Wu Feng kicked into the air, which was equivalent to turning into a side-facing Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao, who was lying on his back, stretched out his hands together, grabbed Wu Feng's body, and pulled down while enduring the high temperature of the dragon fire, and kicked Wu Feng's back with his left foot.
Kick her forward.
However, Huo Yuhao's hand was just grabbed and let go, the witch wind with the dragon fire protection body, the temperature within one foot of his body was too high.
Moreover, he felt that something was wrong when he grabbed it.
It was two extremely elastic lumps of flesh, very solid, and when he grabbed them, they suddenly tensed, and they actually bounced his hands away.
The only thing that was steadily grabbed by Huo Yuhao was the placket.
No, to be precise, the inside of the pants that were suddenly stretched out, revealing a white little nenai, and the white skin glowing red Huo Yuhao was also stunned for a moment, and his kick was unconsciously reduced by a few points.
Wu Feng stumbled forward, grabbed his pants with both hands subconsciously, and under the mixture of shame and anger, his body quickly squatted.
At the same time, the right foot is swept backwards.
If this person does something wrong, he must be distracted.
Huo Yuhao is the same.
Although he didn't use his eyes to see, the three-dimensional effect in the spirit detection was not much different from the real situation.
He almost blurted out, "I didn't see anything."
"Wu Feng's kick has already arrived in front of him.
It was impossible to hide, Huo Yuhao had no choice but to gather his palms and block the blow with his Xuanyu hand.
No matter how powerful the power of the witch wind is, it is still with the assistance of soul power.
Huo Yuhao only felt as if a huge soldering iron had hit him fiercely, and the whole person had already been kicked and slid out backwards.
His hands were protected by Xuanyu's hands, but he was not burned, but the power of this kick was too great, and he couldn't stop it at all with the strength of his arm.
The back of his hand smashed on his face, and Huo Yuhao only felt his brain dizzy.
It's a nosebleed.
Afterwards, many people asked him if the nosebleed was because he saw something he shouldn't have seen or if he was really kicked kicked Huo Yuhao, and Wu Feng finally kept his pants.
She felt like she was going crazy, and she just kicked her ass, and she had to touch it.
If you touch it, you can touch it, and you actually open your pants to take a look.
"Huo Yuhao, you son of a bitch."
The intense red light on Wu Feng's body instantly turned dark red, and the second soul technique, Dragon Fury, had already been used, and the whole person seemed to really turn into a boom, slamming down on Huo Yuhao, with a lot of immortal taste.
It was at this time that Huo Yuhao finally opened his eyes.
Wang Yan, who was already about to make a move, couldn't help but stop the moment he opened his eyes.
Huo Yuhao's eyes were bright golden, even under the contrast of Wu Feng's crimson body, the bright golden luster was not concealed.
Wu Feng, who was in a fit of rage and had used two soul skills at the same time, had long forgotten to guard against Huo Yuhao's true attack ability.
As if his brain had been lightly pricked by the tip of a needle, Wu Feng instantly appeared in a trance for a moment.
The dark red light on his body also faded a little.
The severe pain caused by the soul impact made her subconsciously cover her head.
Huo Yuhao took advantage of this opportunity to jump up and rushed towards Wu Feng.
Both hands grabbed Wu Feng's placket at the same time, trying to knock him down.
However, no matter how accurate his calculations were, there were times when he made mistakes, and he underestimated the power of the Dragon's Fury, and also ignored the injury he had suffered from the kick in his arm from the kick of Wu Feng just now.
The grasp was caught, but a hot current swept away in an instant, and Huo Yuhao only felt as if he had grasped the body of the sun, and the intense heat rushed to his face.
The placks on his arms turned to ashes in an instant.
And the arms that wanted to be pulled back suddenly came with a sharp pain, and he subconsciously let go of his hands.
Even if Wu Feng encountered a soul impact, his fighting instinct was still there, and as soon as his subconscious body struggled, his left shoulder hit Huo Yuhao's chest, throwing him out violently.
This collision was too heavy, although with the soul power to protect the body, the sternum was not shattered, but the blazing fire rushed into the body crazily, and the strong impact force made Huo Yuhao's body spurt out a mouthful of blood while he was still in the air.
When he fell to the ground, his eyes went black and he almost fainted.
Wu Feng held his head in his hands and squatted on the ground, his mouth constantly moaning in pain.
Huo Yuhao's long-standing soul impact was not so easy to carry.
There were also bloodshots coming out of her nose, but compared to Huo Yuhao's situation, it was still better.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It's over.
Wang Yan sighed secretly in his heart.
Although Huo Yuhao was defeated, it can be said that although he was defeated, he was still glorious.
With his cultivation, being able to hurt Wu Feng in a melee state is enough to be proud of, after all, what he is good at should be control and assist, right, I didn't expect him to have such an ability in close combat.
But is it really over?
Wu Feng held her head in her hands and slowly stood up from the ground, the sharp stabbing pain in her head causing her soul power to fluctuate unsteadily.
Shame, it's a great shame The severe headache finally subsided, Wu Feng saw that Wang Yan was already standing between the two, and knew that he might not be able to make any more moves against Huo Yuhao today, but the anger in her heart still made her roar hysterically, "Huo Yuhao, you wait for me, as long as you are in one shift for one day, I will target you for one day, until you get out of Shrek Academy." ” Under the gaze of everyone, Huo Yuhao got up from the ground with difficulty, and when he raised his head, everyone watching the battle was surprised to find that Huo Yuhao's eyes were slightly red.
He stared coldly at the witch wind not far away, like a bloodthirsty tiger about to choose a person to devour.
The fierce eyes made the hysterical Wu Feng feel as if he had been stung by a poisonous scorpion, and his wit shivered.
"I haven't lost yet" Huo Yuhao's voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of a firm and resolute taste.
Yes, he hasn't lost yet, and as long as he still has a little strength, he will never admit defeat.
The stubbornness and obsession in his heart supported him, and the physical pain and verbal insults made Huo Yuhao's resentment that had been suppressed for many years burst out like a blowout at this moment.
And at this moment, suddenly, his body trembled, and then, the pale red eyes changed color again, turning into a terrifying, deathly, gray To be continued: