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If he rushed over to make a move, Feng Xingying would definitely disappear again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But if he didn't do it, would he be beaten by that rabbit in vain?

Feng Xingying was there, but he couldn't do it. This is the most depressing thing for Yuwen Ximing to fight this fight.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Feng Xingying suddenly spoke: "As a friendly diplomatic relationship, I will give you the opportunity to admit defeat." ”

"If you have the ability, don't enter the space!" Yuwen Ximing was ruthless.

In fact, if he says such a thing, he has already lost.

After all, each has its own magical powers on the fighting platform, you cultivate as a high cow, and everyone has a spiritual treasure and a cow. If you're not convinced, you're going to do it.

Equipment is also part of strength.

But Feng Xingying still nodded: "As long as you swear that you will not take the initiative to admit defeat, I will not enter the space." ”

"Good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Xingying's shadow move.

I have long heard that Feng Xingying is good at martial arts and has a beautiful body.

Unexpectedly, he was really lucky to see it today, and he couldn't help but sigh - more beautiful than the most beautiful dance!

It's a pity that such a beautiful action is not for appreciation.

Feng Xingying had already arrived in front of him and kicked him to the ground.

Bar, the crisp sound is the sound of Yuwen Ximing's broken leg.

Yuwen Ximing wondered, how did Feng Xingying break through his spirit shield?

When he wanted to condense his spiritual power, he found a terrible thing, his spiritual power disappeared!

In my life, I have never encountered such a terrible thing.

The basis of the survival of the spirit is spiritual power.

If he has no spiritual power, what is the difference between him and ordinary people?

Without spiritual power, Yuwen Ximing had an unprecedented mood of despair and panic.

At the same time, the watermelon spewed out a mouthful of flames, knocking the poor little panther out of the fighting platform.

"Hmph, who said we tortoises are only good at defense? I'm my master's spirit animal. The turtle looked arrogant, re-sized into the size of an ordinary earth dog, and leaned at the feet of Feng Xingying: "Master, get on me." ”

Don't be ambiguous!

Feng Xingying really wanted to beat up this red-skinned turtle.

But still, obediently on the ground, the back of the watermelon.

Mounts, that's what you want to sit on.

Yuwen Ximing was sad to find out that Feng Xingying had been showing mercy to his subordinates! No, he was deliberately playing.

With Feng Xingying's own strong strength and cooperation with this terrifying spirit turtle, she could obviously be vigorous, but she chose to grind him to death.

"By the way, when you opened, your eyes told me that you wanted to grind me and beg for mercy. Is it?" Feng Xingying was in a good mood and sat on the back of the turtle and walked in circles.

Yuwen Ximing looked embarrassed and half-knelt on the ground. Refuses to speak.

He also wanted to stand, but his leg bones were broken.

"Sesame, don't you want to teach him a lesson? It's all your credit that he has become like this, and it's harvest season. ”

"Oh~!~~" Sesame cheered and jumped up and down to beat Yu Wen Ximing.

Sesame's hands and feet are not heavy, they can't kill people, and it hurts a little, but it doesn't hurt very much.

Shame on you!

Such a shame made Yuwen Ximing have the urge to commit suicide.

His fourth brother couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted in the audience: "Is this how you Dali Kingdom treats your friends? Feng Xingying, you stop me, otherwise I will go back and start a war against Dali Kingdom." ”

Feng Xingying's eyes darkened.

Stretched out his hand and tapped a few times on Yuwen Ximing.

"Well, Sesame is tired too. Go down. Feng Xingying waved his hand.

Yuwen Ximing stared at Feng Xingying, poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the Douling platform.