There is only one competition today, one game determines the victory or defeat. Who will win? Although many people hope it is Miss Fengqi, the reality in front of you is that a little girl who is just a little girl who is in the forefront of you is hidden.
The old fox, even if Miss Fengqi is better, she is unprepared for this old fox.
The man in the official outfit announced that the competition would not begin.
On the red carpet, the two of them looked at each other coldly. They had been meeting each other for almost ten days, but they had no chance to fight each other every day. Today they were going to fight to the death.
Feng Zhilou's eyes wide open, without any fear. She looked at Leng Houye coldly and whispered: "Today, I don't want anything, just your eyes, I think Zeng Ye will come,
You need it more.”
Although Zhilou controlled Zeng Yelai's condition, his eyes were completely blind. If he could have a pair of normal eyes, he might have a chance to see the world clearly, and Leng Houye did not deserve these bright eyes.
"Haha, Feng Zhilou, do you know why I came to the Heroes Conference? It's just to kill you. I want to take my eyes. I can, but I have to show your skills!"
Leng Houye responded arrogantly, now there are no other opponents, a mere woman, he didn't take it seriously at all. He gently took a steel judge's magic pen. With this weapon, he was invincible all the way. Today he decided
It can make the Feng family's scoundrel fight without the strength to fight back, and then kill him with one blow.
"Okay, since you agree, I'm not polite."
Feng Zhilou took the initiative this time with an exception. She had been observing Leng Houye for many days. This old fox had no empty position and had a stable foundation. If she wanted to defeat him, she had to rely on her own strength.
And this old man's judge's pen is superb.
More than a hundred true energy mixed with the roar like a dragon, pounced on Leng Houye. Leng Houye's heavy eyebrows frowned, knowing that Feng Zhilou was going to fight with him today.
"rise!"
Leng Houye leaned over and slapped the ground hard. The red blanket broke and flew up, flying towards Zhilou. Driven by the true energy, the blanket was as hard as the iron plate of steel, with more than one hundred true energy.
After hitting the red carpet, the red carpet turned into powder, falling on the palace wall and on the stands like blood rain.
There was a burst of exclamation, and everyone's faces were covered with messy red. This was so beautiful and terrifying.
On the moon-watching platform, Fei Yuan held the sword around his waist. The young master had already returned to the holy land and left him to wait for Miss Feng Qi. Leng Houye's attack just now was indeed powerful. If Feng Zhilou had not been safe and sound, he
Sure enough, he took action.
Under the palace, Prince Yan took a piece of red carpet fragments from his face and looked at the martial arts court with cold eyes. Life and death seemed to be hanging between the lines. Miss Fengqi never gave up for the villagers of Fengjiazhuang.
He admired this woman in his heart, and it was also very contradictory. Should he hope she won or lose?
"Crown Prince, Leng Houye is really amazing." The man in the official costume whispered.
"He can win and become the warrior god of war in the Hero Society, but he can't hurt Feng Zhilou. Look at the murderous aura in his eyes, today it will be unfavorable to Zhilou. Let your people act carefully, not be too ostentatious, and not be slow to move.
, In short... no matter what measures are taken, we can't break the rules of heroes and let me face the world without any face."
The prince feast threw the red powder on the ground, knowing that today is extraordinary. If Leng Houye wins, he will not hurt Zhilou. This is the most perfect ending. If he kills him...
The man in the official outfit whispered.
"I have made arrangements, don't worry, as long as Miss Fengqi falls and Leng Houye dares to take action again, he will be humiliating himself."
"Um."
Prince Yan nodded, his heart calmed down a little.
On the martial arts field, Feng Zhilou was breathing slightly, and more than a hundred true energy was shot out, and Leng Houye actually fought back like this. Leng Houye was really a difficult bone to crack. It seemed that he wanted to meet Zeng Ye with his eyes.
It's a little trouble.
After Leng Houye fought back, he suddenly rose into the air. When the judge's pen flipped, a ball of flame suddenly rushed out of the pen core. This was the highest realm of true qi, which turned into fire, combined with the power of the judge's pen, the heat was unstoppable.
The flames spurted the flames and rushed over. Feng Zhilou could only temporarily resist and tried to avoid them. While retreating, he accidentally touched the ring on his ring finger. Seeing the flames pounced on him, even if she could not burn her to death, she would still be able to get her eyebrows.
Suddenly, a "pah" sound came from the air, and a water droplet shot out from the ring with force, just swallowing the flames and extinguishing them. Finally, the water column sprayed Leng Houye's body.
"ah!"
Leng Houye screamed. He thought that Miss Fengqi would have burned to death by this moment, but he did not expect that he could fire fire, and she could actually spray water. The highest realm of true qi is only fire and no water, but this water
Where did Leng Houye really couldn't figure it out. He wiped his face in shame and felt that the water had a fishy smell.
"How is it possible for you, you?"
Yes, how is that possible? Feng Zhilou was also surprised and was stunned for a moment.
"Miss Fengqi, can you actually make water?"
Although many people are not super warriors, they can't explain it. Only Feng Zhilou knows where the water comes from. It was spit out by Hunbao in the ring after seeing the fire.
"Hunbao is doing well and he has a lot of saliva." Feng Zhilou praised it.
"Hehe, master, that's urine." Hunbao said proudly.
Well.......
Feng Zhilou was speechless.
At this moment, Leng Houye's judge's pen swept across again, and Feng Zhilou dodged sideways, feeling that it was not a solution to avoid this, and she had to turn the guest on her back again, so she condensed her true energy and rotated her wisdom at high speed.
The cyclone that formed a great Qing rushed out of his palm. This time Leng Houye did not feel that well. Although his body avoided it, his arm was hit hard and he fell out directly, almost falling off the arena of the competition.
"Stupid girl, it's really amazing." Leng Houye touched his arm. Fortunately, he put on the steel armor arm guard, otherwise he would have broken his arm. Even so, his arm would not be able to move freely
.
"If you are scared, just hand over your eyes and exit the martial arts field." Feng Zhilou sneered.
"Haha, Feng Zhilou, don't underestimate my two-foot-eight-inch judge's pen. Today it will be stained with your blood and become the number one weapon in the world."
Leng Houye stood firmly, and his fingers smeared the body of the judge's pen, as if he was a magician. He turned into two silver judge's pens, one big and one small, shining with a silver fierce light.
"My son and son judge." Someone shouted out loudly.
Feng Zhilou has also heard of the judge's pen. The characteristic of this is that as long as the opponent's blood essence is contaminated with the judge's pen, the judge's pen will automatically evolve and become sharper and extremely powerful. Leng Houye
He fought along the way and killed many people, and naturally he was also infected with a lot of blood.
On the surface, Feng Zhilou was facing one Leng Houye, but the sharpness of many warriors absorbed by the judge made Zhilou compete with thousands of powerful men killed by Leng Houye at this time.
"Stupid girl, just with your rare skill, I came to Wujing to bring reinforcements. Today, I will let you die here."
After speaking, the judge's pen was thrown out sharply, the mother and the mother separated, and then separated. The mother gave birth to a son and the son brought grandson. In the sight, countless forces were surrounded from all directions. It seemed that countless warriors were running wildly, with anger overwhelmingly storming their heads.
Call.
"ah?"
Feng Zhilou exclaimed, as the saying goes, a tiger cannot defeat a group of wolves, how could she deal with the reproduction of the judge's descendants? It seems that not only can't defeat this old fox today, but she will even have to take her own life?
Just when Zhilou didn't know how to fight back, suddenly the sound of Hunbao came from the ring.
"Hehe, master, there is a sword in your ring, it's so beautiful."
Hunbao had a good time inside. When it saw the shiny blood red in the dark winter, it became interested. Although it did not dare to get close, it jumped up and down and glanced for a long time.
After Hunbao reminded him, Feng Zhilou smiled. How could she forget the Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword? Now that she has to deal with this judge's pen, she still needs such an ancient artifact.
"Hunbao, throw the sword out!"
"Uh, master." Hunbao turned around the red sword. Just as he was about to reach out, the sword turned red. It was a monster and the Chixiao sword was a magic weapon. As long as Hunbao dared to touch it, he would definitely be because of
The sword energy of the sword.
Hunbao knew very well that this sword was not an ordinary thing and could never be touched, but how could it be given to the master? So it had a sudden inspiration and kicked the grid in the space...
Feng Zhilou twisted the ring and waited for Hunbao to throw the Chixiao Sword out, but the judge's pen was about to arrive, but there was still no movement.
"Huanbao, you're going to kill me."
"Master, Master, don't worry, here you are."
Hunbao's kick not only kicked the sword, but also kicked out the things in the grid space. The bottles, jars, bags, and small Dong and Xiaoxi that were not cleared in the past.
Several steamed buns also flew out.
Feng Zhilou was so angry that his face turned green. These things were thrown out, and Hunbao rushed out. The guy found that the owner looked wrong and knew that he had kicked the wrong thing. He was invisible all of a sudden, and he didn't know where he hid.
.
Such a scene is really embarrassing...
Feng Zhilou stared at the things on the ground, his face turned red. For a moment, his feet became a ragged market. It was fine if he had bottles and jars, but there were a few clothes for changing, steamed buns, and of course there was also the book bitten by the mud treasure.
The secrets of the martial arts of the Leng Hou family were lost, and they couldn't tell what the book was. Of course, it fell out, and the Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword, the poor ancient artifact, was
Such a mess is buried in such a mess and has become a junk item.
The Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword was suppressed by such a thing, lost its spiritual energy and red light, and failed to attract people's attention for a while. Instead, these ragged things made everyone laugh.