"Very good! Give me -"

"Blow Fire Palm!"

After landing, Mu Yu didn't compete with him at all. He fired a blowing fire palm with his backhand, and the huge thrust directly sent the unprepared man in leather pants flying seven or eight meters away!

boom!

After the man in leather pants landed, he knelt on one knee with his left foot. He pushed his right foot backwards against the ground and sank into the soil. He grabbed the rocks on the ground with both hands to prevent him from being swept away.

The fire-blowing palm used by Mu Yu this time was not the kind of fire-blowing palm that was really used to blow fire, but the fire-blowing palm with the greatest power filled with soul power.

It’s not a problem to blow away a 200-pound man!

"Another self-created soul skill? Damn it!"

The man in leather pants had a gloomy expression, and the yellow hair that stood up on end was blown backwards by Mu Yu.

Bang!

As the man in leather pants exerted force, a huge force suddenly erupted on his feet, and a large ball of soil debris was exposed on the ground under his feet. This time, he did not choose to face Mu Yu directly, but quickly circled back and forth around the trees.

Run close to Mu Yu.

It's just that this man in leather pants is destined to be in vain. No matter how he avoids it, everything seems so ridiculous under the prejudgment and insight of the Sharingan!

"Blow Fire Palm!"

Mu Yu stood where he was and didn't move at all. He just used his soul power with all his strength, and once again blasted the blowing fire palm with the maximum power in the diagonal direction.

"What!"

boom!

Click!

The man in leather pants didn't expect that he had avoided a frontal attack and was still hit by this kid. It was as if he was locked by this kid. After breaking a small tree, the man in leather pants wiped the corner of his mouth.

With blood stains on his face, he looked at Mu Yu with a gloomy expression.

Even if he is a level 35 Beast Martial Soul Fighting Soul Lord, there is no way he could have suffered two fire blows from Mu Yu without getting hurt!

"Are you really just a first-level soul master? No matter what, only one of us can leave alive today!"

The man in leather pants had an ugly face. After taking a deep breath, his expression slowly calmed down, and then the three soul rings under his feet lit up:

"Qiu Feng, martial soul tusk mountain boar, level 35 three-ring battle soul master, either you die or I die today!"

Seeing the other party announcing his home, Mu Yu smiled and took half a step back with his right foot, turning his body slightly to the side, and a yellow soul ring lit up around his body:

"Yu Mo, Wuhun Flame, a level 17 first-level battle soul master. Today is a battle of life and death!"

"Level 17!"

Qiu Feng looked shocked:

"Can I ask, how old are you this year?"

"Six and a half years old."

Mu Yu looked at him calmly.

"What?!"

Qiu Feng's originally sighing face was suddenly replaced by shock and disbelief:

"Six and a half years old?

A 6-and-a-half-year-old level 17!?

How is this possible? Monster! Monster!

You are an absolute monster!"

After finishing, Qiu Feng's expression became ferocious again:

"What a pity, you have to die here today!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu, who was adjusting her breathing with her eyes closed behind her, couldn't help but open her eyes and looked at Mu Yu's back with a look of shock in her eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment! However, please go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Yu's Ziyun Wings behind Mu Yu fiercely spread out and rushed into the air. At the same time, the soul power of his hands suddenly burst into light yellow light. This was a sign that "Burning Jue" was still at the low level of the yellow level.

But even if you are a low-level Huang-level person, the powerful soul power you have condensed is far incomparable to other people!

Sucking palms!

Blow Fire Palm!

Without any warning, Mu Yu took action almost instantly. Qiu Feng, who was still in shock before, never thought that Mu Yu would suddenly attack, especially since the two reaction forces first sucked him one or two meters off the ground.

Then it was hit hard and smashed into the ground.

Bang!

The two sudden bursts of huge reaction force all acted on Qiu Feng's body, causing him to spurt out a large mouthful of blood when he hit the ground.

In a life and death battle, how could Mu Yu give him time to breathe?

After Mu Yu threw two Qi Recovery Pills into the air, the soul power of his hands exploded again, and he struck downwards with both palms at the same time:

"Blow Fire Palm!"

"Blow Fire Palm!"

"Blow Fire Palm!"

Boom boom boom!!!

Qiu Feng could only flee passively. Even if he was hit by bombardment, he would not dare to stay where he was.

Xiao Wu from behind couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this scene!

Is this person who was driven away like a rabbit jumping around really the level 35 soul master who just hit him seriously and seriously injured him?

Eh?

Why do I think of rabbits?

Just as Xiao Wu was thinking about this, Qiu Feng, who was running away in the distance, suddenly stopped and stood more than twenty meters away from Mu Yu. He gasped for air and said with a cruel smile:

"It turns out that the longest lethal range of your skill is 25 meters. If you keep chasing me with your wings, I'm afraid I will really be killed by you!

But you didn't!

Boy, do you know what your biggest weakness is?"

While speaking, Qiu Feng glanced at Xiao Wu who was sitting cross-legged two meters behind Mu Yu:

"Are you afraid that I will hold this little girl hostage to threaten you? This is your weakness!"

"so what?"

Mu Yu looked calm and did not panic when the enemy discovered the flaw.

"So what? Hahaha!"

Qiu Feng laughed wildly:

"Your attack from 25 meters away is useless to me, but my third soul skill can attack you! Die, kid, if you dare to hide, that little girl will die!"

As he spoke, Qiu Feng's third soul ring flashed, and then his fists glowed with blood. Without saying a word, he raised his fist and swung it towards Mu Yu!

When Xiao Wu saw this scene, he immediately stood up and said:

"Hurry up and hide, I can do it myself - Pfft, cough cough cough."

Just as Xiao Wu opened her mouth, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and she slumped to the ground. It was obvious that Qiu Feng's attack just now was not as simple as an ordinary elbow strike.

"It doesn't matter, just adjust your breathing well and I will take care of everything."

Mu Yu did not turn around, but his voice remained calm.

Xiao Wu looked at the small figure suspended in the air two or three meters in front of her, with a touch of emotion in her eyes and an extremely inexplicable sense of security.

Seeing the blood-colored fist flying towards him with a diameter of one meter, Mu Yu raised his eyebrows and pressed forward with his right palm:

"Blow Fire Palm!"

Bang!

But this time the impact was shattered, and the fist shadow continued to hit him.

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Qiu Feng laughed proudly:

"Useless, useless, useless!

Die, boy!

Blood Gang Fist! Blood Gang Fist! Blood Gang Fist!”

Seeing the four bloody fist shadows flying in succession, Mu Yu didn't feel locked, which gave him an understanding of this skill in an instant:
To be continued...