beg for mercy
A cool smile appeared on Feng Xingying's lips.
Good, he pissed her off.
It's not that easy to win over Feng Xingying.
Only he, Feng Renjian, has a spiritual sword, doesn't Feng Xingying have one
Seeing that the tip of Feng Ren's sword was about to pierce Feng Xingying's body. Feng Xingying made a beautiful side move, his body as flexible as a flying bird.
"Ha, childish."
Feng Renjian smiled mockingly and hummed softly. The light of the sword changed accordingly, clinging to Feng Xingying flexibly.
Feng Yuexian looked fascinated and couldn't help but cheer loudly:
"Big brother is great, big brother is so awesome!"
Seeing the sword light of Feng Renjian dancing with Feng Xingying, there was a tacit understanding.
Unexpectedly, Feng Xingying suddenly stopped.
But Feng Renjian's reaction was half a beat too slow, and the sword light was cheap.
Although he made amends in time, there was still a trace of embarrassment on his face.
He didn't expect to lose to this little loser in swordsmanship. He really had to re-evaluate Feng Xingying's opponent.
Feng Xingying's reaction speed even surprised Feng Renjian. In just a moment, she had summoned a blazing flame to block her body.
If Feng Renjian wants to break Feng Xingying's fierce flames, he must also use his spiritual power.
Fire spirits are known as mobile turrets because of their powerful attack power.
Feng Renjian was somewhat knowledgeable, and Feng Xingying's flames made him feel an obvious threat.
It was a kind of suppression based on talent. Feng Renjian was also a great fire spiritual master. When facing Feng Xingying's flames, he felt like he couldn't help but surrender and didn't dare to use the flames to compete with it.
He was also an experienced great spiritual master. It only took him a second to overcome his inner fear and inject huge spiritual power into the spiritual sword.
However, a lot can happen in a second.
Especially in the eyes of some people, one second is enough to determine the outcome.
Feng Xingying used this second to give up using his spiritual power, and instead turned over and jumped behind Feng Renjian.
Before he could react, his mind was still stuck on the previous second, when he was about to summon spiritual power to crush Feng Xingying's defense.
Feng Xingying's hand has fallen.
The hand rises and falls, and a silver needle is attached. The location is: the back of Feng Renjian's neck.
Feng Renjian's body collapsed in response. All spiritual power and spiritual swords lost their support at this moment, and all became illusive and insignificant.
"Brother, be careful, she attacks sneakily."
Feng Yuexian wanted to remind her eldest brother, but by the time Feng Yuexian shouted, everything was over and her good eldest brother was already lying on the ground.
Feng Yuexian was completely dumbfounded, staring at Feng Xingying with blood-red eyes, and threatened with a guilty conscience:
"Feng Xingying, you are so crazy. You poisoned my eldest brother's spirit beast and yet you dared to attack my eldest brother.
I want to tell my father and grandmother to make the decision for my eldest brother. "
"Ha." Feng Xingying smiled coldly: "Are you forcing me to kill your brother and sister to silence you?"
"How dare you!" Feng Yuexian was really scared. She heard that Feng Xingying was ruthless, but she didn't expect that even her eldest brother was no match for her, let alone her.
Her loss last time was not unjust at all.
Now there is only fear in Feng Yuexian's eyes, and even in order to survive, she knelt down in front of Feng Xingying in a strong and strong manner:
"Sister, I know I was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains, so just let us go.
Misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding. It's Xia Ying, it's Xia Ying. She is jealous that her eldest brother dotes on Qiu Ju but refuses to dote on her, so she poisons her eldest brother's spiritual beast to vent her anger.
The eldest brother was also so angry that he mistakenly thought it was you who did it. "