Douluo's Golden Ox Divine Ax

At that moment, the twelve people in the audience, including the master, closed their eyes almost at the same time.

The power of this kind of volley, killing, circling and falling can be imagined.

Yan Ye was unlucky today as he met Xiao Wu, a little evil star.

In addition, Xiao Wu was furious after losing to the Royal Dou Team in the previous two games.

There was no intention of showing mercy at all at this time.

However, Yan Ye was a level 40 fighting spirit sect after all, and he was spinning rapidly in two circles.

He finally woke up from Xiao Wu's charm skill.

Although his martial soul was too late to be used, he finally managed to spread his soul power throughout his body to protect his body.

But at the next moment, the violent shock had already scattered the soul power he had gathered.

Boom - Yan Ye's body hit the ground heavily.

Xiao Wu slapped his body flat on the ground, completely touching the ground.

Yan Ye didn't even have time to scream, but his nose was bleeding. The whole person was stunned by the fall.

However, this is just the beginning.

Xiao Wu didn't pause, put her hands on Yan Ye's waist and did a back handspring, and clamped her feet directly on both sides of Yan Ye's head.

The waist bow was activated again, causing Yan Ye's body to fall forward, and his hands were released.

But the feet can exert greater power. Yan Ye's body is driven by Xiao Wu's feet.

As Xiao Wu performed another back handspring, her whole body was lifted up and hit the ground again.

Just looking at Yan Ye's injuries getting more and more serious.

Yu Tianheng and others were about to admit defeat, but before they could walk towards the master, Xiao Wu in the field began to fall for the second time.

She saw her body flip back, knocking Yan Ye back to the previous position.

Yan Ye's body was like a sack picked up by Xiao Wu's feet, six times in total, three times in the front and back.

The bones all over his body were smashed so hard that they kept making crackling sounds.

"Holy shit, holy shit..." Dai Mubai and the other three kept following Yan Ye's body, which was being thrown up by Xiao Wu with all his strength.

Every time they fell hard, they couldn't help but scream, and blood splashed to their feet.

Finally, when Xiao Wu threw Yan Ye's body up again, he no longer fell directly to the ground.

Instead, it was thrown into the air. Six consecutive falls were considered the end. Including the initial volley, killing and circling fall, it was already seven times.

Yan Ye was lying there quietly on the ground, his face was ashen, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

Except for the slight rise and fall of his chest, there must be no movement in his whole body.

The expressions of several members of the Imperial Fighting Team next to them changed drastically, and they looked at Xiao Wu in that scene coldly.

Yufeng swayed and appeared next to Yan Ye, eagerly checking his injuries.

But Yu Tianheng and others had gloomy faces throughout the whole process.

They naturally understood that Xiao Wu was taking naked revenge and showed no mercy at all.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were overjoyed and couldn't stop praising her.

Ning Rongrong said: "Well done, you finally breathed a sigh of relief for me this time.

It's best to meet that bull Shengluo next time, and then you can beat him until he climbs down and cannot move.

Just like Yan Ye today. Then I'll see how proud he is and how he pulls him off.

At that time, we must let them know how powerful we are, lest they become arrogant and proud. "

Dai Mubai on the other side glared at Xiao Wu and whispered:

“You took the wrong medicine, knocked him out in front of them and did it again.

If they bring this matter to the Master, we won't be able to get any relief.

But this seems very relieving. "After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Seeing the unhappy expressions on the faces of his nephew and others.

The master naturally understands the reason, but as a teacher at Shrek Academy, he naturally favors Xiao Wu.

However, in order to worry about the opinions of Yu Tianheng and others, he pretended to scold Xiao Wu a few words.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wu's nonchalant look gave Master a headache.

However, in order to divert the attention of several people, the master directly arranged for Ma Hongjun to come on stage.

Yufeng on the other side saw it and stepped onto the ring without saying a word, showing off his martial spirit, as if he was ready for the battle.

Ma Hongjun, who was standing next to him, looked at Yufeng on the stage and decided to admit defeat.

However, after looking at his teammates, he still walked onto the ring with his body shaking.

After seeing Ma Hongjun, Yufeng directly released his martial spirit, Wind Chime Bird.

He said with a serious face: "Yu Feng, Wuhun Wind Chime Bird, forty-level fighting soul sect, please pay attention."

After saying that, a pair of medium-sized, brown wings stretched out from his back.

The feathers on the wings don't look soft at all, but they have a solid texture.

Yufeng's pair of wings did not grow out of thin air, but formed from his arms.

At this time, his wings were flapping and he had already flown into the air. He was watching from a high position, waiting for Ma Hongjun to release his martial spirit.

I saw purple-red light rushing out of Ma Hongjun's body, and the short hair on his head suddenly grew longer.

and gathers toward the center, becoming a mohawk-like release. The wings did not appear.

But as soon as the purple-red light came out of the body, it immediately released intense heat.

Two circles of yellow soul rings rose from his feet at the same time, and long feathers extended from his exposed thick arms. The hands also turned into claw shapes.

After Yufeng saw that his opponent had released his martial spirit, he immediately released his first soul skill, Feather Blade, to attack Ma Hongjun without saying a word.

Without giving him any more time to prepare, the wind blades all over the sky accelerated their impact as soon as they entered the opposite side.

At the same time, the movement of Yufeng did not stop, and the cone-shaped wind roll driven by the body directly hit Ma Hongjun in front.

Ma Hongjun, who had just released his martial soul, didn't realize that Yufeng would release his soul skills so quickly.

He can only release his first soul skill - Phoenix Fire Line, and try to replace defense with offense.

I saw two soul rings on Ma Hongjun's body flashing at the same time, and surging purple-red flames suddenly burst out from Ma Hongjun's body.

Then a purple-red flame as thick as a thigh spurted out and went straight to Yufeng in the air.

The purple-red flames hit the wind blade wildly.

But it is a pity that Phoenix was defeated by Yufeng's feather blade in an instant.

You must know that Yufeng's soul power is many levels higher than Ma Hongjun's.

Despite the master's repeated orders, he must not use his soul power to surpass his opponent.

However, the difference of one soul ring, the difference of soul power and the experience of many soul battles cannot be limited at all.

One more soul ring is not just as simple as one more soul skill.

The improvement of various attributes that comes with the absorption of the soul ring cannot be compensated by the soul power.

Although Ma Hongjun's Wuhun Phoenix is ​​also a flying type, he can't fly at this time and can only use the Phoenix Fire Line to consume his opponents.

But Yufeng's attacks are extremely cunning. A pair of wings are like sharp blades, making swooping movements at any time.

As long as Ma Hongjun's attack is slightly slower, he might hit him with one blow.

What made Ma Hongjun even more depressed was that his ability to control the wind was wind, although he did not dare to let the phoenix flames burn him.

However, the wind fanned by its wings can often neutralize Phoenix Fireline's attacks.

In order to prevent the opponent from getting closer, Ma Hongjun had to always activate his Phoenix on Fire skill.

This keeps the Phoenix Fireline's attack power at its best, which can temporarily contain the opponent.

But his own soul power is also being greatly consumed.

The bone-shattering wind force is mixed with the fine yet hard wind blade, which is not only equivalent to the combination of two soul skills.

Power is not as simple as one plus one equals two. Its lethality is almost comparable to some soul kings' first attacking soul skills.

In response, Yu Feng not only did not continue to increase his attacks, but instead kept using his speed advantage to interfere with his opponent.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to attack forcefully, but the sharp look in Zhao Wuji's eyes on the ground made him feel like a gleam on his back, so he didn't dare to make a fatal move.

It didn't take long for Ma Hongjun, who had consumed too much soul power, to admit defeat. Fortunately, he was not injured.