Douluo's arrogance

"What a nice view."

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with obsession, and everyone nodded in agreement, all lost in thought about the magnificent flame bird in front of them.

Hearing Zhao Wuji's call, they rushed over, but what they saw was somewhat different. The Nu Qing Chicken did not lose its ability to resist, but was very energetic and lively.

"You guys stand back a little, the battle is not over yet."

Flanders waved his hand to signal everyone to retreat. He held up his square eyes with his other hand and said, "It seems that Zhao Bai is going to find a treasure this time."

After the flames subsided, the original appearance of the Angry Chicken was revealed, its colorful feathers returned to their bright glory, and everything returned to normal, as if the previous injuries were just a mirror image.

Nu Qingji lowered his body slightly, assumed a fighting posture, and stared closely at Flanders and Zhao Wuji, his eyes filled with a strong desire to fight and a hint of hidden death intention.

"As expected of Phoenix, he has some skills." Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and launched an attack while laughing wildly.

Every step on the ground made a muffled sound, and Zhao Bai and others standing far away felt the vibration of the ground.

Zhao Wuji is five meters tall in his martial spirit true form, like a little giant. Compared with him, Nu Qingji looks petite and pitiful.

The Nu Qing Chicken was not afraid of Zhao Wuji because of the previous severe injury. Instead, as if he wanted to vent his anger, the black chicken beak opened wide, and a blazing flame condensed in the chicken beak. In an instant, it turned into a dark red, thick-looking fire pillar as thick as a bucket, swept across the ground, and sprayed straight towards Zhao Wuji.

The scorching high temperature made the air unbearable and distorted. Even Zhao Bai and others in the distance felt waves of heat coming towards their faces. So how high should Zhao Wuji, who was facing this blazing flame, bear at this moment?

Facing the flames, Zhao Wuji felt as if his whole body was soaked in magma. He was sweating profusely. He licked his chapped lips and shouted angrily: "The body of the Immovable Ming King, the powerful Vajra Palm."

The huge palm was raised, and the first and second soul rings on his body lit up at the same time. The size of the palm doubled again due to the injection of soul rings. At this time, his palm was already one meter long, which was very terrifying.

Shooting out suddenly, the huge golden palm and the dark red flames merged together in an instant, and the strong light made people squint their eyes.

After a while, the light weakened, and Zhao Bai could clearly see the situation there.

Zhao Wuji maintained his previous movements, but his feet were completely changed beyond recognition.

A long reddish-brown ravine extended from Nu Qingji to Zhao Wuji's feet, then branched and continued until it disappeared ten meters away.

Zhao Bai marveled in his heart. The power of the flames was so amazing. It burned the land into such a miserable state just by passing by in the sky. In comparison, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line was insignificant. It was more appropriately called Turkey Fire Line.

Zhao Wuji looked down at the charcoal-black palms, and was moved in his heart. The flames sprayed by the Angry Chicken actually burned his palms with the help of three soul skills he used.

"Boss, don't take action, let me have fun with it."

Zhao Wuji's mood was obviously a little excited. He spoke to stop Flanders who was about to attack. He looked at the angry chicken like a hunter when he sees his favorite prey. He didn't care whether the angry chicken could understand or not, and praised: "As a -year-old soul beast, you are proud to be able to injure me, a soul saint. If you have a -year-old cultivation base, then I should not be your opponent. It's a pity that you are unlucky."

The Nu Qing Chicken raised its head high, not sure whether it understood Zhao Wuji's words or because it avenged a punch.

"No, things will change later." Flanders paused, and then categorically rejected Zhao Wuji's proposal. The momentum created by the two soul skills just now was too great, and if they continue to use it, it may cause even greater trouble.

Zao Wuji was a little disappointed and said helplessly: "Okay, this is the only way." Although he was unhappy that his interest was interrupted, he was a reckless man, but he was not a person who did not understand priorities, and he could distinguish priorities.

"It's a pity that I can't have a good fight with you."

The Nu Qing Chicken felt the changing attitudes of Flanders and Zhao Wuji at the first moment, and it focused its attention on it. It wanted to open its sharp beak and spray out the extremely high temperature flame again, but in the end it was just a first-time bird. A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast would be hard-pressed to make a big splash in the hands of two soul saints.

Huge pressure came from all directions again, and the Angry Chicken's beak opened, but this time what was sprayed was not scorching flames, but a mouthful of bright red blood.

Zhao Wuji had already figured out the defensive power of the Nu Qing Chicken, so this time he did not hold back. He fully exerted the full power of the Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring and severely injured the Nu Qing Chicken in one fell swoop.

At the same time, Flanders activated his fourth soul skill, waving his wings, launching ten extremely sharp air blades, cutting at the Angry Chicken at extremely high speeds.

Nu Qingji, who was controlled by Zhao Wuji, could not move, and could only watch in despair as all ten air blades fell on his body.

The Angry Chicken let out a mournful cry, and ten air blades cut its body into ten large wounds. Under the squeeze of gravity, blood spurted out in an instant like a peacock spreading its tail, dyeing the ground red.

Flanders had previously miscalculated and deactivated the Soul Avatar, and the Soul Avatar's soul skills were powerful and naturally not unlimited. Every time the Soul Avatar was used, the soul master's own attributes would be weakened by fifty percent. It takes seven days to recover.

Therefore, at this moment, Flanders could only use the first six soul skills, and the power was reduced by half. Otherwise, the ten wind blades should have passed through his body. But it doesn't matter. Due to the rapid loss of blood, Nu Qingji now has no strength at all. Things in his field of vision become blurred, and his body becomes unstable and falls to the ground.

Just when Flanders and Zhao Wuji thought it was over, red flames rose up from the body of the Angry Chicken again, and it turned into a flame bird and stood up again. The two were shocked and couldn't believe it. The scene that happened in front of him left him dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

The two of them were stunned, but Nuqingji was not the one. After being resurrected with full health, he kept using his strongest attack method-spraying flames.

The flames as thick as stone pillars were once again avoided by Zhao Wuji, "Boss, what should we do? Is it possible that it will always be resurrected with full health? Then what are we doing? Give up."

"It's impossible. Even a real phoenix cannot be reborn from nirvana all the time. There must be a limit to the number of times. Otherwise, the phoenix family would not be as famous as the real dragons, but the phoenix would overwhelm the real dragons." Flanders shook his head, thinking Xia is also very confused, things have exceeded his expectations.

"You'll know if you try it." Zhao Wuji acted immediately and used his soul skills to beat the Nu Qing Chicken to death again. However, reality played a big joke on them. The Nu Qing Chicken was like an invincible chicken. The monster stood up again from the fire.

However, this time it did not take action, but took advantage of the two people's daze to escape in the opposite direction.

"No, it probably doesn't have enough Nirvana times, otherwise it won't run away, hurry up and chase it." Flanders woke up with a start, quickly fanned his wings and chased in the direction where the Angry Chicken fled, and Zhao Wuji also quickly followed.

For a moment, Flanders and Zhao Wuji looked down at the dying Ang Qing Chicken. After waiting for a while, they saw that there was no sign of Nirvana. They both breathed a sigh of relief. The battle was finally over.

"You are so difficult to deal with. I take back what I said before. If you had fifty thousand years of cultivation, it would be impossible for me and my eldest brother to defeat you together."

Zhao Wuji did not put away his martial soul avatar just in case, but picked up the Nu Qing Chicken in both hands and walked back.