Chapter 214: You Killed My Son
"You really have something to do with him!"
Liufeng smiled bitterly and nodded in acquiescence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Feng Qiao sank his face: "What does Lu Songjian want to do?" β
Liufeng shook his head: "I said, you don't care, it has nothing to do with you." β
"How can I not care!"
Feng Qiao was completely furious, stepped forward and grabbed Liufeng's collar, and roared in a low voice: "Lu Songjian is a madman, don't you know? Sister Qin entrusted Yin'er to me, and as a result, I asked Lu Songjian to arrest her, so what face do I have to go back to see Sister Qin? Can you cover up so many lives if you have nothing to do with me?! β
Before Liufeng could raise his hand, Ruoyuan stepped forward first, and pulled the collar of Liufeng's coat away from Feng Qiao's hand with cold eyes, and his movements were hurried, as if it was something dirty that would defile her fingers.
He pinched Feng Qiao's clenched fingers, carefully not letting his nails pinch his palms, and pulled her hand in his own hand, not giving anyone a chance.
Feng Qiao glanced back at him.
Ruoyuan just lowered her head and began to examine the wound on her hand. Before, when Feng Qiao was looking at Ruoyuan Tribulation Thunder, his hand unconsciously pinched out a four-crescent-shaped wound in the palm of his hand, but now the wound has healed, and there is only a shallow pink white.
He still didn't seem to be at ease, and his cool fingers stroked it little by little, tickling.
Feng Qiao's body was indeed on the verge of collapse for a while, but once the first rays of light fell after the thunder tribulation ended, her self-healing number began to recover itself at a frantic speed. Now, only no longer fighting big battles, the ability to move freely has been basically restored.
When Liu Feng saw Ruoyuan's movements, the fire in his eyes was almost erupting, and his arm was grabbed by the emperor Fu's intercession, so he didn't punch up, and then went into a second round of fighting.
After gasping for a few breaths, Liu Feng blushed and said to Feng Qiao, "I'll arrange it." β
He had a hard mouth, so he didn't say anything, Feng Qiao sneered, raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "Okay, you don't say yes, right?" Okay, I won't force you, but you have to be a little sincere! That brute, I'm going to kill it! β
Standing aside in the distance was a white tiger-shaped demon beast. It stood outside the crowd, surrounded by dead ghost golems, and no one dared to approach it.
This white tiger-shaped demon beast had a huge body, although it was much smaller than the size of the mountain peak when Feng Qiao first saw it, but it was still the size of a house now. His eyes were blood-red and flashing with cold light, and a pair of wings were folded behind him, and the feathers were as sharp as knives.
It was entangled with ferocious blood, and the ferocious intent was surging, and when it looked at it, those cultivators couldn't help but tremble all over their bodies, and they were silent one by one, not daring to step forward.
"Seventh-order demon beasts? It's amazing, wasn't it only the fifth order last time I saw it, what did you give it to eat, this beast can advance so fast, isn't it a human again? Feng Qiao sneered.
Liufeng looked like the blood all over his body had flowed from the wound, and his face was pale as if he would fall down in the next second. He didn't dare to look at her despite Feng Qiao's gaze, but just tilted his head and beckoned, and the white tiger immediately pounced.
Its huge body fell to the ground and immediately splashed blood-red dirty snow, and the ice slag almost splashed on Feng Qiao's body, Ruoyuan's expression was cold, and with a flick of his index finger, the white tiger fell out as if it had been hit invisibly.
Huangfu interceded and set up a curtain of water, blocking the ice ballast, and Liufeng glared at the white tiger fiercely, and it immediately let out a low whimper, and its body suddenly shrank, becoming the same size as an ordinary tiger.
"Lord, masterγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»" it trembled and begged for mercy.
"This beast can talk." Feng Qiao snorted, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
This white tiger is a seventh-order demon beast, and it stands to reason that it is enough to compete with the powerhouses of the Tianming Initial Realm, and the flowing wind is just a Clear Void Initial Realm, so it can be recovered, which Feng Qiao can't help but doubt.
She sneered, "Liufeng, did you just follow Cold Cloud City's extermination order at that time, let this beast eat the wood, and just let it advance as soon as possible?" β
Huangfu raised his head in surprise and asked in a lost voice, "You let it eat people?" β
Flowing Wind panicked and retorted: "No! β
"Why is that?!"
Liufeng was a little hesitant and didn't know how to speak, and there was only one sentence back and forth: "It's not me, I don't." β
"You are its master, who else can you be?" Feng Qiao saw that the wind was biting and refused to admit it, and the anger also came up.
Huangfu thought about it, pointed at the white tiger and said, "Just ask it, don't forget that this demon beast can speak." β
"Don't!" The flowing wind meant to stop him, Feng Qiao glanced at him suspiciously, and shouted angrily at the white tiger: "Okay, you come!" β
The white tiger looked at her killing intent slowly, and subconsciously shuddered, and when she realized that her cultivation was lower than her own, she immediately grinned and roared: "Human, you are so boldβ"
Feng Qiao smashed it with a punch!
The golden-red phoenix true flame in her hand skyrocketed, and the people around her couldn't help but retreat in horror by the scorching temperature, and the white tiger demon beast's nose was smashed by her punch, and nosebleeds gushed out, letting out a painful wail.
"You ****** find yourself dead! Damn brutes! β
Feng Qiao's eyes were full of tears, the anger in her heart completely shattered her reason, she pounced on it regardless of it, without weapons, fists, arms, teeth, legs and feet, fighting the white tiger like crazy, and punched the flesh with a bang: "You actually ate them, I've been waiting for too long for a day, I'm going to kill you!" β
She moved too quickly, and before the white tiger finished speaking, she rushed up and slammed it, and when the pain was transmitted, it reacted, and immediately roared and raised its claws, and immediately scuffled with Feng Qiao: "It turned out to be you, you didn't die?!" I'm going to eat you! β
One person and one tiger did not use weapons and spells, and it was completely naked in hand-to-hand combat.
The white tiger has sharp fangs and claws, and it is dripping with blood when it touches it; Feng Qiao has a terrifying phoenix true flame, burning a piece of skin and opening the flesh.
The strength of the two is equal, but no one can help anyone for a while.
"Little Joe!" Huangfu asked anxiously to stop it, thinking about separating the two in the past, Feng Qiao's cultivation is far away under the white tiger after all, and the stalemate now does not mean that he will not be able to fall behind for a while.
But his cultivation is the weakest, and he can't stop any of the two people, and he turns around several times, but he is still in a hurry.
lost the support of the emperor's intercession, and Liufeng gritted his teeth to hold on and not let himself fall. Ruoyuan looked at the hand that was unconsciously thrown away by Feng Qiao's anger, was silent for a while, and raised his eyes.
A curtain of ice suddenly rose from the ground, and suddenly toppled the white tiger and smashed it away. The white tiger's body was full of scorched black and yellow wounds, its skin was open, and it bounced and rolled over as if it didn't feel pain, and saw that the ice curtain was carefully protected in front of Feng Qiao, separating the two.
"Don't fight yet, make it clear." The emperor asked.
Feng Qiao's face was full of tears, and there were bloody mouths on her body, if she was expressionless from afar, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her eyes were gloomy, and she looked very unhappy.
A clean drop of water condensed from his hand, and although he was in a bad mood, he still helped her wash her wounds gently.
Feng Qiao glared at the white tiger viciously: "It killed the whole village!" β
The white tiger raised his head, and the hatred and killing intent in his eyes was no less than Feng Qiao: "You despicable human being, you killed my son first, I want to seek revenge on you!" (To be continued.) )