The high-energy little cute concubine is super fierce

Chapter 659
Until now, he really wanted to thank Luo Ziyan.

If it weren't for her, it would be impossible for him to fight Nangong Feihuang to the death. Once Nangong Feihuang died, the reputation of the Nangong family would be severely damaged.

At that time, their Sima family's plan against the Nangong family will become smoother.

Their Sima family is destined to become the master of the imaginary world!
"Master Sima, can we start?" Nangong Feihuang stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face, showing no trace of fear.

"Hmph, since you are so anxious to seek death, then I will help you." A tyrannical aura erupted from Sima Yitian's body, and a soul shadow slowly appeared, instantly wrapped in a burst of transparent gas.

Nangong Feihuang twitched the corners of his mouth, his aura burst out, and a soul shadow appeared, but it was a human figure wrapped in flames.

"A martial artist of the seventh rank, and a martial artist of the ninth rank, how can this be done?"

"I thought Master Nangong would create a miracle, but it seems I was overthinking it."

"Don't worry about it, Master Sima definitely won."

From the aura of both sides, everyone can tell that Sima Yitian's is much stronger, while Nangong Feihuang has already been overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

Sa!
Nangong Feihuang moved!

He rushed forward with a stride and punched Sima Yitian.

Sima Yitian pursed his lips, with a look of disdain on his face, he took a step back and avoided Nangong Feihuang's punch.

Immediately afterwards, a Pyroman emerged from behind and punched him.

However, Sima Yitian had expected it a long time ago, his own ghost flashed out, and he crossed his hands to block the punch.

Bang!
The flames exploded, and a gust of wind blew out.

However, this sharp wind turned into a series of wind blades, tearing the burning man to pieces.

Nangong Feihuang's eyes darkened slightly, he quickly retreated, gathered the Fire Man again, and stared at Sima Yitian solemnly.

This short-lived master will be judged.

"Young Master Nangong, can you be more serious? Are you looking for death with all your heart?" Sima Yitian raised his hands and looked at Nangong Feihuang disdainfully. "If yes, just tell me, I can help you."

Nangong Feihuang smiled slightly, "With my current strength, there is indeed a lot of gap with you, but..."

As soon as his figure moved, he rushed towards Sima Yitian again.

"Hmph, struggling to die." Sima Yitian curled his lips in disdain, raised his hand, and a series of wind blades flew out, intertwined into a curtain of wind blades, blocking Nangong Feihuang's way out.

"Martial skill, blasting flame cut!" Nangong Feihuang grabbed a long knife and slashed towards the wind blade curtain.

Immediately, a flaming blade burst out, tearing the wind blade curtain to pieces.

Sima Yitian was neither surprised nor afraid, raised his hand to grab it, and also grabbed a long spear in his hand.

He stabbed forward violently, and shouted heavily: "Martial skills, broken clumsiness!"

The long sword was like a rainbow, fierce and fierce, and scattered this flaming blade light.

The flames scattered, illuminating the mid-air.

When Sima Yitian recovered, he found that Nangong Feihuang was nowhere to be seen.

where is it?
His mind tightened slightly, he turned around quickly, and stabbed out with the spear.

However, it was stabbed empty.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis exploded.

Sima Yitian raised his eyes and saw Nangong Feihuang descending from the sky, slashing himself.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, flipped his spear over and stabbed at Nangong Feihuang.

(End of this chapter)