Chapter 202: Who do you think of me, Wang Feng?

"This Nima's, how do I feel, this little ghost, it's really convincing"

"That's not right!"

When many monks in the merger period sighed, the monks in the Mahayana period clearly felt the breath full of vitality, which shocked them, this breath was completely different from the vitality between heaven and earth, and it was the most unique they had seen so far.

"Little ghost, you.."

Seeing this, Tianlun Zhenjun was about to speak, but was interrupted by Hetu raising his hand, he also felt the special aura in the Mahayana period, and he also saw that between his fingers, the invisible ripples were mixed with extremely faint and fragmentary blue-green light particles, and his heart was even more interested in looking at the situation in front of him.

And Kuqin also felt the strangeness, she only felt that her face began to feel a little cool, and those wounds began to itch slightly, and she also felt that the demonic energy entrenched in the scars began to dissipate, and there were countless blue-green in her feelings, shining with soft light, under Wang Feng's vitality, Kuqin only felt that she was in the warmest place between heaven and earth at the moment, and the gentle breeze crossed her cheeks, making people feel comfortable and comfortable, and for a while, this handsome beauty stared at Wang Feng in a daze.

"What's going on?"

After Wang Wu saw Hetu raise her hand to signal, she felt strange in her heart, with her current strength, she couldn't feel the aura emanating from Wang Feng, let alone see the blue-green light particles.

"Oh my God!!"

When Wang Wu saw Kuqin's reborn face, he exclaimed, it was an elegant and delicate plain face, a pair of shiny and shiny, as if there was water in the eyes, and the bright eyes with microwaves were like autumn water, and now there are no hideous scars, the whole person gives people a kind of magic that can purify the soul, and such a pair of eyes to look at, no matter how impetuous the heart is, can be quiet, if it is not full of coldness in the eyes, otherwise these eyes can fascinate all beings.

"Holy! Is the head of the dry qin so beautiful? ”

When they saw the reborn face, they all sighed, and those eyes made them dare not look at each other, for they were afraid that they would be deeply involved, because those eyes were flashing with shock and gradually becoming gentle.

"Yes, that's right, these eyes have become more beautiful!"

Wang Feng nodded with great satisfaction and withdrew his hand, and said with a smile, after all, saving a face that has fallen into the world is also a merit.

"Why did you do that?"

With a complicated look in her eyes, Kuqin touched her restored cheek with her hand, and asked softly, the face that she couldn't bear to look at directly, how could she accept it calmly as a woman, I don't know how many nights she sighed secretly, and now she was healed by the demon, which really made her feel mixed feelings.

"How can there be so many whys, if you want to do it, I want to be free, who dares to talk nonsense, come to fight !!"

"Don't!"

When Kuqin and Wang Wu listened to Wang Feng's words, they subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when they saw Wang Feng, they found that it was too late.

'Click!! ’

When the unruly sound of battle sounded in the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and the blue thunder and lightning like stars bombarded the formation like raindrops, and the ripples turned the entire sky into a sea of heaven.

And on the five-story high Star Peak Hall, there was a silver-armored monk wearing silver armor, his eyes turned into a five-pointed star as black as ink, and he was holding an orange-red spear.

'Poof~'

"Grass and mud horses, here again!"

The other peaks and other immortal sect disciples were suddenly coerced and crushed to the ground, except for the true disciples who had some good magic weapons to resist them, they barely stood up, and they all looked at the young demon with uncomfortable faces, and the many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect already knew what was going on during the assessment a few days ago, and they were once again crushed to the ground, and they all scolded angrily.

"Little ghost, I advise you not to make mistakes!"

Hetu said with a serious face and regret in his tone, after all, between monks, as long as they don't do anything, it's easy to say anything, but once they do, it will be the end of your life and death, so generally speaking, monks will not do anything without saying a word, otherwise there will be no competition between martial arts platforms, and there will be a big competition among the immortals.

"What, what are you still not convinced?"

Tianlun Zhenjun frowned, and said to Wang Feng, because since the other party handed over the things, they would no longer be difficult for him, they all felt that Wang Feng was a talent, and some thoughts wished to introduce him to the righteous path, coupled with the special energy in Wang Feng's hand, they were really reluctant to kill him, after all, they were immortal sects, and they also had to protect Kyushu against fallen immortals and demons, so talent was quite important.

"That's right, Wang Feng, don't look for death, okay?"

Wang Wu also found that many leaders had the idea of absorbing Wang Feng, otherwise they would have already done it, once the fight started, it would not be left behind, after all, this is not in Dabi.

And the fallen immortal lackey monk hidden in the peak crowd of Mahayana also has thoughts about this mysterious demon, the immortal world is already planning a counterattack on Kyushu, and he is definitely not willing to absorb another talent in Kyushu, this cultivation speed makes him feel frightened, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, many people look at each other without leaving a trace.

"I know I can't beat you, but I'm just not convinced, can't I?"

Wang Feng replied with a smile, what are you kidding, what kind of person is he, the boss of the first force in the dignified heavens and all worlds, how can he bow his arrogant head to others, so that the crown will fall, even if he is killed, he will roar out in the coffin, pretending to be forced, this is called arrogance.

"If it weren't for you making such awesome exercises, I would have thought you were mentally retarded!"

When the people present heard Wang Feng's words, they all felt a burst of anger, what kind of strange idea is this horse, Hetu and the others all twitched the corners of their mouths, and said with a look of intellectual retardation.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Feng saw Kuqin and Wang Wu suddenly flying to his side, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Don't be emotional, it's a big deal that my sister protects you!"

Kuqin and Wang Wu suddenly said in unison, after speaking, they both looked at each other in surprise, and then snorted at each other, after they found out the meaning of the heads of the Ten Thousand Immortal League, they knew that Wang Feng would definitely not die.

With Junhuang Mountain and Wang Wu, who has already divided a lot of doppelgangers out, Wang Feng can naturally be safe and sound, but what kind of person is Wang Feng, will he eat soft rice, so he pointed at himself with his thumb and said categorically: "What kind of person do you treat me, Wang Feng, little white face?" ”

"Is that okay?"

The two women asked in unison.

(End of chapter)