"Today, I'm not going to lose. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhuo Li said.

"Just give it a go and do your best. Feng Xingying said to the people of her legion.

It seems that Feng Xingying's confidence is insufficient?

Is she still the same Feng Xingying yesterday, who refuses to admit defeat and give up?

How do you feel like you've changed into a different person?

Yes, a different person!

Even the way of fighting has changed.

When the Star Shadow and the Star Shadow Legion really cooperated with each other, when the Star Shadow Legion rhythmically tore apart Zhuo Li's small world, the Star Shadow turned into a silver match, and the white light flashed.

Turning into an ice butterfly, Feng Xingying is holding an ice-blue sword in his hand.

A sword sealed his throat, and the sword qi rushed into the sky.

Jin Feng looked enthusiastic.

"This is the mystery of the sword! From today on, I, Jin Feng, am no longer the number one sword king. ”

Zhuo Li stood under the Douling platform in a daze, letting the wind blow across his face, and his heart was full of coldness.

In today's battle, he really lost, and he lost miserably!

If it is said that yesterday, Feng Xingying relied on the spirit beast to unexpectedly break his spiritual power shield and give him a fatal blow, there is a fluke, and it cannot be replicated.

Today, Feng Xingying and her Star Shadow Legion have already formed a set of tactics, fighting with great slashes, pressing forward step by step, until they send him down.

The whole process took less than one-third of yesterday's time.

At the end of the First World War, Feng Xingying still said the same sentence: "Tomorrow continues." ”

At this moment, Zhuo Li was completely dumbfounded, and he didn't even have the courage to continue tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, we're going to be a different person. Ye Huohuo said.

Zhuo Li didn't have anything to say, his gaze just stayed on Feng Xingying's distant back, as soon as he closed his eyes, it seemed that he could still see the translucent snow-white ice butterfly after Feng Xingying's spiritual power transformed, shining with divine light, her sword, without any temperature, was terrifying.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, you don't have to worry too much. Feng Xingying, this person, unlike others, is a fellow practitioner of spirit and martial arts, so she naturally has some weird abilities. ”

In the crowd, a resentful gaze kept staring at Feng Xingying until she could no longer see her figure.

"Big brother, third sister, father, mother, grandmother, this freak is too powerful, what should Yi'er do? Yi'er has worked hard, but she is too strong, Yi'er is afraid that she will not be able to avenge you in this life. In the girl's eyes, two tears couldn't help but fall.

"Miss Feng, my master invites you to go. Suddenly, a voice came into her ears.

"You're calling me, why?" said the girl, with a hint of alarm on her face.

"My master said that she knows everything about you, and she is the only person in the world who can help you. The stout man replied.

The girl glanced at him, but decided to follow.

The place he took her to was a secluded place in the back mountains, where stood a woman shrouded in white light.

"Who are you?"

Shi Shiran, a woman in white, spoke:

"You don't need to know who I am, but I know that your name is Feng Yueyi, born in the Feng family of the Great Calendar Kingdom, awakened the eight-star wood spiritual power at the age of five, was recruited by the Spiritual Cultivation Academy, and reached the Xuanling Master in nine years, am I right?"

"Anyone who knows me knows. ”

"No, the people around you don't know, they see you in the genius class of the spiritual academy since you were a child, only because you are a noble girl of some kind of family. You're afraid you don't have the courage to tell them the truth, do you?"

Feng Yueyi kept silent.

Her background is indeed much lower than that of the nobles of those spirit families.