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Chapter 1212: Su Jingfeng and Feng Tianlan 1


That silver hair like silk that flutters in the wind, and those cold and murderous red eyes are clearly that of Su Jingfeng Feng Tianlan was afraid that he would hurt Feng Shu and there was a huge difference in spiritual power, so he drew out the Ice Soul Sword without any hesitation.

It contained powerful ice spiritual power and suddenly faced Su Jingfeng like a ray of light.

Seeing that Su Jingfeng's spiritual power was about to hit Feng Tianlan with overwhelming force, the Ice Soul Sword bounced the spiritual power back, doubling its power.

Even he had a hard time dodging it.

He flipped several somersaults in the air before finally regaining his balance.

"Ice Soul Sword."

Su Jingfeng's red eyes stared coldly at the Ice Soul Sword in Feng Tianlan's hand.

He raised his eyes to look at her again, but was stunned when he saw the phoenix totem between her eyebrows.

If it was cinnabar, Mole, she must be Yuner.

Feng Tianlan stood in front of Feng Shu, holding the Ice Soul Sword in his hand.

He raised his eyes and looked at Su Jingfeng coldly, but did not speak, only curled his lips and smiled coldly and mockingly.

She really thought Su Jingfeng was ridiculous, and he would kill her whenever they disagreed.

It seemed that it had something to do with Feng Yunsheng.

Seeing the sneer hanging on the corner of Feng Tianlan's lips, Su Jingfeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

His whole body froze, as if she was standing next to Wu Ya when he went to pick her up, looking into his eyes.

There was only strangeness and ridicule, and now it was like returning to that scene.

"Yun'er" Su Jingfeng couldn't help shouting.

Feng Tianlan raised his eyes coldly and said sarcastically, "Young Master Su is really interesting.

Just now he acted like he had to kill me, but now he calls me other people's names so affectionately."

The cold and sarcastic voice was very harsh, causing Su Jingfeng to regain consciousness slightly.

His eyes returned to the Ice Soul Sword in her hand, and he asked in a cold voice, "Why do you have the Ice Soul Sword?"

"Why can't I have the Ice Soul Sword?"

Feng Tianlan clenched the Ice Soul Sword, feeling a slight pain and numbness in the tiger's mouth.

Now Su Jingfeng is also a high-level deity.

After she was promoted to a deity, she has not been promoted again.

If not Relying on the Ice Soul Sword, he died in the hands of Su Jingfeng just now.

Su Jingfeng had a dark face and looked at Feng Tianlan with cold and sharp eyes, "The Ice Soul Sword belongs to Sheng'er.

As a sister, how can you steal her things?"

"Yeah."

After listening to Su Jingfeng's words, Feng Tianlan raised his eyebrows very interestingly, "Master Su, are you joking?"

"The Ice Soul Sword is a divine weapon.

Gu has lived for thousands of years.

I knew this sword belonged to Sheng'er thousands of years ago.

Now if you return the sword to Gu, I may be able to spare your life."

Su Jingfeng locked eyes with the Ice Soul Sword. , like a cheetah seeing its prey.

Even if Feng Tianlan and Sheng'er were very similar, he would not question whether Sheng'er was Yun Yi.

On the contrary, it was impossible for Feng Tianlan to be Yun Yi because she did not remember him at all.

Although the Ice Soul Sword was made by Wuya himself for Yun Yi, which he didn't like very much, he knew very well the power of the Ice Soul Sword.

It would be a great benefit for Sheng'er to have this person by his side.

He, Su Jingfeng, would never resist a divine weapon.

"Su Jingfeng, there's no need to be so hypocritical.

You've decided whether to retaliate or not.

Why don't you just go ahead and fight now?"

Feng Tianlan raised her sword to defend herself, waiting for the attack.

Although there was a huge disparity in strength, she had the Ice Soul Sword. , if you can still fight, why not give it a try Although the chance of winning is zero Su Jingfeng's red eyes were raised coldly, and he took action quickly.

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The black spiritual power in the sky, like a dragnet, came down with a crash, showing no mercy, as if just like that, he killed her with one move: