What Bu Feng Xingying said next was full of meaning: "Outsiders say that my master lost to you, but I don't believe it. I don't believe that my master will grow old overnight for no reason.
No one can do it unless she wants to!
I am fighting not for myself, but for my master Ye Lingxin! For the honor of our Divine Phoenix Clan! "
Although Feng Xingying's words were an explanation to Ji Yun, in the ears of the disciples of the Divine Phoenix Clan, they felt a different sense of honor.
Like Feng Xingying, they all fight for the honor of the Divine Phoenix Clan.
Therefore, in this battle, no matter how powerful the enemy is, they must go all out. They have their own beliefs to support them.
For Ye Lingxin, for the Divine Phoenix Clan!
It has to be said that Feng Xingying does not have much affection in the hearts of the people of the Divine Phoenix Clan because they are not familiar with her.
On the contrary, Ye Lingxin has already become the belief and representative of the Divine Phoenix Clan.
Ye Lingxin lost to Ji Yun, and that change plunged the entire Divine Phoenix clan into misery.
Their faith collapsed, making them doubt their life and the true strength of the Divine Phoenix Clan. Each of them wanted to prove themselves, but unfortunately, they were unable to do so.
Today, as the most qualified newcomer of the Divine Phoenix Clan and Ye Lingxin's favorite disciple, he finally did what they all wanted to do. And, give them the opportunity to get involved.
Everyone is holding on to this opportunity and doesn't want to give it up.
Feng Xingying's words were actually more effective in mobilizing combat power than Ji Yun's words.
Even Feng Xingying couldn't intimidate the opponent.
Feng Xingying would be satisfied if it had such an effect.
After all, the opponent is Ji Jue, and the momentum in the opening is only a small part, and the subsequent battle formation is the big part.
"Feng Xingying, thanks to you, I am also using your Five Elements Formation." Ji Yun did not forget to remind Feng Xingying:
"This kind of battle formation foundation is very popular here, and I'm not the only one using it."
"There is no need to talk nonsense. No matter what formation you use, in the final analysis, you will win or lose based on the results." Feng Xingying's voice was actually more heroic than Emperor Ji Yun.
At this time, the crowd was agitated again.
Even Feng Xingying, who had originally thought about arranging his troops and letting himself be as calm as water, just waiting for the war to begin, turned his head as if feeling something.
She turned her head and met a familiar face, a pair of encouraging and guilty eyes.
"Qin Molin!"
"Qin Molin!"
"Qin Molin!"
The crowd cheered. Qin Molin's prestige in the entire continent was unparalleled at this time.
People will worship and give freely.
Calling out his name is the highest form of worship and admiration for him.
Qin Molin's appearance really seemed like he was being overshadowed by others.
At this time, people's attention was attracted to him, but even fewer people paid attention to the battle between Ji Yun and Feng Xingying.
And Qin Molin really didn't shy away from suspicion. He was afraid that others wouldn't know that he liked Feng Xingying, so he simply stood under the gate of Kowloon City, the closest place to Kowloon Terrace where Feng Xingying was.
"Quickly, I'll wait for you to go home for dinner. What happened last time was my mistake. Can I make sweet-scented osmanthus and pine nut fish for you?" His way of cheering was even sweeter.
It was really very personal and Qin Molin's style to discuss going home for dinner so openly.
Originally, Qin Molin was dressed in black and also wore a jacket, which gave people a very cold, arrogant, aloof and difficult-to-reach feeling.