are twinkling, and there is more and more blood on the ground, there are horses and bandits.

In order to better use the terrain, Ma Xiaopang led the bandits into the woods on both sides of the road, using the trees to cover his figure.

And on the top of a big tree, a slender figure was quietly watching every move below.

"Not bad, ruthless, decisive, a good seed..."

If someone took a closer look at this time, they would find that there was a special symbol representing the Hall of Spirits on his shoulders, he was a battle soul master, and he was also a powerful Contra!
Then, he glanced at the one-sided massacre not far away.

"She's...Tia...?..."

"Interesting, interesting, isn't this little fat man my grandson?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Hei Ying's mouth, and he seemed to be sketching some interesting thoughts in his mind.

In the forest below, Ma Xiaopang hid in a bush, enduring the pain in his body, and using his soul power to suppress his bleeding wound.

He has killed six people, and there are still four bandits who are looking for his trail.

"It feels...so cool..."

At this moment Ma Hongjun is like an old hunter in the jungle, waiting with bated breath for the arrival of the prey.

"Treader, get that little fat man out, he has no energy."

The four bandits waved their big knives viciously. They had completely forgotten the purpose of their trip, and now they wanted to kill that little kid. They were obviously a group of bandits, but they were killed by a child!

"careful!"

However, at this moment, a silver spear suddenly thrust out from its right front, and pierced into his chest quickly and fiercely.

huh~
Almost at the same time as the silver spear stabbed out, another sound of piercing through the air came.

It was a dagger, the dagger with the title of Tetanus Blade that Ma Xiaopang treasured, flew out directly, and unexpectedly accurately inserted it into the throat of another bandit.

tick...

tick...tw...

Blood slowly dripped from Ma Xiaopang's body, and he was completely exhausted.

He braced himself up and climbed back to the carriage, performed a simple hemostasis on himself, and then passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)