Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 310 I’m Arrogant, What Has It To Do With You (11)

The idea has always been beautiful, but the reality has always been cruel.

Scholars are not necessarily weak, and military advisers are not necessarily all scholars.

Dramas can often be so cheating that there is no discussion!
This is the truth that Wonton has realized after experiencing the lessons of blood and tears. Unfortunately, when Wonton took off and was about to catch the little old man, she hadn't realized this truth yet.

So, Wonton Wood has caught the little old man!

He was also kicked back to the original point by this little old man who looked thin and small and could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Ouch!" Wonton fell to the ground clutching his stomach, but the most painful thing was not the stomach that was kicked by the little old man, but the ass that landed first~
Butt said that labor and capital are always the most unlucky ones!
Because of being attacked by surprise, the little old man flew to Wonton angrily and cursed at him.

The two long beards flew up into the sky again, saliva flying everywhere.

Wonton looked at the little old man filled with righteous indignation, then looked at Feng Yi, and found that Feng Yi no longer attacked Zheng Feng, but was avoiding Zheng Feng's attack.

"No!" Feng Yi's identity may have been exposed!

Feng Yi's sword... is the fire of the Phoenix, right?
With the burning and throbbing flames, and the pure and domineering yet noble spiritual power, Zheng Feng will guess Feng Yi's identity, right?

Wonton gritted his teeth, drew out the spiritual power in his dantian, then jumped up suddenly, and once again threw himself at the little old man who was concentrating on cursing.

This time Wonton did not underestimate the enemy, she used all the spells she had regained.

She understood that although the little old man in front of her looked weak, he was actually very strong.

It turns out that every enemy cannot be underestimated.

No matter where you heard it, where you saw it, they can be weak.

Everything is not accurate, the weak can be strong, and the strong can be weak.

Wonton no longer has trees or fallen leaves in his eyes.

Gradually, in Wonton's eyes and heart, only the arrogant little old man can be seen.

No matter how good you are, I will definitely catch you!

For Feng Yi, but also for himself.

We have to leave here properly, and we have to go to visit Shenzong together!
Many, many thoughts flashed through Wonton's mind for a while, but Wonton's movements did not stop, but instead felt like flowing water.

"Fire spells are suitable for group attacks and can be used in a large area."

Feng Yi's previous words resounded in his heart, Wonton pursed his lips with a serious expression.

During the jump, the spiritual power of the fire element gushed out from the dantian, passed through the meridians, and reached the palm.

Then, out!

Two fire dragons came out with long chants, rolled and moved, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding area of ​​the wonton was undoubtedly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The little old man was blown away by the sudden fire attack, and immediately spread his wings and flew upwards, trying to avoid it.

However, Wonton below suddenly shouted "Fall!"

With the sound of "falling", dozens of ice arrows fell from the sky, and one of them was extremely sharp, facing the center of the little old man's head.

"Smelly girl!" The little old man was furious, his voice trembling.

However, Wonton didn't have the slightest fear. All she was thinking about now was only one thing.

What should I do, catch this little old man.

"Think you can catch me like this! How dare you underestimate my Demon Realm Army Master like this!"

The little old man came back to life, clasped his hands together, and a huge black skull appeared behind the little old man.

The little old man shouted "Swallow!"

Suddenly, the black wind gusts, and the skull rushes towards the Frost Arrows, opening its mouth to swallow all the Frost Arrows.

The ice arrow was swallowed, but Wonton did not panic, but recited the formula.

An immature but loud voice resounded in the forest, Feng Yi turned over and fell while clutching his scratched arm.

In mid-air, Feng Yi lowered his eyes, a figure of Wonton standing upright was reflected.

"break!"

Wonton's black eyes were clear, the sound of chanting stopped, and the skull that had just swallowed the ice arrow suddenly twisted.

Then there was a deafening explosion, and the skull exploded!

(End of this chapter)