Gourd of Douluo.

Chapter 262 Ma Hongjun’s Good Friday
  This time, the Phoenix Flame was not crushed.

On the contrary, the huge lava fist was smashed to pieces by Ma Hongjun's punch.

The Fire Lord originally thought that he could knock the little bird flying again with a single move of the Meteor Volcano, but when it was very proud, the scorching temperature enveloped it, causing its expression to change suddenly.

But the Fire Lord did not give up after all. Meteor Volcano is just the move with the widest impact among its moves, not the strongest move.

I saw the Fire Lord put his hands in front of him, and suddenly spit out a dozen magma balls from his mouth. After the magma ball was spit out, it was about the size of three or four basketballs, and it was quickly shot towards Ma Hongjun in mid-air.

This move uses the amazing damage caused by magma, coupled with the impact of the special method of spitting it out, it is very powerful, and more importantly, it is used to block Ma Hongjun's escape route.

But Ma Hongjun once again made an operation that the Fire Lord could not imagine.

He did not use his ability to fly to avoid the magma ball. Instead, he flapped his phoenix wings and rushed towards the Fire Lord faster.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaofeng covered his forehead helplessly, "It's over, the fat man is on top."

Ma Hongjun was holding back a lot of energy in his heart. He wanted to prove that the phoenix flame was invincible and would not be extinguished by magma.

The magma ball that hit Ma Hongjun from all directions was shattered by a direct punch from Ma Hongjun at the moment it was about to hit.

The lava ball exploded with a bang, turning into balls of magma and shooting in all directions, and then all the magma balls behind were smashed to pieces one by one by Ma Hongjun.

After destroying the Fire Lord's attack, Ma Hongjun did not stop there. His body was covered in surging flames and glided away, leaving only a twisted halo in the air.

The right arm condensed a giant flame fist, and the faint cry of the phoenix could be heard, and it hit the fire lord's stone head.

It's a pity that the Fire Lord is not as stupid as he seems. It should be said that soul beasts whose cultivation can exceed the age of a thousand years are not easy to mess with.

Those magma balls had completed the task assigned to them by the Fire Lord, which was to reduce Ma Hongjun's speed.

Because the only shortcoming of the Fire Lord is that it is not fast enough. The armor formed by lava not only maximizes its defense, but also makes its movements extremely slow.

The reason why the cockscomb snake was injured by it is that it ambush well and caught the greedy cockscomb snake with a not too precious herb.

If Ma Hongjun uses guerrilla tactics like Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing and constantly harasses it, there is really nothing he can do.

The magma on his body once again condensed into his right arm, but this time the Fire Lord did not wave it into the sky, but instead guided it and quietly waited for the opportunity. Soon, this opportunity was delivered to it by Ma Hongjun.

Seemingly seeing the scene where the Fire Lord was defeated by his punch, with victory in sight, Ma Hongjun took no precautions and only increased the intensity of his attack, and his fist was about to hit the Fire Lord's head.

Unfortunately, Ma Hongjun forgot that his arms were shorter than those of his opponent.

The hot magma fist hit Ma Hongjun hard, who had no time to dodge, and blasted him directly from the flame lord's side to Wang Xiaofeng's side, directly spanning a distance of more than 20 meters, and sliding far above the ground. The distance stopped him.

Wang Xiaofeng consoled him: "One rush, then another, and then three, and finally exhaustion. Fatty, let us leave the rest to us. You can just breathe fire from a distance."

"Ahem, this ugly thing won't be tired." Ma Hongjun stood up speechlessly and rubbed his sore chest.

With the protection of Wang Xiaofeng's first and third soul skills, as well as the high fire resistance provided by the Phoenix Flame, he was not seriously injured, but he felt a little helpless when he could not deal any damage and was punched away by the opponent.

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Who do you think you are fighting? This is the fifth top soul beast in the fire soul beast rankings, not some cat or dog."

"Zhuqing." "Mubai."

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing called each other's names in unison, looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, they are in the same mind, and they both understand what the other person wants to do next.

"Netherworld White Tiger!"

The white tiger with golden light and the civet cat with faint black light merged with each other in the air. The huge ghost white tiger appeared in front of everyone again in a ray of light.

The huge Netherworld White Tiger let out a tiger roar, took heavy steps, turned into a huge stream of light and rose into the sky, rushing towards the Fire Lord without losing momentum.

The Fire Lord looked at the Nether White Tiger, which was just a step below it, and let out a roar.

The soul beast's intuition told him that the giant tiger in front of him was a fatal threat, but as the king and lord of the surrounding area, he could not bow his head just because the enemy was powerful.

The next second, the giant fist of lava collided heavily with the palm of the Netherworld White Tiger.

There was a loud "bang", and the Fire Lord's right arm was directly smashed to pieces by the tiger's palm.

But the Netherworld White Tiger's forward momentum stopped, and its color dimmed visibly to the naked eye.

The Fire Lord has no so-called fatal parts. As long as its core is not damaged, he can consume soul power to condense his body parts.

Magma gathered from the ground, and soon, the Fire Lord once again condensed a complete right arm.

But the magma flowing on the body is not as bright as before, and it seems that this move consumes it quite a lot.

The Fire Lord roared angrily. He had not suffered such a serious injury for a long time.

The Netherworld White Tiger rushed over again, and slapped the Fire Lord on the head with a pair of tiger claws, not giving it a chance to breathe.

"Blue Silver Cage." Tang San, who had been looking for an opportunity on the edge, his eyes lit up, his soul ring flashed, and he clasped his hands together.

The blood-red blue silver grass stabbed out from the ground like a sharp sword, piercing the Fire Lord's armpits and some joints, making it unable to exert force.

The magma flows on the bloody blue silver grass, making it look more and more strange.

"Combined soul skills, flame blast impact!"

A flash of green light flashed, and the Fire Lord felt his body tilt and couldn't help but fall to the side.

It looked down and found that its right leg had disappeared at some point.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was not far away, took a breath and gave Ma Hongjun a thumbs up. Unexpectedly, using Ma Hongjun's flame as propellant, the speed at which the gourd exploded at that moment was somewhat unexpected.

The giant fist of magma that was originally condensed on his right arm hit the ground helplessly, melting a large pit into the ground.

The Nether White Tiger's claws continued unabated, and smashed the Fire Lord's head and half of his body with a slap.

The huge Netherworld White Tiger transformed into two people again. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing looked a little pale. The last blow just now almost drained their soul power.

There is no way, who made the Fire Lord's defense a little too tough.

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　The Fire Lord was not written in a strengthened manner. The physical quality of the soul beast is already strong. In the original work, Yan, who has this martial spirit, is a master who can stand up to the Netherworld White Tiger and not be knocked out. It is a pity that there is no role in the original work later.
  　　
  　
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