Douluo: Titled in the mother's womb, shocked Bibi Dong

Chapter 139: The Third Sword of Zhi Ge - The Human Sword and the Two Forgetting!

In mid-air, the fierce battle continued.

Qian Feng ordered Lei Jun to slash with his magic sword, Ma Hongjun's ninth soul ring floated up, and then a disgusting scene happened.

I saw that on the fleshy body that was like a mountain of flesh, half-length humanoid shapes began to appear in every position. These half-length red humanoids were grabbing randomly with their hands out of thin air, accompanied by bursts of wailing sounds.

"The Ninth Blood Soul-Building Skill·The Bloody Rebirth~"

Ma Hongjun sat there and allowed the divine sword to slash at him. The divine power driven by the golden thunder directly cut off half of the opponent's body.

The soaring smell of blood spreads in all directions along with soul power and golden thunder. Even the soul masters outside Xingluo City still feel sick at this horrifying scene.

Half of Ma Hongjun's body split apart, followed by a burnt and fishy smell, but the other party still had a smile on his lips. Countless half-body parts sprang out from the disconnection, grabbed at the lower body, and successfully glued them together.

"This" Qian Feng gasped, and the half-length Lei Jun behind him also dissipated.

This was the first time that he had used the method of ordering Lei Jun to achieve such an effect, and he couldn't help but be shocked!

Ma Hongjun coughed a few times, his face turned a little pale, he looked around and said in surprise: "Qianfeng, Qianfeng, your soul skills are really powerful~ If I hadn't absorbed the flesh and blood of four cities in my body, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to carry it." I can’t hold back this attack. Now, is it my turn to do it?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Hongjun resisted Qian Feng's strongest move, and then moved without reservation. His left and right hands moved towards Qian Feng to capture him, accompanied by bursts of wails like those of a ghost.

The flesh-and-blood bust on a pair of fat hands kept swinging blood-red iron chains.

Qian Feng's figure flashed, barely dodging the successive chain attacks, but the Zhi Ge Sword in his hand kept slashing towards the opponent's arm.

The battle is determined!

Thousands of swords are coming!

Unfortunately, neither of the two sword techniques could successfully destroy the evil objects floating on Ma Hongjun's arms.

"It's very troublesome to drag it out." Qian Feng's heart skipped a beat. Compared to Ma Hongjun, he always had soul masters in the city to supplement his soul power.

His own soul power was being consumed at an extremely fast rate. From the moment he entered Xingluo City, Qian Feng did not get a moment's rest and was almost in the middle of a high-intensity battle.

Qianfeng raised his eyes and looked at Roshan Ma Hongjun, thinking hard about how to break through.

Seeing the opponent dodge one after another, Ma Hongjun felt even more proud. He laughed provocatively and said: "Qianfeng, Qianfeng~ What? You have no other way to deal with me? Tsk, tsk, I advise you not to cut off the roots yourself and follow our third brother. Let’s practice! How about it? Are you excited after seeing our supreme secret method~"

"No." Qian Feng sneered, and the green-gold figures flashed one after another: "Being a man is much better than being a transvestite. Besides, I have a beautiful woman by my side, so I won't have to walk with flesh and blood every day!"

"You!" Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth. If he had any regrets about having powerful means, it would be that he couldn't get a man's happiness.

All of this is thanks to Qianfeng!
"Qianfeng! Today I captured you alive and let you experience the feeling of life being worse than death!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened and his body glowed even brighter, and the half-length figure on his huge hands swung the chains a little faster.

Qianfeng stood in the air, the three green scales on his neck glowed even more powerfully, and continued to fly around Roshan Ma Hongjun.

There is no way in this world that is impeccable.
There must be a flaw, but I haven't seen it yet.

Qian Feng suddenly had an idea: "The external flesh mountain is protected by flesh and blood, making it difficult to break through. What would happen if it entered Ma Hongjun's body?"

After having the goal of breaking through, now it is time to find the means to enter.

As Ma Hongjun's two-handed chain attacks became more frequent, Qian Feng gradually began to have difficulty dodging.

time is limited!

"Ahem. It seems that I woke up at a good time." Lei Jun chuckled, resounding in Qian Feng's mind.

Qian Feng's body shook, his eyes filled with ecstasy.

He quickly asked for a solution in his mind.

"Teacher, this Blood Plague Ancestor's method is very troublesome. Even I ordered Lei Jun to be unable to kill him." "The core is in this person's body. I have limited time to wake up, so I can only teach you how to use the Zhi Ge Sword. Whether you can use it or not is up to you." It's up to you." Lei Jun's voice was a little weak, not as broad as before.

Immediately afterwards, the move entered Qian Feng's mind like an imprint.

[The third form of the Zhi Ge Jian: the human sword and the two forgets]

Qian Feng floated, closed his eyes, and understood the secret method of swordsmanship in his mind, and in Ma Hongjun's view.

At this time, he stood on the spot, looking like he was at a loss.

"Okay, okay~ Qianfeng, you finally stop dodging around like a mouse!"

Ma Hongjun laughed loudly, his eyes full of ferocity, and he grabbed Qian Feng with his right hand.

At this time, the Zhi Ge Sword in Qian Feng's hand buzzed, flew into the distance, and circled behind Roshan Ma Hongjun.

"Huh?" Although Ma Hongjun was surprised, he didn't care much. He was still eager to hold Qian Feng down!
Just as he was holding his palm, a burst of golden thunder suddenly stung his palm. Ma Hongjun raised his head and let out a mournful cry and spread his right hand.

"what?!"

The Qian Feng he saw earlier suddenly changed into the Zhi Ge Sword.

"The fourth soul skill: Spear of Glory Thunder!" Qian Feng appeared from behind Ma Hongjun, using both hands to continuously activate the lightning spear and throw it towards Roshan.

"Hmph! Blind trick!?" Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, and raised his right arm behind him.

Just when his right fist hit Qian Feng, his figure changed again and took on the appearance of Zhi Ge Jian again.

His entire right fist was knocked away, and the Zhi Ge Sword penetrated into the flesh and exploded golden thunder. A bloody hole suddenly appeared in his right palm.

Qian Feng snorted coldly, secretly surprised by the mystery of the third sword style.

Then it flew towards Ma Hongjun’s eyes!

Seeing the opponent's movements, Ma Hongjun was obviously a little anxious and started a more aggressive offensive.

However, Qian Feng and Zhi Ge Jian kept changing without any delays or flaws.

Zhi Ge Sword or Qian Feng, who is the sword?
"What!" Ma Hongjun raised his head and yelled angrily. The Zhi Ge Sword had already flown towards his pupils and inserted straight into it.

"what!!"

Severe pain spread throughout the body, accompanied by countless bloody figures on the mountain of flesh wailing, seemingly sharing the pain.

When the Zhi Ge Sword entered the pupil, it transformed into Qian Feng's appearance again.

"This"

The sight that caught his eye made Qianfeng fall into a brief trance.

There was nothing in Ma Hongjun's "head" except for wisps of blood floating around.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of "Ma Hongjun" appeared not far away, looking at Qian Feng coldly, and a blood-red phoenix appeared behind him.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that I have found the right direction. There is no way to kill you from the outside." Qian Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth, and with a move of his right hand, the Zhi Ge Sword was condensed with a clang, and the soul power in his body suddenly exploded, secretly The golden robe fluttered in the wind.

"So what? You have consumed so much soul power outside, and you still have the ability to fight me?" Ma Hongjun sneered, his body trembling, and the soul rings under his feet floated, but this time.

Only the ninth soul ring is blood-colored.

"Martial spirit true form!" Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, turned into a bloody phoenix, and rushed straight towards Qian Feng.

"Huh!" Qian Feng took a deep breath for a moment. He felt a little tired, but he had found the opponent's weakness. Naturally, he wanted to fight with all his strength. He continued to mobilize his soul power and rushed towards the opponent with all his strength!

(End of this chapter)