It seems that it needs to be cut in little by little.
"Just cut it in half from the middle to save some time. I, Ling Chuxue, am not short of these spiritual crystals." Ling Chuxue suddenly spoke, with a frosty look on her face, but with a sense of superiority.
King Hele didn't look at her, just nodded and looked at the middle of the stone.
Oh, one knife.
This sword requires a lot of spiritual power.
Roughly speaking, he at least has the strength of a mysterious spirit master!
Feng Xingying narrowed his eyes, really looking down on this inconspicuous King of Harmony.
But this knife really touches people's hearts.
I'm afraid that except for Feng Xingying, Qin Molin and Sister Queen Bee, everyone else's hearts have been pulled away.
Ling Chuxue, in particular, could no longer stand aside calmly. She even ran to King Hele regardless of her image, just to see the result of this knife.
The same is true for the people watching around.
This is not the first time I have seen such a bold stone-cutting, but when you think about the tens of billions of bets behind him, it is something that ordinary people, even ordinary spiritual masters, would never dare to imagine.
"Crack."
The stone is divided into two halves.
Everyone's hearts also clicked.
Broken!
Where is the promised spiritual crystal
The promised fairy has a fairy appearance, so why not just light up the spiritual crystals
"How is it possible? How could this happen?" Ling Chuxue looked at the two stones that had been cut smooth with a knife.
Before Feng Xingying could answer her, the bearded man knelt on the ground and prayed heartily:
"God, please forgive this girl. She definitely didn't mean it. She was just ignorant and that's why she offended you. Please don't punish me."
What the gods said was so illusory, how could Ling Chuxue believe it! She pointed at Feng Xingying angrily: "You must have done it on purpose, right?"
"Girl, the majesty of the gods cannot be offended. The shop owner reminded you just now, and I also reminded you. Hey, why are you so stubborn?"
Ling Chuxue's hand trembled as she pointed at Feng Xingying: "You, you also believe what the gods say? You are obviously a child of a mysterious family, how can you be like a fool?"
Of course Feng Xingying doesn't believe in gods, but she knows what it means to do as the Romans do.
Since everyone on Stone Street likes to talk about gods, why doesn’t she borrow one? Do you have to speak in words that others can’t understand to make people think you are powerful
Feng Xingying is not as stupid as Ling Chuxue, and he thinks he is the noblest.
"Aren't all aristocratic families and common people all human beings? Why do they have to be so clearly distinguished
They say there is a god, are they still deliberately lying to you? You don’t understand stones. Now that you’re here, of course you have to listen to the opinions of some elders.
You are so awesome, I thought you could turn stones into crystals. It turns out it’s not as good as me. "
Feng Xingying turned around and pulled his comrades along the street.
Ling Chuxue was about to explode with anger, but she was still unconvinced. She pointed at the two stones and ordered angrily:
"Tch, cut them into pieces! I don't believe it, my stone can't cut out spiritual crystals."
Swish, brush, brush!
Swish, brush, brush!
King He Le's sword skills were extremely fast, which made Feng Xingying think of a word - fellow Lingwu practitioners!
I didn’t expect to meet fellow Lingwu practitioners in Tianyu Kingdom.
Isn’t it said that Lingwu fellow practitioners are aliens
Feng Xingying thought that she and Xiao Jiu were already a lot of strangers, but he didn't expect to meet another one.
Interesting.
However, Feng Xingying looked at the knife happily, but others were not happy.
Qin Molin looked at Feng Xingying's shining eyes, and then at the landing point of her gaze.
His face cooled down little by little.