Chapter 168

"Run! Run! Hahaha! Burn you! Burn you!"

Ma Hongjun was obviously very excited to drive Qin Jian away.

"Fat man, don't be complacent. I think you can last long."

Qin Jian's unhurried appearance made the master nod again and again. He knew that Qin Jian's response was the most secure. There was no need to show off his strength and fight hard. As long as Oscar's soul was exhausted, they would lose.

"Fat, awesome! I don't have much to feed you!"

After five minutes without making any progress, Oscar began to worry.

"Shit, don't you see he's as slippery as a monkey? What can I do?!" Ma Hongjun said angrily.

Seeing the two people in the sky fight their mouths first, the others are laughing and laughing.

"Qin Jian's skill of exchanging martial soul positions is so powerful that it completely makes up for his lack of speed, even for the sensitive attack department." Tang San sighed.

The master beside him nodded and said, "if his third soul skill is really as controlling as you said, in a sense, he is an all-round soul master. He is impeccable in both power attack and control, which is extremely rare."

"The only weakness may be defense, but he has the ability to exchange positions of human body, martial spirit, which does not constitute a weakness."

The master had a headache.

Because his theory is that there is no perfect soul master, but there is a perfect team. This scene is also arranged to tell them this. As a result, there is a nearly perfect soul master in front of them. How should this class be taught

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a sudden change in the field. I don't know why Qin Jian didn't avoid Ma Hongjun's Phoenix line of fire this time. Instead, it was a huge sword light of the combination of man and sword.

The sword light and fire light collided fiercely, and everyone around could feel the heat and sharp spirit.

"What is he doing? Why do you do it now? It's clear that Oscar will run out of soul power in a little while." the master frowned.

But Oscar was very excited: "fat man! Well done!"

"Hey, hey..."

Ma Hongjun kept laughing and sprayed fire lines: "I burn! I burn! I burn again!"

But except that time, Qin Jian had no hard resistance.

"Eh? What is brother Jian holding in his hand?" Ning Rongrong suddenly said.

The others were slightly stunned and looked carefully. Sure enough, they saw the things in Qin Jian's hands in the gap where Qin Jian transferred his position

"Wow! So cute!" Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly glowed.

It turned out that Qin Jian held a furry little squirrel in his left hand!

"It turned out that my brother saved the little squirrel from the fat man's fire just now!" Xiaowu's eyes were bright.

Everyone else was surprised.

"Come on, fat man, help the little squirrel roast chestnuts!"

At this time, Qin Jian grabbed the gap between dodging and holding up the little squirrel and let the chestnuts in its claws be roasted by fire.

The little squirrel was stunned, so he peeled the chestnuts and stuffed them into his mouth, and his eyes lit up the next moment.

Then he took another chestnut out of nowhere and held it up to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian was stunned: "do you want me to bake chestnuts for you again?"

The little squirrel didn't know whether he understood it or not, so he kept holding the chestnuts. It seemed as if he was saying, "heat my chestnuts and make them numb."

Qin Jian's head was covered with black lines: "to be honest, did you cross the ice age? Or a little fierce Xu disorderly entered!"

Seeing Qin Jian talking to the little squirrel and taking Phoenix Fire to roast chestnuts for the squirrel from time to time, Ma Hongjun was very angry.

"Too much! If I don't beat you down today, I will not be a Phoenix, I will be a turkey!"

The angry Ma Hongjun flew faster and almost ran after Qin Jian, but Oscar who provided sausage behind him gradually couldn't keep up

"Fat... Fat! I -"

Oscar stretched out his hand and his wings flickered behind him. He wanted to hold Ma Hongjun to avoid falling down, but Ma Hongjun didn't care about him at this time.

"Bang!"

Oscar fell to the ground, but almost the moment he fell, Qin Jian, who was still baking chestnuts with a little squirrel, appeared in front of him.

"Oscar, you can quit."

Qin Jian gestures with his sword around his neck, and Oscar can only return to the sideline dejected. After all, if it is a life and death struggle, he has been killed at this time.

Ma Hongjun, who was still flying in the sky, was silly: "Oscar, when did you fall?"

Oscar rolled his eyes angrily: "of course, it's when you keep chasing Qin Jian!"

"Fat man, how's it going? Do you want to fight?"

Qin Jian held the little squirrel in one hand and shook the Wuhun sword in the other. The relaxed freehand appearance made Ma Hongjun shake the fat on his fat face.

"Well, since you won't admit defeat, don't blame me for beating you down. After all, this is what you're going to do to me."

Qin Jian's eyes were silent, the long sword Shua raised, and the sword edge pointed at Ma Hongjun.

His cold eyes made Ma Hongjun tremble and hurriedly raised his hand: "I admit defeat!"

"Oh, that's good."

As a result, Qin Jian turned into a smiling face at the next moment, and Ma Hongjun was stunned.

"Even with psychological oppression..."

The master pinched his eyebrows. He felt that he had encountered a hard stubble. It's hard to take the child

"Well, let's see your third soul skill in the next little dance," he waved.

"Yes, master."

Xiao Wu walked to the opposite side of Qin Jian with a smile on his face. It seems that he doesn't mean to fight at all.

She carried her hands and tilted her little head. She was so cute that Qin Jian was stunned.

Suddenly his head fainted, and he suddenly woke up: "well, you silly rabbit dare to charm me. It seems that you didn't eat enough lessons when you were a child."

"Little dance..."

Qin Jian suddenly smiled, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Xiaowu's big pink eyes.

The pink sword Qi flashed away

Xiaowu's rabbit's head was the same dizzy. Then he looked at Qin Jian and began to drift: "brother..."

The elder brother's cry was so weak that Tang San on the sidelines widened his eyes.

"Is Xiaowu still so weak?" he said incredulously.

The master frowned and said, "Xiao San, I can see that Xiaowu used charm, but what did Qin Jian do? Why did Xiaowu have such a reaction?"

Tang San's eyes were filled with purple light and said, "teacher, I just noticed a trace of soul power fluctuation. It seems that there is pink light shining from Qin Jian's eyes for a moment..."

"Pink light? Is it a silent soul skill more than the charm of small dance?"

The master secretly guessed that he found that Qin Jian's soul skills are all types. It's not like the soul master of sword weapon, which is famous for its attack powe