Now his martial arts has advanced by leaps and bounds. After this sword exchange, Feng Yiying has already felt that his current martial arts is not far behind him, almost between Zhong Bo. In just a few months, his
How did the martial arts improve? Is it because of practicing evil arts? Suddenly, a trace of doubt came to my mind: "Is he really the person behind the rampage of the demon soldiers? His magical martial arts are indeed different from those of that day.
He spoke, but it seemed that he was not powerful enough to control these hundreds of thousands of troops in one fell swoop... He pointed the tip of his sword at Dong Liye: "Why are you in this military tent? Where is the commander-in-chief of the Red Lotus Army?", Dong Liye said.
Li Ye's face changed slightly, and he sneered: "Are you blind? Didn't you see me in royal clothes? Of course I am the coach here! I am now the prince of the Red Lotus Kingdom, with money, beauty, power, and martial arts.
...I can reach out and get everything a man dreams of..." His eyes were cold and stern, with a arrogant and domineering air that looked down on all living beings. He also had a bit of a kingly demeanor. If it had been anyone else, he might have really been affected by his aura.
When he was photographed, he thought he was the commander of these hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers. Unfortunately, what he met was Feng Yiying, who was extremely thoughtful. Feng Yiying's sea-like eyes were full of indifference and ridicule at this moment, and he said calmly:
"You may be a prince, but it's a pity that you are not the commander-in-chief of the Red Lotus Soldiers. At best, you are just a puppet. There should be someone else behind the scenes. Who is he?" Dong Liye's face changed, as if
Someone had stripped off his disguise alive, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Feng Yiying! Don't act like the old god is here and knows everything. Just take a look.
Who is she?!" He suddenly turned around, parted his flying long hair to both sides, and a charming and beautiful face appeared on the back of his head. Even though Feng Yiying had always been calm, he couldn't help but gasp at this moment.
Air conditioning. Before he could say anything, Yi Qingchen called out from behind him: "Ye Wuxia!" The face behind his head belonged to Ye Wuxia, the most beautiful woman in the world.