Chapter 1768: showdown

Chapter 1768 Showdown

Feng Mo smiled coldly.

Taste the power of his natal fire!

At this time, Feng Tianlan has not yet shown her talent.

Therefore, Feng Mohan and others can slander and bully him.

Actually, Feng Tianlan is not afraid of Feng Mohan's natal fire.

Although the Phoenix family all have natal fires, there are also high and low natal fires. Feng Tianlan's natal fire is the highest.

Feng Mohan's flames couldn't hurt Feng Tianlan.

But Feng Tianlan can't use divine power at the moment, so try to avoid being shot by those rockets.

He has wonderful steps under his feet, and his figure is agile.

The rockets were avoided by him one by one.

Feng Mohan's face was gloomy, and he stared at him coldly.

Suddenly, Feng Mohan raised his hand, and a ball of dazzling flames flew out of his palm.

A clear cry resounded throughout the world.

The phoenix transformed into flames is lifelike, it **** its wings and swoops towards Feng Tianlan.

Mars fell from the Fire Phoenix along the way, leaving black scorched black marks on the ground.

In an instant, the fire phoenix flew in front of Feng Tianlan.

Feng Tianlan felt the scorching heat, as if trying to evaporate the air.

He realized that he couldn't avoid this fire phoenix.

Different from previous rockets.

This fire phoenix is spiritual, unlike the rocket, it is fine to avoid it.

Sure enough.

After he dodged the fire phoenix's attack, the fire phoenix turned in mid-air and attacked him again.

Feng Tianlan is now in the body of a child, so his agility is naturally not as good as his original state.

So when the fire phoenix attacked again, Feng Tianlan didn't completely avoid it.

Poof!

As soon as the flame touched Feng Tianlan's clothes, it burned instantly.

The clothes were wiped out in ashes in an instant, and the scorching flames were close to the skin.

Seeing this, Feng Mohan showed a bloodthirsty excited expression.

He waited to see the scene of Feng Tianlan scrambling to put out the fire.

He raised his eyes to look at Feng Mohan on the slope, and thought to himself: Feng Mohan is the way to break this phantom array?

If Feng Mohan is defeated, will the phantom formation disappear?

Feng Tianlan decided to give it a try.

Feng Mohan was originally smiling, but when he looked at Feng Tianlan, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

Feng Tianlan raised his foot and walked towards him.

Feng Mohan saw that the opponent's body was wrapped in flames, but his expression was very calm, as if what was burning on his body was not a flame, but just a phantom.

Doesn't he hurt?

Feng Mohan showed a hellish expression.

Although he was afraid in his heart, his arrogance made him unwilling to run away.

He stood on the slope, staring at Feng Tianlan with cold eyes like poisonous snakes.

Feng Tianlan approached him step by step.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and Feng Mohan can already feel the hot temperature of the burning flame on Feng Tianlan's body.

He took a step back involuntarily.

Realizing that he was scared and backed away, Feng Mohan froze instantly, his face so dark that ink dripped out.

He didn't want to admit that he was intimidated by the other party, so he called out a willow leaf machete and threw it at Feng Tianlan.

The willow leaf scimitar is only the size of a palm, and it is extremely fast.

I saw a flash of cold light, hitting Feng Tianlan's face directly.

Feng Tianlan dodged sideways.

The willow leaf scimitar flew back to Feng Mohan's hand.

Feng Mohan threw out the scimitar again.

Immediately, his hands formed into claws, attacking Feng Tianlan's vitals.

Feng Tianlan saw Feng Mohan's intentions, and calmly turned his head to avoid the scimitar. At the same time, he shot like lightning, pinched Feng Mohan's hand precisely, and slammed it in Feng Mohan's direction.

Click!

"ah!"

Feng Mohan screamed.

Both hands drooped down feebly.

The willow leaf scimitar flew out and shot at the back of Feng Tianlan's head.

Feng Tianlan folded his waist back, just avoiding the willow leaf scimitar's counterattack.

The willow-leaf scimitar spun and flew towards Feng Mohan.

Feng Mohan felt the approaching spirit.

(end of this chapter)

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