Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

The flame tornado roared towards Mu Xingyun, and the hot breath hit his face, making it difficult to breathe.

However, Mu Xingyun stood like a majestic mountain peak.

He was wearing the "Night Demon Armor", and the armor emitted a faint light under the reflection of the flames, as if protecting him from harm.

Mu Xingyun waved his fists, each punch carrying the force of thunder, resisting the roaring wind and fire power of the flame tornado one by one, and kept punching out, disrupting the rotation of the flame tornado.

His movements were quick and powerful, and every time he resisted and stirred, he had a fierce confrontation with the flame tornado.

However, although Mu Xingyun is powerful, the power of the flame tornado is also amazing.

While resisting, Mu Xingyun also had to endure the burning of the flames and the blowing of the strong wind.

The flame tornado rolled over, and although Mu Xingyun looked a little embarrassed, with many burn marks and scratches on his body, he didn't care, and his eyes became more determined.

On the vast soul fighting stage, Su Ningxia and Mu Xingyun stood facing each other.

Su Ningxia's face was solemn, and her eyes were shining with determination, as if there was an invisible force pulling her body.

Her upright posture was like an unsheathed sword, instantly displaying an astonishing momentum.

The colorful rays of light slowly rose from her body and gradually covered her whole body, making her look like a fairy walking out of fairyland, radiant.

At this moment, everything around her seemed to be dimmed, and only she became the focus of the space.

Su Ningxia's hands began to form seals, and her movements were smooth and elegant, as if she was performing a silent dance.

As she moved, the brilliance of red clouds and orange clouds began to flourish. The two rays of light intertwined and collided in the palm of her hand. At the same time, the power of wind and fire that was slowly dissipating in the air poured into the palm of her hand like a tired bird returning to its nest. , as if a flame is beating and a storm is brewing.

"The first soul skill - Red Cloud Flame Burning! The second soul skill - Orange Cloud Storm Whirl! Transform into a spirit and fly to the sky with phoenix wings!"

Su Ningxia's clear voice echoed in the training field, and along with her sweet drink, the two soul skills began to merge.

This is an advanced version of the soul skill fused with Tianfeng Zhihuo, and it is also a secret skill recorded in her Qixia inheritance mental method.

It just so happened that Chen Cong was good at this. Don't forget, the trick he used to master the "Qiankun Qianhua Sword Formation" was to transform spirits into dragons and phoenixes, so under his guidance, Su Ningxia managed to master this trick in the past few days.

In Su Ningxia's palm, flames and storms began to intertwine and rotate, forming a unique energy storm.

The flames burned blazingly inside, emitting a fiery breath that scorched and twisted the surrounding air.

The storm was spinning crazily, drawing the flames into it, forming a thrilling force.

This energy storm continued to expand and eventually turned into a huge fire phoenix.

The feathers of the fire phoenix are made of flames, shining with blazing light. Its eyes are the center of the storm, flashing with dangerous light. The phoenix chirps soaring into the sky, shaking the entire soul fighting platform.

The fire phoenix circled in the air, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making a crackling sound, and then rushed towards Mu Xingyun.

It was extremely fast, leaving behind a sea of ​​fire and raging storms wherever it passed.

When Mu Xingyun saw the fire phoenix coming like a violent storm, his expression changed drastically. The power of this move made him palpitate, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

He gritted his teeth, tensed his muscles, clenched his fists, and hurriedly mobilized the soul power in his body, concentrating all his strength on his fists.

There was firmness and determination in his eyes.

"Secret Technique: Tiger Roaring Jing Wave!" Mu Xingyun shouted loudly, his voice full of determination and determination.

Immediately afterwards, he punched out, and a powerful tiger-shaped energy wave spurted out from his fist, like a tiger descending from a mountain, rushing straight towards Su Ningxia's Phoenix Wings with unparalleled domineering and majesty. .

When the two met in the air, a deafening roar broke out instantly, and the flames and storms intertwined to form a spectacular picture.

The flames of the fire phoenix and the tiger-shaped energy waves collided fiercely in the air, and the flames and soul power intertwined to form a brilliant explosion of light.

However, the power of the fire phoenix was too powerful, and Mu Xingyun's Tiger Roar Jing Wave was powerless the moment it clashed with it, and quickly collapsed.

The flames of the fire phoenix surged in like a violent storm, and Mu Xingyun's defense was like a fragile paper wall that quickly collapsed in the flames and storm of the fire phoenix.

His figure gradually blurred in the violent flames and storms, as if he was about to be completely swallowed by this endless and violent power.

After the explosion, the light group gradually dispersed, revealing a messy battlefield.

The ground was scorched black by the flames, gravel and dust were flying everywhere, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and the remnants of the fiery and violent power could still be felt.

At this moment, the entire venue was boiling, and everyone's eyes were focused on the light group.

The light group gradually dispersed, revealing the figures of Mu Xingyun and Su Ningxia.

Su Ningxia gasped lightly, looking at the scene in front of her, a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes. The power of this blow was so powerful that even she was a little surprised.

Mu Xingyun struggled to walk out of the flames and storm. His clothes had been scorched, his face was covered with dust and sweat, and his body was covered in scars, but his eyes shone with unyielding light.

He breathed heavily and stared at Su Ningxia closely.

"So strong... I lost this blow." Mu Xingyun's voice was a little hoarse.

Su Ningxia stood quietly, with no expression on her face, as if everything just now had nothing to do with her.

"You are also very strong, Mu Xingyun." Su Ningxia finally said, "But this blow is my strongest blow. I must win."

"Thank you." Mu Xingyun staggered down the stage.

Seeing this scene, the students watching the battle couldn't help but burst into cheers.

"Haha, three kills in a row, a perfect return."

"Sister Su is so powerful!"

"Tiandou Academy, how is it?!"

At this moment, Su Ningxia turned around gracefully and calmly like a war goddess returning victoriously, and walked slowly down the soul fighting stage.

She steps lightly, stepping on everyone's heartstrings with every step.

When she walked to Chenxiaojun and Xiaoyi and came behind them, she lowered her head slightly and said softly:

"Master, miss, I'm sorry, this battle took a little time."

Before she finished speaking, Xiaoyi's figure quietly appeared. She gently put her hand on Su Ningxia's back. The soft life soul power was like a trickle, slowly flowing into Su Ningxia's body, smoothing her undulations caused by the battle. meridians.

Su Ningxia felt that at this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only the sound of the flow of life and soul power echoed in the meridians.

The eyes of everyone around them were all focused on Su Ningxia and Chen Xiaojun. Their eyes were full of admiration, envy and curiosity.

At this moment, they became the focus of everyone's attention, like bright stars reflecting each other in the sky.