In the field, Feng Xueyang picked up the severed Huoyun Sword in the surprised eyes of everyone. also whispered, now, you can finally sell scrap iron. At this time, the Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Feng Family asked at the same time, Where did that sword of yours come from? Feng Xueyang smiled disdainfully, and then said, The old dog has been for so many years. You still haven't made much progress. This sword is naturally a gift!

Why, do you want to snatch it away? Young master, you are laughing. Oh, you still know that I am a young master! Of course, we will not need that sword of yours. But now, you have dealt a heavy blow to Feng Qi and destroyed his weapons, what shall you say?

At this moment, Feng Zhencheng suddenly jumped out and said, life and death are your own destiny, it was the two of you who said it. So, do you still want to investigate? Or do you have any opinions on my position as the head of the Feng family? Patriarch, we don't dare! It was the great elder of the Feng family who spoke. Well, I declare, Feng Xueyang is poor in battle, and Fengxue Yang wins! Actually, the two elders of the Feng family really want to snatch the Beichen Sword. It's a weapon that even a divine weapon can cut off. Who doesn't blush? But our wind is very clever, and said it. This piece is naturally a gift. It was because of this sentence that these two old ghosts did not dare to grab the sword. The two elders of the Feng family are now both second-grade martial spirit cultivators. The two of them joined forces, but they had a chance to fight with Feng Zhencheng, a sixth-grade martial spirit, but the person who sent Feng Xueyang's sword was not a sixth-grade martial spirit. Gu Feng Xueyang's calculations, that old drunkard, at least the cultivation of the peak of the Divine Martial Spirit, it is estimated that people can kill these two elders even if they fart.

Well, I declare that the ownership of martial arts, Feng Xueyang. At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a trace of coldness, as if it was the winter of Layue, but the cold disappeared in a flash. Everyone in the middle felt a trace of doubt, but Feng Xian'er said to herself, are you coming? I really can't bear it! In this way, the turmoil in the martial arts arena has come to an end! The young man, the lonely figure, walked alone on the road, and the red sunset stretched the young man's figure very long, very long. But then, behind that figure was the loneliness! a girl like a flower and an elf chased after her. Xueyang, wait for me. Sister Xian'er, let's go! At this time, Feng Xian'er said in a rare tantrum. Don't call me sister! Feng Xueyang looked at Feng Xian'er affectionately, at that moment, both of them seemed to understand something! And at this time, Feng Zhencheng and Feng Xunfeng both smiled. I don't know who said a word, when will they be able to drink the wine? Hearing this, the faces of the boy and the girl turned red. At this time, Feng Xueyang took Feng Xian'er's hand. Said gently, Xian'er, let's go. The cultivation of the fourth-grade martial artist and the sixth-rank martial artist is really not covered. The two returned to the warm woods, where the hut was still there.

Xueyang, you have to protect yourself well. Even though I'm gone. Xian'er, what are you talking about! It's nothing, Feng Xian'er thought in her heart, Xueyang, one day, we will be together, and then I will rely on my strength to protect you. We will never be separated. Feeling the weirdness of Feng Xian'er, Feng Xueyang involuntarily hugged her into his arms. Feng Xian'er felt the warmth in her arms, and secretly swore in her heart. I will definitely protect you. Xueyang, do you know why I didn't call you brother and didn't let you call me sister today? Xian'er, I understand your heart, those worldly gifts, how could I have cared about Feng Xueyang. Am I one of those mortal mortals!! feeling the young man's words full of true feelings, the girl smiled. The smile is so bright, so beautiful, just like the flowers under the moon. Okay, Xueyang, let you see my true strength! Real strength, Xian'er, what kind of cultivation are you? The girl broke away from her warm embrace and looked at Feng Xueyang with a smile! Suddenly there was a hint of coldness in the air, and at this time, in the eyes of Feng Xueyang, the girl was as sacred and inviolable as the goddess of ice and snow. When Feng Xue Yang checked Xian'er's cultivator, Feng Xue Yang was stunned! It's such a terrifying cultivation speed, because the girl in front of her is only 16 years old. Feng Xueyang's 16-year-old 4-rank martial artist is already talented.

Brother Xueyang, come on and surpass me. You'll protect me then, right?" Feng Xueyang nodded vigorously. Then now, let me protect you! Come to Brother Xueyang and talk to me, it will be good for you to learn from the martial spirit powerhouse in advance

Damn, Sister Xian'er, don't slap your face! Ah, your ass hurts so much! Lighten it up, and suddenly, there was a miserable cry of Fengxueyang in the entire bamboo forest. The fourth-grade martial artist fights the first-grade martial spirit, this is definitely the rhythm of one party being abused. Besides, Fengxueyang can't be used yet, Beichen Sword. If I hurt Xian'er, I'm afraid that I will die of distress again! Therefore, our wind is strong, and our decisive decision is still beaten. I don't know how long it took, Huhu !! this battle of being abused by one side finally ended! Brother Xueyang, I'm leaving! Feng Xueyang secretly despised in his heart, "Damn, what kind of behavior is this, just leave after the fight?" At this moment, the girl turned her head suddenly, and her pink lips were imprinted on Feng Xueyang's face like a dragonfly. Only then was he ashamed, and he fled quickly. Feng Xueyang can clearly see that Sister Xian'er, who is very thin-skinned on the male and female sides, is already shy, and even her ears are already red. The red look is cute. Feng Xueyang smiled proudly, and then said slowly, women, no matter how powerful you are, isn't it my wife? Hehe, the fallen leaves on the trees seem to be frightened by the shamelessness of the wind. All of them fell. It just happened that everything fell on the head of Feng Xueyang. Feng Xue Yanghao shook his head indifferently, shook off the leaves on his head, but there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes

Meng'er, come out! Hehe, Brother Xueyang, you are so powerful today, Meng'er, let me ask you, can I catch her? Brother Xueyang, that beautiful sister is really not simple, she was born with the body of Xuanyin. But Brother Xueyang, you are not simpler than her, you are an ethereal body of a sword heart! And your comprehension is so high! I believe that Brother Xueyang in the future will be the strongest person in the world!! is Meng'er, but why, even I don't have confidence! Okay, Brother Xueyang, now your physical potential has not been fully exploited at all! Life here is not suitable for you, Brother Xueyang, you will only stimulate your true potential in life and death. Just like today, you fought with the wind poor. The last move, the Beichen Sword Technique, was suddenly realized by you! Beichen Wind Shadow Breaking !! is really a strong move! So, Brother Xueyang, I have found a good training place for you, that is, the Burial God Glacier. Glacier !! Meng'er, who can be buried even by gods, you should know some things today! Brother Xueyang, you have met her! Well, she is indeed terrifying! The Beichen Sword Masters of the past dynasties have been controlled by her, right? You are right, Brother Xueyang, she is the real sword spirit of Beichen Sword. And I'm just a sojourning soul!Or, she is Beichen Sword, Brother Xueyang, you successfully got rid of her today. She won't give up, so Brother Xueyang, you have to be careful, Meng'er, believing that you are a miracle. Don't worry, Meng'er, I also promised you to go to the Dragon Pavilion to snatch back your body. How can this difficulty be difficult for me? Beichen sword, said the young man turned the necklace on his chest into a huge black long sword. I will conquer you!

Meng'er, is there any way to make me stronger? Brother Xueyang, this, yes, yes, but it will hurt. Hehe, for the people I want to protect, for the promise I made. Pain is nothing. Alright then, Brother Xueyang. You come to the space of the Beichen Sword! Inside the Beichen Sword, Feng Xueyang looked at Yun Meng'er stupidly, although it was not the first time he had seen Yun Meng'er, he was still amazed by her beauty like a hibiscus out of the water! Her face was a little hot when she was looked at by Feng Xueyang! Yun Meng'er suddenly said, Brother Xueyang, you are so lustful! But Feng Xueyang shook his head, Meng'er is not called lust, this is called appreciation! Isn't it true that everyone has the right to appreciate beautiful things? Okay, after Yun Meng'er was defeated by this crooked reasoning, she shook her head helplessly. Brother Xueyang, come with me! Hearing this, Feng Xueyang followed Yun Meng'er closely, turned left and right, and came to a mysterious place. Feng Xueyang said in surprise, he didn't expect that there was such a space in the Beichen Sword. In this space, the intensity of spiritual power is at least five times more than that of the outside world. Moreover, it is filled with all kinds of elemental energy!

The eerie gray sky, the blood-red full moon, the glittering crystal ground, everything here is so weird and mysterious. Brother Xueyang, are you really ready? It really hurts to want to become stronger. Hehe, Meng'er, your brother Xueyang and I have rough skin and thick flesh, that is, I am not afraid of this pain. However, it was Yun Meng'er's suspicious gaze. Hehe, in fact, our wind is a little exaggerated, he said that he has rough skin and thick flesh, in fact, his skin is extremely smooth, which makes some girls jealous!

Okay, Meng'er, how can I become stronger!Feng Xueyang asked with a puzzled face! At this time, Yun Meng'er said!Brother Xueyang, look at the pool in front of you, as long as you withstand it there, the violent energy impact will achieve the effect of refining **, and you will have a great advantage in the same level at that time. Feng Xueyang looked up at the pool, it seemed to be a pool of blood, bright red liquid, full of violent energy, Feng Xueyang didn't say a word, and jumped into the pool of blood alone