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It's strange to say that Qian wangsun knows Zheng Feiyue very well, as if they were friends who talked and got along day and night in their previous lives. It's easy to see through each other's ideas.
Of course, Qian wangsun himself is absolutely unwilling to admit this.
Qian Xiaojia is still roaring excitedly. The girl likes to watch the excitement. Zheng Feiyue is the owner of Er Dan. She doesn't want to see each other's accident.
The red ghost and the leader of the flying corpse cult didn't expect this scene. They looked at each other with a confused face.
Old seven was also surprised. Zheng Feiyue's temporary breakthrough was also beyond his expectation. He originally thought that the so-called duel was only a cover, and the confrontation with the evil god sect was the key.
Now it seems that this partner has other thoughts.
"Ha ha, I knew that a virtuous younger brother always plans and then moves. Do some people regret it?" Mingqi laughed and looked at Nangong intentionally or unintentionally, with a look of schadenfreude on his face.
Nangong was calm and didn't speak.
Her left and right hands, Su Xin and Chang Xin, were worried at the same time. The former whispered, "Valley master, it seems that we have been set by that little bastard again. Now it's time to turn over."
Nangong stared at Zheng Feiyue in the challenge arena and shook his head slowly after a while.
Suxin was quite surprised: "Valley master, zongmen now depends on Zheng Feiyue for a quarter of his income. At this time, the consequences are very serious!"
"What are you flustered about?" Nangong looked cold and his tone became severe. "The evil god never makes mistakes. If he wants Zheng Feiyue to die tonight, he will do it!"
Chang Xin heard the speech, frowned and said, "but he is Zheng Feiyue. Since he appeared in the mulberry ghost city, everything he has done has been unexpected. Can evil gods... Do it?"
Nangong took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. His voice was a little tired: "Zheng Feiyue is a madman, but he is still far worse than evil gods. None of us can afford to provoke him, so we can only stand on the side of the winner."
Suxin and Changxin had something to say, but Nangong coldly interrupted them: "shut up, I can't teach you how to do things!"
No one dared to speak.
On the challenge arena.
Zheng Feiyue sat cross legged. The whole person was suspended in the air. There were golden flames burning in front of and behind him. Not only that, the fragments of his long stick were also burning.
At the moment, he seemed to become a fire, burning the air around him.
On the other side, Wang Xiaohua looked dignified. The goddess figure behind her was in full bloom. The knife in her hand was held horizontally, and the patterns on her body moved rapidly, as if she had come back to life.
The momentum of both sides has reached its peak and may take action at any time.
On the viewing platform, there were voices of discussion everywhere.
"The same realm, the same magic soldier, finally means a little fatalistic war."
"I'm still more optimistic about Wang Xiaohua. First of all, he has a longer breakthrough time. Secondly, there is the blood melting magic knife personally taught by the evil god, which is undoubtedly more powerful."
"No, no, shopkeeper Zheng is thoughtful and has always had strange moves. On the contrary, Wang Xiaohua's cards are exposed and he will lose!"
"Wang Xiaohua will never lose!"
"Let me see, two people half a kilo to eight Liang, the outcome is unpredictable."
In the ranks of the evil god sect, the black dragon frowned and realized that the situation was getting out of control.
He stretched out his white palm, which seemed to twinkle.
"I advise you not to interfere. This is the decisive moment that the young patriarch dreams of. If you help him secretly, you will not be able to fall well, but will provoke his resentment." the elder with long beard (second Lord Guan) gave a voice to dissuade him.
The black dragon looked as usual and said, "I don't care about victory or defeat. I only know that Zheng Feiyue must die tonight. Any accident will be wiped out in the cradle."
"The blood melting sword is the master's famous skill. Don't you believe in the little master? Don't you believe in evil gods?" the second master said something.
The black dragon was stunned. The light in his palm gradually disappeared and said, "maybe you are right, but I still act according to the opportunity."
"If there's an accident, you'll have to fight, but I believe the little Lord can win!" the second master has great confidence in Wang Xiaohua.
On the other hand, Lao Qi's attention was always on the side of the evil god sect. The palm on his knee was slightly raised, and the stars in the sky flashed a little brighter than just now.
On the challenge arena.
Pieces of burning metal agglomerated and gathered into a long golden flame stick in the sound of "Keng Keng". Zheng Feiyue firmly held it in his hand and said, "don't know if you can hold me now?"
Wang Xiaohua flashed a tyrannical color on her face and roared, "what are you crazy about!"
The magic knife cuts through the sky with great momentum.
The golden long staff ushered in, the weapons hit each other, made a trembling sound straight into the soul, and then separated.
A golden flame spread up along the magic knife and went straight to Wang Xiaohua. Wang Xiaohua snorted coldly, the patterns on her body wriggled, and the cold force poured out to extinguish the gold.
At the same time, Zheng Feiyue swept in again.
Give up the word formula!
The stick that contains all Zheng Feiyue's energy and spirit, plus the 300000 kg weight carried by the stick itself, makes the world change color, like a hurricane.
On the stage, black dragon and "Guan Erye" all changed their faces. Even they dared not underestimate the attack with such intensity.
As for others, they fell into a dead silence.
Among them, LV Jian sighed and said, "who will say that shopkeeper Zheng is lazy and doesn't practice hard in the future? I have to tear his mouth!"
It can be seen that Lu, who has great self-restraint, was surprised to say this.
Hoo!
The hurricane swept the whole challenge arena, and Wang Xiaohua was the first to bear the brunt.
Wang Xiaohua felt the great pressure coming from the face and felt a sense of facing death. He thought of Zheng Feiyue. "I don't know if you can stand me now." sweat stains were visible on his forehead.
In the hurricane, a long flame stick fell on the head.
Wang Xiaohua finally stopped hesitating. The patterns on her body and the picture of the goddess behind her rushed into her hand. The blood red light on the blade emerged, as if the sound of a sea of blood echoed in it.
"Change!"
"Blood!"
"God!"
"Knife!"
With the rising tone of four voices, a bloody rainbow that seemed to wake up from Jiuyou suddenly appeared, unhindered to split the hurricane and hit the long stick hidden in the hurricane.
Keng!
The high collision sound sounded, burst out a harsh sound, and spread in all directions.
The people on the viewing platform covered their ears one after another, as if thousands of needles stabbed their hearts. They couldn't say a word. They had to rely on their long mouth to alleviate the pain.
I don't know how long it took.
People finally relaxed and quickly looked at the challenge arena with wide eyes.
The challenge arena suffered heavy losses. The ground was like a ploughed field, but it was not so neat.
Wang Xiaohua leaned on a knife in both hands, gasped heavily, and blood was all over her eyes. Although it was slowly disappearing, people with clear eyes knew it was excessive consumption.
Opposite him, the stick in Zheng Feiyue's hand has disappeared.
There was a long knife mark on his chest, straight into the white bone. The wound was gurgling and bleeding. It looked very sad. As for his expression, it had three points of surprise and seven points of reluctance.
"Lost!"
"Shopkeeper Zheng lost!"
"Blood melting magic knife, such terror!"
"The outcome has been divided. Shopkeeper Zheng is afraid he can't live tonight!"
There was a mess on the observation deck.
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It's strange to say that Qian wangsun knows Zheng Feiyue very well, as if they were friends who talked and got along day and night in their previous lives. It's easy to see through each other's ideas.
Of course, Qian wangsun himself is absolutely unwilling to admit this.
Qian Xiaojia is still roaring excitedly. The girl likes to watch the excitement. Zheng Feiyue is the owner of Er Dan. She doesn't want to see each other's accident.
The red ghost and the leader of the flying corpse cult didn't expect this scene. They looked at each other with a confused face.
Old seven was also surprised. Zheng Feiyue's temporary breakthrough was also beyond his expectation. He originally thought that the so-called duel was only a cover, and the confrontation with the evil god sect was the key.
Now it seems that this partner has other thoughts.
"Ha ha, I knew that a virtuous younger brother always plans and then moves. Do some people regret it?" Mingqi laughed and looked at Nangong intentionally or unintentionally, with a look of schadenfreude on his face.
Nangong was calm and didn't speak.
Her left and right hands, Su Xin and Chang Xin, were worried at the same time. The former whispered, "Valley master, it seems that we have been set by that little bastard again. Now it's time to turn over."
Nangong stared at Zheng Feiyue in the challenge arena and shook his head slowly after a while.
Suxin was quite surprised: "Valley master, zongmen now depends on Zheng Feiyue for a quarter of his income. At this time, the consequences are very serious!"
"What are you flustered about?" Nangong looked cold and his tone became severe. "The evil god never makes mistakes. If he wants Zheng Feiyue to die tonight, he will do it!"
Chang Xin heard the speech, frowned and said, "but he is Zheng Feiyue. Since he appeared in the mulberry ghost city, everything he has done has been unexpected. Can evil gods... Do it?"
Nangong took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. His voice was a little tired: "Zheng Feiyue is a madman, but he is still far worse than evil gods. None of us can afford to provoke him, so we can only stand on the side of the winner."
Suxin and Changxin had something to say, but Nangong coldly interrupted them: "shut up, I can't teach you how to do things!"
No one dared to speak.
On the challenge arena.
Zheng Feiyue sat cross legged. The whole person was suspended in the air. There were golden flames burning in front of and behind him. Not only that, the fragments of his long stick were also burning.
At the moment, he seemed to become a fire, burning the air around him.
On the other side, Wang Xiaohua looked dignified. The goddess figure behind her was in full bloom. The knife in her hand was held horizontally, and the patterns on her body moved rapidly, as if she had come back to life.
The momentum of both sides has reached its peak and may take action at any time.
On the viewing platform, there were voices of discussion everywhere.
"The same realm, the same magic soldier, finally means a little fatalistic war."
"I'm still more optimistic about Wang Xiaohua. First of all, he has a longer breakthrough time. Secondly, there is the blood melting magic knife personally taught by the evil god, which is undoubtedly more powerful."
"No, no, shopkeeper Zheng is thoughtful and has always had strange moves. On the contrary, Wang Xiaohua's cards are exposed and he will lose!"
"Wang Xiaohua will never lose!"
"Let me see, two people half a kilo to eight Liang, the outcome is unpredictable."
In the ranks of the evil god sect, the black dragon frowned and realized that the situation was getting out of control.
He stretched out his white palm, which seemed to twinkle.
"I advise you not to interfere. This is the decisive moment that the young patriarch dreams of. If you help him secretly, you will not be able to fall well, but will provoke his resentment." the elder with long beard (second Lord Guan) gave a voice to dissuade him.
The black dragon looked as usual and said, "I don't care about victory or defeat. I only know that Zheng Feiyue must die tonight. Any accident will be wiped out in the cradle."
"The blood melting sword is the master's famous skill. Don't you believe in the little master? Don't you believe in evil gods?" the second master said something.
The black dragon was stunned. The light in his palm gradually disappeared and said, "maybe you are right, but I still act according to the opportunity."
"If there's an accident, you'll have to fight, but I believe the little Lord can win!" the second master has great confidence in Wang Xiaohua.
On the other hand, Lao Qi's attention was always on the side of the evil god sect. The palm on his knee was slightly raised, and the stars in the sky flashed a little brighter than just now.
On the challenge arena.
Pieces of burning metal agglomerated and gathered into a long golden flame stick in the sound of "Keng Keng". Zheng Feiyue firmly held it in his hand and said, "don't know if you can hold me now?"
Wang Xiaohua flashed a tyrannical color on her face and roared, "what are you crazy about!"
The magic knife cuts through the sky with great momentum.
The golden long staff ushered in, the weapons hit each other, made a trembling sound straight into the soul, and then separated.
A golden flame spread up along the magic knife and went straight to Wang Xiaohua. Wang Xiaohua snorted coldly, the patterns on her body wriggled, and the cold force poured out to extinguish the gold.
At the same time, Zheng Feiyue swept in again.
Give up the word formula!
The stick that contains all Zheng Feiyue's energy and spirit, plus the 300000 kg weight carried by the stick itself, makes the world change color, like a hurricane.
On the stage, black dragon and "Guan Erye" all changed their faces. Even they dared not underestimate the attack with such intensity.
As for others, they fell into a dead silence.
Among them, LV Jian sighed and said, "who will say that shopkeeper Zheng is lazy and doesn't practice hard in the future? I have to tear his mouth!"
It can be seen that Lu, who has great self-restraint, was surprised to say this.
Hoo!
The hurricane swept the whole challenge arena, and Wang Xiaohua was the first to bear the brunt.
Wang Xiaohua felt the great pressure coming from the face and felt a sense of facing death. He thought of Zheng Feiyue. "I don't know if you can stand me now." sweat stains were visible on his forehead.
In the hurricane, a long flame stick fell on the head.
Wang Xiaohua finally stopped hesitating. The patterns on her body and the picture of the goddess behind her rushed into her hand. The blood red light on the blade emerged, as if the sound of a sea of blood echoed in it.
"Change!"
"Blood!"
"God!"
"Knife!"
With the rising tone of four voices, a bloody rainbow that seemed to wake up from Jiuyou suddenly appeared, unhindered to split the hurricane and hit the long stick hidden in the hurricane.
Keng!
The high collision sound sounded, burst out a harsh sound, and spread in all directions.
The people on the viewing platform covered their ears one after another, as if thousands of needles stabbed their hearts. They couldn't say a word. They had to rely on their long mouth to alleviate the pain.
I don't know how long it took.
People finally relaxed and quickly looked at the challenge arena with wide eyes.
The challenge arena suffered heavy losses. The ground was like a ploughed field, but it was not so neat.
Wang Xiaohua leaned on a knife in both hands, gasped heavily, and blood was all over her eyes. Although it was slowly disappearing, people with clear eyes knew it was excessive consumption.
Opposite him, the stick in Zheng Feiyue's hand has disappeared.
There was a long knife mark on his chest, straight into the white bone. The wound was gurgling and bleeding. It looked very sad. As for his expression, it had three points of surprise and seven points of reluctance.
"Lost!"
"Shopkeeper Zheng lost!"
"Blood melting magic knife, such terror!"
"The outcome has been divided. Shopkeeper Zheng is afraid he can't live tonight!"
There was a mess on the observation deck.
It's strange to say that Qian wangsun knows Zheng Feiyue very well, as if they were friends who talked and got along day and night in their previous lives. It's easy to see through each other's ideas.Of course, Qian wangsun himself is absolutely unwilling to admit this.Qian Xiaojia is still roaring excitedly. The girl likes to watch the excitement. Zheng Feiyue is the owner of Er Dan. She doesn't want to see each other's accident.The red ghost and the leader of the flying corpse cult didn't expect this scene. They looked at each other with a confused face.Old seven was also surprised. Zheng Feiyue's temporary breakthrough was also beyond his expectation. He originally thought that the so-called duel was only a cover, and the confrontation with the evil god sect was the key.Now it seems that this partner has other thoughts."Ha ha, I knew that a virtuous younger brother always plans and then moves. Do some people regret it?" Mingqi laughed and looked at Nangong intentionally or unintentionally, with a look of schadenfreude on his face.Nangong was calm and didn't speak.Her left and right hands, Su Xin and Chang Xin, were worried at the same time. The former whispered, "Valley master, it seems that we have been set by that little bastard again. Now it's time to turn over."Nangong stared at Zheng Feiyue in the challenge arena and shook his head slowly after a while.Suxin was quite surprised: "Valley master, zongmen now depends on Zheng Feiyue for a quarter of his income. At this time, the consequences are very serious!""What are you flustered about?" Nangong looked cold and his tone became severe. "The evil god never makes mistakes. If he wants Zheng Feiyue to die tonight, he will do it!"Chang Xin heard the speech, frowned and said, "but he is Zheng Feiyue. Since he appeared in the mulberry ghost city, everything he has done has been unexpected. Can evil gods... Do it?"Nangong took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. His voice was a little tired: "Zheng Feiyue is a madman, but he is still far worse than evil gods. None of us can afford to provoke him, so we can only stand on the side of the winner."Suxin and Changxin had something to say, but Nangong coldly interrupted them: "shut up, I can't teach you how to do things!"No one dared to speak.On the challenge arena.Zheng Feiyue sat cross legged. The whole person was suspended in the air. There were golden flames burning in front of and behind him. Not only that, the fragments of his long stick were also burning.At the moment, he seemed to become a fire, burning the air around him.On the other side, Wang Xiaohua looked dignified. The goddess figure behind her was in full bloom. The knife in her hand was held horizontally, and the patterns on her body moved rapidly, as if she had come back to life.The momentum of both sides has reached its peak and may take action at any time.On the viewing platform, there were voices of discussion everywhere."The same realm, the same magic soldier, finally means a little fatalistic war.""I'm still more optimistic about Wang Xiaohua. First of all, he has a longer breakthrough time. Secondly, there is the blood melting magic knife personally taught by the evil god, which is undoubtedly more powerful.""No, no, shopkeeper Zheng is thoughtful and has always had strange moves. On the contrary, Wang Xiaohua's cards are exposed and he will lose!""Wang Xiaohua will never lose!""Let me see, two people half a kilo to eight Liang, the outcome is unpredictable."In the ranks of the evil god sect, the black dragon frowned and realized that the situation was getting out of control.He stretched out his white palm, which seemed to twinkle."I advise you not to interfere. This is the decisive moment that the young patriarch dreams of. If you help him secretly, you will not be able to fall well, but will provoke his resentment." the elder with long beard second Lord Guan gave a voice to dissuade him.The black dragon looked as usual and said, "I don't care about victory or defeat. I only know that Zheng Feiyue must die tonight. Any accident will be wiped out in the cradle.""The blood melting sword is the master's famous skill. Don't you believe in the little master? Don't you believe in evil gods?" the second master said something.The black dragon was stunned. The light in his palm gradually disappeared and said, "maybe you are right, but I still act according to the opportunity.""If there's an accident, you'll have to fight, but I believe the little Lord can win!" the second master has great confidence in Wang Xiaohua.On the other hand, Lao Qi's attention was always on the side of the evil god sect. The palm on his knee was slightly raised, and the stars in the sky flashed a little brighter than just now.On the challenge arena.Pieces of burning metal agglomerated and gathered into a long golden flame stick in the sound of "Keng Keng". Zheng Feiyue firmly held it in his hand and said, "don't know if you can hold me now?"Wang Xiaohua flashed a tyrannical color on her face and roared, "what are you crazy about!"The magic knife cuts through the sky with great momentum.The golden long staff ushered in, the weapons hit each other, made a trembling sound straight into the soul, and then separated.A golden flame spread up along the magic knife and went straight to Wang Xiaohua. Wang Xiaohua snorted coldly, the patterns on her body wriggled, and the cold force poured out to extinguish the gold.At the same time, Zheng Feiyue swept in again.Give up the word formula!The stick that contains all Zheng Feiyue's energy and spirit, plus the 300000 kg weight carried by the stick itself, makes the world change color, like a hurricane.On the stage, black dragon and "Guan Erye" all changed their faces. Even they dared not underestimate the attack with such intensity.As for others, they fell into a dead silence.Among them, LV Jian sighed and said, "who will say that shopkeeper Zheng is lazy and doesn't practice hard in the future? I have to tear his mouth!"It can be seen that Lu, who has great self-restraint, was surprised to say this.Hoo!The hurricane swept the whole challenge arena, and Wang Xiaohua was the first to bear the brunt.Wang Xiaohua felt the great pressure coming from the face and felt a sense of facing death. He thought of Zheng Feiyue. "I don't know if you can stand me now." sweat stains were visible on his forehead.In the hurricane, a long flame stick fell on the head.Wang Xiaohua finally stopped hesitating. The patterns on her body and the picture of the goddess behind her rushed into her hand. The blood red light on the blade emerged, as if the sound of a sea of blood echoed in it."Change!""Blood!""God!""Knife!"With the rising tone of four voices, a bloody rainbow that seemed to wake up from Jiuyou suddenly appeared, unhindered to split the hurricane and hit the long stick hidden in the hurricane.Keng!The high collision sound sounded, burst out a harsh sound, and spread in all directions.The people on the viewing platform covered their ears one after another, as if thousands of needles stabbed their hearts. They couldn't say a word. They had to rely on their long mouth to alleviate the pain.I don't know how long it took.People finally relaxed and quickly looked at the challenge arena with wide eyes.The challenge arena suffered heavy losses. The ground was like a ploughed field, but it was not so neat.Wang Xiaohua leaned on a knife in both hands, gasped heavily, and blood was all over her eyes. Although it was slowly disappearing, people with clear eyes knew it was excessive consumption.Opposite him, the stick in Zheng Feiyue's hand has disappeared.There was a long knife mark on his chest, straight into the white bone. The wound was gurgling and bleeding. It looked very sad. As for his expression, it had three points of surprise and seven points of reluctance."Lost!""Shopkeeper Zheng lost!""Blood melting magic knife, such terror!""The outcome has been divided. Shopkeeper Zheng is afraid he can't live tonight!"There was a mess on the observation deck.
