Chapter 1089: The Contest Between Women 2
When everyone heard this, they looked in the direction where the voice came from, but they couldn't help but show a look of amazement.
A slender girl slowly walked out of the halo.
She was wearing a snow-white snow sequoia woven from fairy silk, wearing the golden armor of the Zhanglong Que, and stepping on the golden dragon scale combat boots, like a fairyland goddess of war who had descended to the mortal world, and the momentum exuded by her body was enough to overshadow the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in front of her.
"Oh my God! Is this really Miss Fengjiao?! It looks so beautiful! Lao Xue couldn't help muttering.
And Yun Shen, who first saw Feng Jiao's equipment, was already standing in the backyard of the Fengfu wine store at this moment.
He held down his thumping heart, and suddenly realized something, so frightened that he took a big step backwards.
The set of equipment that Miss Feng Jiao was wearing was very similar to the set of immortal weapons that their master had stored in the library space!
He finally understood why Miss Feng Jiao was so calm when dealing with Jiang Nanlei.
This set of immortal-level equipment is her biggest reliance!
Looking at Feng Jiao, who came with a halo, and listening to the praise of the surrounding onlookers, Jiang Nanlei's face became ugly.
What surprised her even more was that Feng Jiao was actually stepping on the void like her, walking towards her step by step!
Could it be that this little girl also has a cultivation at the level of an immortal emperor? !
No, no! Love
It's absolutely impossible!
She remembered that she had secretly investigated it a long time ago. This little girl is not yet seventeen years old.
Even the young master of the Jiang family, who is so talented and has a magical alchemy skill, became an immortal emperor after she was a hundred years old.
Jiang Nanlei didn't believe that a civilian girl born in the countryside could surpass her talent in cultivation that was recognized by everyone as a genius!
Even if the Emperor Monarch subsidized her with more heavenly and earthly treasures, it would be absolutely impossible for her to become an Immortal Emperor when she was less than seventeen years old!
This little girl must be sticking some kind of flying talisman to make face in front of people.
"Humph! Do you think that if you wear the equipment that the Emperor got you and have a flying talisman attached to your body, you can compare to me?! I'll soon let you know that you are such a lowly ant that you don't even deserve to carry Miss Ben's shoes! She squinted her eyes and said to Feng Jiao.
I saw the little girl bend her lips: "What are you...... Are you envious of the equipment that my husband has prepared for me? ”
"You!" Looking at the other party's fearless and shameless deliberate show-off, Jiang Nanlei couldn't bear it anymore!
If it was, she was still a little jealous in her heart because Ling Yuan himself did not appear here, but now, the words "Master Fujun" that came out of Feng Jiao's mouth deeply stimulated her nerves.
"I'm going to kill you, you damn ant!" She roared angrily and pounced on Feng Jiao.
Feng Jiao immediately dodged sideways, looking at Jiang Nanlei's gaze as cold as if a layer of ice had been quenched.
"Just because people have become ants in your eyes, do you deserve to die? Just like the Li family that was wiped out in Wenxi City, just like those low-level monks who have been made into nutrients for crops by you these days, you think they all deserve to die. Right? ”