"Feng Xingying? She is obviously cold-blooded." Qiu Ju was frightened when she thought of Feng Xingying turning the Feng family upside down, and she was secretly glad that her sisters had escaped early.
"You're a slave, what do you know? Just stay by my side and watch how I handle this woman.
My queen’s mother gave birth to three of us brothers and sisters. Although Ximing and Qinghong are both more qualified than me, they are too simple.
But it doesn't matter, as long as I'm here, I will definitely make their wishes come true. No matter it is Nangong Chu or Feng Xingying, in the end, they cannot escape from the palm of this king. "
Qiu Ju suddenly felt scared. The prince of Tianyu Kingdom was really terrible. Even more terrifying than her former master Feng Renjian.
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After Feng Xingying slapped Princess Qinghong in the face in a high-profile manner, he even went to the Spirit Fighting Platform in Tianshu City in a high-profile manner.
After Feng Xingying went up, the first words he said were very offensive.
"I know you all dislike me and want to hit me."
Do you know that you still dare to go to the Spirit Fighting Platform? Aren't you inviting yourself to be beaten to death
"You think you have to be strong to fight people, right? I'm on this fighting platform today. Anyone who has the ability can come and fight. I heard that your Tianyu Kingdom's fighting platform is about life and death. If you come up, do it yourself. He is very prepared to be beaten to death and hates being inked with others."
This temperament is so forthright, why is he not from our Tianyu country
As soon as Feng Xingying finished speaking, a man in his twenties came onto the stage.
Feng Xingying didn't talk nonsense to him at all. He came like a meteor and kicked him while flying.
The poor man didn't even have time to pretend to be 13 and sign up for his number before he was already thrown into a ball and kicked off the spirit fighting platform by Feng Xingying.
As for Feng Xingying, there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power! In other words, she didn't use her spiritual power at all.
With this strength, he really has the capital to clamor.
The man looked at Feng Xingying reluctantly, his face flushed, and he was hesitant to speak.
Feng Xingying spoke first.
"I am a ninth-level Xuanling Master. Those below the level of Xuanling Master should not come here to die. I don't like killing."
You don't like killing
How did you get the title of the female goddess of death if you don't like killing animals
Who are you lying to
The person who wiped out thousands of armies with powerful spiritual power formations in his hands, wasn't he talking about you, Feng Xingying
The people of Tianyu Kingdom complained endlessly, but they were helpless towards Feng Xingying.
The ninth level Xuanling Master is second only to the Spirit King.
There are few people in the entire Tianyu Kingdom who are her opponents.
Yu Wen Ximing and his two personal attendants mingled in the crowd, looking at Feng Xingying from a distance without concealing the admiration in his eyes.
But Feng Xingying was in the spirit fighting arena, and no one really challenged him.
"Hmph, what's the big deal, jackal slave, go and kill that ignorant woman for my princess." A sudden and elegant female voice came.
When everyone turned around, they saw Yu Wen Qinghong dressed in red like flowing clouds. Her skin was as white as snow, her red lips were red, and her eyebrows were thick and black. Her facial features were very beautiful and distinct.
Such appearance is second to none in Tianyu Kingdom.
However, there was Feng Xingying on the stage. No wonder Yu Wen Qinghong hated Feng Xingying. It was Feng Xingying who dominated her. No matter how charming and enthusiastic she was, she was outshone after being in the same frame as Feng Xingying.
Feng Xingying just stood so condescendingly, not even bothering to glance at her. Yuwen Qinghong's words that deliberately attracted her attention were obviously in vain.