Feng Qianyu admitted that Xuanyuan Yeli should be the most terrifying opponent he has ever encountered in his life.
However, he will not retreat. There is never a word retreat in his dictionary!
He naturally knew that no matter whether he won or lost, Long Fuyue would never change his mind.
But he also has his manly pride, and this duel is inevitable.
He is also looking forward to this duel.[
He wanted to see which one was more powerful, martial arts or magic!
He stood on the top of the tree, closing his eyes slightly, feeling the breath around him.
It was as if I could hear the very light wind in the air.
It was as if some bird had fluttered its wings and landed in the night sky, stirring up the frost all over the sky.
There are experts...
The spiritual power and murderous aura surging from behind suddenly caused Feng Qianyu's body and mind to freeze as if they were ethereal.
He stood still but did not look back.
Because the pressure coming from behind was so great, I was afraid that just looking back would trigger all the murderous intentions.
There was no sound at all.
There was a cold and sharp light in Feng Qianyu's eyes, and he could judge the opponent's position based on the intensity of his murderous intent!
He slowly used his fingers to adjust the Hengshuang Sword in the palm of his hand to the position that best fit his hand.
The visitor was obviously aware of the murderous aura that suddenly gathered in his body. He stopped in his tracks and couldn't even hear his breathing.
Feng Qianyu sneered: "So the dignified high priest of the Nuwa tribe wants to imitate that villain and attack from behind?"
Feng Qianyu's Hengshuang sword shot out, bringing out a blur of misty beauty in front of him.
Xuanyuan Ye left his toes and exerted force, suddenly floating three feet away like a ghost.
At the same time, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air very quickly.
As if the air suddenly condensed, a jade flute appeared in the priest's hand and blocked the sword's edge.[
The two people's bodies were intertwined, and their shots were swift.
With a "chi" sound, the Hengshuang Sword cut through the belt of Xuanyuan Ye's clothes.
However, Xuanyuan Yeli did not avoid it at all. He drew out his finger, and suddenly there was a faint blue arc of light in the air, cutting towards Feng Qianyu's neck.