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The hostages were gone, and Hongluan's face suddenly sank.

Without the Spirit, there is no way to contain Feng Zhuo!

"I just let you kill him!" Hongluan looked at Meng Yao and said angrily: "You have to delay, are you happy now?" ”

Meng Yao was also a little unhappy when she saw Fu Ling escape, but this didn't mean that Hongluan could yell at her.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Meng Yao looked at Hongluan, her eyes full of disdain: "You'd better shut up!" ”

"It seems that I can't rely on you." Hongluan threw away the sword in his hand, and then summoned a long sword with thunder and lightning.

Seeing the long sword, Ye Mingxuan's face changed: "Dongheng's weapon is really here." ”

Hearing this, Hongluan sneered: "If his weapon wasn't with me, how would I know that he was killed by you?" ”

"Hongluan, you are not as powerful as Dongheng." Ye Mingxuan said: "If we can kill Dongheng, we can kill you, you ......"

"Needless to say, those who have and don't." Before Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, Hongluan interrupted him and said coldly: "Although I am not as powerful as Dongheng, it is not easy for you to kill me. ”

"What's more......" Hongluan gritted his teeth and said, "Dongheng is dead, even if I die, I will avenge him!" ”

When the words fell, the sword light flashed in the night, approaching Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo saw the sword light, and the black mist spread out, forming a barrier to block the sword light.

"Take your pick." Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo and said, "One for each person." ”

When Feng Zhuo heard this, he hooked his lips and smiled, and said dotingly: "Which one does Ah Ling want to choose?" ”

Fu Ling said with a serious face: "I can do it, the main thing is to look at you, I don't care." ”

These words were heard by the temple elders.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Fu Ling, and their expressions were a little weird.

Fu Ling's cultivation is not as good as the Spirit King, how to deal with Meng Yao and Hongluan?

Although the elders did not believe in the spirit, but now that the fight was about to start, the elders did not say it.

Feng Zhuo listened to what Fu Ling said, and said, "Which one does Ah Ling want to deal with more?" ”

"Meng Yao." Fu Ling looked at the people not far away and said indifferently: "She has caused me a lot of trouble. ”

"Then Mengyao." Feng Zhuo said: "Hongluan can be handed over to me." ”

When Fu Ling heard this, his eyes lit up: "Then it's decided." ”

Seeing that Fu Ling was happy, Feng Zhuo was in a better mood, and nodded: "Okay." ”

"Deal with me?"

Meng Yao also heard what Fu Ling said, and looked at Fu Ling with the eyes of a fool: "You can't help but think too highly of yourself!" ”

When Fu Ling heard this, he smiled meaninglessly: "I have always looked up to myself. ”

"Isn't it strange for a person to look down on himself?"

"Since you think so highly of yourself, let me see if you have the ability to deal with me." When the words fell, Meng Yao's hands were sealed, and a pure white long sword appeared in his hand.

Bei Miao looked at the long sword in Meng Yao's hand, and inexplicably felt familiar.

However, without waiting for Bei Miao to take a closer look, Meng Yao's body flew out like an afterimage, directly attacking towards the Whisk Spirit.

Fu Ling looked at Meng Yao who was attacking, didn't dodge or dodge, and directly met him.

In an instant, a dazzling white glow and cold air spread.

"Boom!"

The light system collided with the ice, making a huge explosion, and immediately after, the ice crystal fragments scattered like snowflakes in a glance.

missed the blow, Meng Yao and Fu Ling did not stop, and attacked each other again.

Meng Yao's cultivation is outrageous.