"To deal with you, there is no need for Senior Sister Xiao Jiu to take action."
Another clear and cold voice suddenly sounded, attracting people's attention.
A woman with long hair and a fiery red sword walked out of the crowd.
She wears a standard Great Spirit Master robe, with red and white colors and exaggerated patterns that coexist with heat and holiness, clearly showing her identity as a Great Spirit Master of both fire and ice elements.
The clothes she wore were the standard school uniform of Dali Royal Academy for this trip, and it was also the most common and solemn outfit that every spiritual person could wear.
But her enchanting figure, unparalleled beauty, and fiery red sword are so beautiful that people can't even close their eyes.
If Fairy Snow is said to be a fairy from the Heavenly Palace, then this girl must be said to be a witch from the Demon Realm!
No one was interested in knowing what the fairy looked like, because they were all amazed by the appearance in front of them.
There is probably only one person in the world who can wear an ordinary great spiritual master's robe with a stunning appearance -
Feng Xingying!
Especially the Tianyu people, they had never seen Feng Xingying before, but their eyes were opened when they saw him today.
How can a woman be so beautiful? Why can't she become a sperm? !
Especially Yu Wen Ximing, whose eyes flashed with a wolf-like enthusiasm.
His vision is unmistakable!
The prey he is eyeing will be captured sooner or later.
Feng Xingying just stepped on the silver soft boots that matched the great spiritual master's robe, and walked towards the spirit fighting platform step by step with seemingly ordinary steps.
Her steps may seem simple, but they have a special rhythm to them.
Feng Xingying did it on purpose.
She has studied war psychology, and her understanding of how to gain a psychological advantage is more than a little better than Sun Zhi's.
The rhythm that Feng Xingying stepped on at this time was like a hammer pressing on people's hearts, and people's emotions were subconsciously mobilized by her.
Even Ling Chuxue, who was already on the fighting platform and looking down at Feng Xingying, felt panicked.
Ling Chuxue was very unhappy. She was obviously well prepared and had enough promotion and trump cards before she came to seek bad luck from Feng Xingying. Why did she feel like she was being pressured again? This feeling is not good.
Feng Xingying did not leap onto the stage, but continued to walk with such a drum-like rhythm, seemingly calm and calm, walking up the stairs of the Dou Ling Platform with a sound.
Every step is a heavy hammer on the enemy's heart!
Qin Molin was in a good mood, with a trace of obvious pride on his face.
"Are you so sure of her?" Ling Qianshang suddenly appeared next to Qin Molin.
"Are you so unsure about your sister?" Qin Molin raised his lips and said, "Well, that's right, why would her opponent be my Xingying?"
"..." Ling Qianshang didn't want to chat with this narcissistic guy.
So irritating!
Over there, Feng Xingying had already walked up to Ling Chuxue and exchanged a look with Xiao Jiu.
Xiao Jiu nodded, patted Feng Xingying on the shoulder, and turned off the stage as nimbly as a swallow.
On the fighting platform.
Only Feng Xingying and Ling Chuxue were left.
"Since you are seeking death yourself." Ling Chuxue's momentum continued to rise, and the cold air around her suddenly increased.
Cold, cold, cold.
The entire Dou Ling Platform has turned into a world of ice and snow!
After not seeing each other for a few days, Ling Chuxue's strength improved by leaps and bounds again.
This is the heritage of a big family. There must be something in her family to help her improve her strength. Otherwise, how could Ling Chuxue have the courage to face Feng Xingying again
Feng Xingying pursed her lips and flipped the fiery red Xihuang Sword in her hand, and the ground turned into a brilliant ice blue.
It is obviously the same sword, but the transformation between the two completely different attributes of fire and ice is so wonderful.