Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The little fat man Ma Junhong looked angry and said:

"What do you mean by not being able to stand me? I really don't understand what you girls are thinking. You can break up. Come with me again and I will break up with you, otherwise, no way."

While talking, Ma Junhong raised his hand to pull the young girl Cuihua.

puff!

A sudden laughter suddenly caught Ma Junhong's attention.

He turned his head abruptly and saw Yang Ming clutching his stomach, smiling from ear to ear.

Ma Junhong was so young that Yang Ming couldn't help but come with a girl.

Ma Junhong's two eyebrows shrugged and said angrily:

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

"Hey!" Xiao Wu said with her arms akimbo, for Yang Ming's grievances, "Why are you so rude?"

"What's the matter?" Ma Junhong said with an arrogant face, "I am your Laozi, bite me if I refuse to accept it!"

Tang San's expression sank: "Who are you Laozi? Have the ability to say it again?"

Ma Junhong's upper lip and two rat whiskers quivered slightly, and sneered: "Who is nosy, I am Lao Tzu!"

No matter how good Tang San was, he could not tolerate such insults. What's more, Ma Junhong not only insulted him, but also insulted Yang Ming and Xiao Wu.

It is tolerable, which is unbearable!

Not moving like a mountain, moving like a hurried fire, Tang San moved, wrapped in Shengji's anger, footsteps on ghost shadows, and between the figure swaying from side to side, people shot out like an arrow from the string, with a kick towards Xiao The fat man kicked his chest.

This foot looked like a foot, but it concealed the other two changes. Tang San was about to move with a hidden weapon in his hand, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit was also ready to go, not to mention the powerful force wrapped around this foot. Ordinary people may not be able to afford it.

However, since the little fat man is so arrogant, of course he also has arrogant capital.

Seeing Tang San Fei's legs about to hit, Ma Junhong's mouth curled up with a sneer arc.

"See if I won't beat you down!"

When the voice fell, Ma Junhong fisted forward, blocking Tang San's feet, his body was shining with a faint purple light, which was obviously a spirit power fluctuation.

Tang San raised his brows, realizing that Little Fatty was not very easy to deal with, and simply changed his move in mid-air. His kick stopped in mid-air like a magical kick, changed from kicking to stepping, and stepped on Little Fatty's abdomen.

Regardless of Ma Junhong's fatness, but his reaction was dissatisfied at all, he swiftly swiped both fists raised at the same time and smashed them at Tang San's feet.

Whoosh!

Under Tang San's sleeve robes, a black shadow flashed away, extremely fast.

Ma Junhong's expression changed slightly, and he dodged cleanly, while avoiding Tang San's feet and hidden weapons.

Standing firmly again, Ma Jun's face was flushed and he was not breathing. It seemed that the short series of actions just now didn't affect him much. Instead, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, saying:

"Hmph, no wonder I dare to take care of my nostalgia, I have a little skill."

"However, you will stop here. I will let you see what it means to be in front of absolute strength. All resistance is vain!"

"Phoenix! Possession!"

The word phoenix is ​​quite deterrent.

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Among the beast spirits of the Douluo Continent, there are several particularly powerful spirits, the blue electric Tyrannosaurus, the white tiger, the nine fire phoenixes, and the seraph.

The phoenix is ​​also called the colorful bird. The phoenix martial arts not only allows the host to have the ability to fly, but also gives the host a powerful attack power with the fire attribute.

Tang San and Xiao Wu's hearts shuddered slightly, but Yang Ming had a smile on his lips, watching Ma Junhong perform.

Purple-red light rushed out of Ma Junhong's body, and the short hair on his head suddenly became longer, and gathered towards the center, turning into a moxican hairstyle. The wings did not appear, but the purple-red light came out of the body. Immediately released intense heat.

Two circles of yellow spirit rings rose from his feet at the same time, and long feathers emerged from the thick arms that were exposed, and the hands became bird-like claws.

However, unlike the noble, dignified and elegant Phoenix image in the impression, Ma Junhong looks quite funny at this time.

The chubby body, arms with long purple-red feathers, and raised hair are very non-mainstream.

Even so, Ma Junhong just put on a very pompous posture, saying:

"Fear, despair, and kneel down in the pain of remorse and offend me!"

"Puff." Xiao Wu covered her mouth and laughed. "Just you, a local chicken, are you ashamed to make us feel hopeless?"

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

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

Wherever the tongue of fire passed, the high heat caused the air to twist.

"Watch out!"

Tang San secretly buried the blue silver grass in the ground, originally prepared to deal with Ma Junhong, but now he didn't care about hiding it.

It thrived from the ground and turned into a long blue vine wrapped around Xiao Wu's thin waist, pulling her horizontally to avoid the fire from Ma Junhong.

Ma Junhong glanced at Tang San and Xiao Wu coldly, then fixed his gaze on Yang Ming.

He has not forgotten that the first person to laugh at him was Yang Ming!

Ma Junhong didn't close his mouth, letting the tongue of fire continue to spit out, but turned the target, this time sprayed towards Yang Ming.

Although the fire tongue's attack distance is only five meters, the flame temperature is very high, and the surrounding air is distorted.

A trace of eager excitement flashed deep in Ma Junhong's eyes. He wanted to see Yang Ming running away in embarrassment in front of his powerful spirit ability.

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

But, to his surprise, Yang Ming didn't mean to dodge at all.

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

Thinking of this, a trace of anger flashed in Ma Junhong's eyes, which secretly increased the output of his soul power, even the tongue of fire became a big circle, and the hot wind and waves hit his face.

"Playing with fire in front of me?"

Yang Ming's expression was a little bit dumbfounded, and while the black spirit ring appeared under his feet, part of his body transformed into the body of the flame demon, and the palm of his hand was made of Qinglian Earth Heart Fire.

Then, in Ma Junhong's rather horrifying eyes, the finger covered by the cyan flame garment just flicked so lightly, the tongue of fire was as crisp as glass, and it was directly extinguished!

The King of Flame Demon, but the master of flame!

It's just a trivial matter!

"This is impossible!"

The scene before him directly subverted Ma Junhong's three views.

"Young man." Yang Ming raised his head, looked at Ma Junhong with a calm expression, and chuckled: "You can pretend to be better with them, pretend with me, and kill you!"