"Feng Xiang hits. et” The green sword qi of the grappling, the voice of Feng Qingyue sounded.
"Chirp."
A loud phoenix roar rose into the sky, turning into a vague afterimage, and rushed straight towards Yun Chuheng.
"Wind Royal."
Yun Chuheng snorted in a deep voice.
A blue-green light mask appeared in front of Yun Chuheng, and the light mask had just been propped up, and a vague phoenix shadow came whistling immediately. laugh at Snort There was a tooth-aching grinding sound, and the sharp phoenix shadow and the green light mask collided with each other, making a fierce "snort" sound, not giving an inch.
Light mask, Yun Chuheng looked at the blurred phoenix shadow outside with an ugly face.
From his position, wisps of white smoke were rising from the point where the two collided.
The originally smooth and sturdy mask gradually appeared with a small crack that was almost invisible, and gradually expanded rapidly.
"It's a man, don't hide in the turtle cover."
Outside the light mask, Feng Tingge's voice opened his mouth clearly.
Then he raised his head proudly "Break it for me."
Click Click A series of light mask cracking sounds sounded, and in just a few breaths, the turquoise light mask was densely covered with cracks. bang Bang bang bang The blue-green light shield shattered, revealing Yun Chuheng's slightly pale face. rumble The people around the square let out a roar in unison.
What's going on Doesn't it mean that this phoenix song is a waste of spiritual power occlusion How could it be possible to break through the defenses of His Royal Highness King Heng "Gollum."
On the square side, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded.
The few people who were bribed by Chu Ning shrank their necks in unison, and while no one was paying attention, they quickly smeared oil on the soles of their feet.
In the square, Yun Chuheng looked at the peerless woman opposite with complicated eyes, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Why Why is it only seven days?
This woman It has reached a height that can rival him Don't This time it was really him who was wrong Yun Chuheng looked at the white clothes in front of him, and a trance suddenly passed through his mind.
Seems Something important was being missed by him I want to redeem it again But there was no chance.
"Come on, cousin, you'll be able to defeat this shit."
Chu Ning screamed angrily, looking at Feng Qinge who was unharmed on the opposite side, his face was distorted to the extreme.
This waste What kind of magic is this waste using?
Yun Chuheng was shocked, and suddenly came back to his senses.
Forcing himself to restrain his mind, Yun Chuheng looked at Feng Tiange opposite with fixed eyes, and pursed the corners of his lips tightly.
"You're strong, but that's the end of it."
Yun Chuheng slowly raised his hand "Three thousand whirlwind slashes."
With a calm low shout, the vigorous green sword qi suddenly gathered in the palm of his hand, and a whirlwind that rotated extremely quickly gradually condensed and formed.
"Three thousand whirlwinds, it's the three thousand whirlwinds of His Royal Highness King Heng."
"Oh my God, His Royal Highness King Heng even used three thousand whirlwind slashes in order to deal with that waste."
"I heard that it is a top-level exercise of the yellow level, and it can even be compared to some Xuan-level exercises."
One after another exclamations, Feng Qingge raised a sneer.
"Is it a yellow-level exercise?"
Unbelievable Her exercises are just a little higher than his.
"Seven tips for phoenix dance, phoenix flash."
Feng Tiange's feet moved, and his graceful figure disappeared in place in an instant.
"Look, why is that phoenix song gone?"
Bursts of chanting rang out.
Chu Ning stood up suddenly: "What about that waste man":