A trace of blood, heavy veins, what remains unchanged is the almost crazy obsession in the heart. In this troubled world, only by becoming stronger can we live! At this moment, Feng Qi looked at Feng Xueyang mockingly! Hehe, admit defeat, otherwise the next sword, be careful of your life! Blood, stained red clothes. The obsession of becoming stronger is even stronger! Feng Xueyang seems to have forgotten what Yun Meng'er said. Brother Xueyang, when your blood stains the soft shirt red. The effect of the light shirt was naturally lifted! And at this moment, there was a sudden change! The spiritual power in the sky suddenly went berserk, and these violent spiritual powers had only one goal, that is, the wind and snow in the field! What a strange thing! Is this obviously the energy that is only generated when someone is promoted? But why is it even more violent than ordinary times? This is a common question in everyone's hearts! And at this moment, the young man in the pool of blood stood up alone, and his thin and thin body seemed to be weak! But it was such a thin boy who caused a sensation! The peak of the first rank of the martial artist, the second rank of the martial artist, the peak of the second rank of the martial artist, the wind looked at the middle of the field, and the young man who kept trying his best! A trace of obscurity flashed in his eyes! This son must not stay! This spiritual power was not left until Feng Xueyang hit the peak of the fourth grade of the martial artist! That's right, because he had been carrying a heavy light shirt for a long time, and the light shirt also had the ability to suppress spiritual power, so today he untied the seal of the light shirt and let Feng Xueyang rise to three grades in a row.

This is the feeling of !! strength!! not enough to be stronger!! the young man whose original name fell in a pool of blood resolutely stood up! Ah! Feel the strength of the whole body! Feng Xueyang shouted, but a change occurred, an inexplicable strong force made Feng Xueyang lose his senses, but, it seems that there is another divine mind controlling this Feng Xueyang's body. At this moment, the young man's eyes looked a little weird, the middle was a mysterious black blue, and the whites of his eyes were beside him, but they were glowing with scarlet light! Hehe, is it blood? You have to die, I want it! Feng Xueyang on the field said to Feng Qian! Damn, why do I feel a trace of fear, Feng Qian asked secretly in his heart. At this moment, inside the Beichen necklace, a beautiful girl is praying constantly. Brother Xueyang, don't let the Beichen Sword devour your spiritual will! Don't you believe in miracles! This generation of Beichen Sword Master, Brother Xueyang, you must be different.

And in the martial arts arena, the wind is poor, take it! The dragon flame is shattered! It's this move again, look at my fire flame spirit array! Two huge energy rushed up to the sky. The situation in the field is very chaotic! Feng Xueyang, who was originally at a disadvantage before, is now actually on a par with the wind, and there is a huge sound of spiritual power attacking in the field from time to time, and at this moment, there are two energies in the air! One is a violent flame, and the other side is a strange power that makes people fascinated! In the field, the battle is extremely fierce! And in Feng Xueyang's spiritual world. In front of me is an unusually enchanting woman. Feng Xueyang seemed to have lost his mind, just talking stiffly. In that case, then let me control you! The woman in front of me is estimated to be unpopular with all the men in the world. That kind of charm is not something that ordinary people can bear at all! Give me your body, so that you will be free! Liberated! Immediately, the originally groggy young man had a strange smile on his face. It turns out that this is the secret of the Beichen Sword! Since you want to control the sword master!! the charming woman was a little surprised, there are still men in the world who can escape the temptation of this spiritual body. He's so special! But that's what makes it more interesting. Feng Xueyang suddenly said in a deep voice, Listen, I don't care who you are. I am me, no one wants to control me, I am just an emotional person, or I am not a gentleman, because being a gentleman is too tired, so, get out of here! Leave my mental space, ahhh!!h The charming girl, hearing Feng Xueyang say this. It's just a weird smile, obsession? How is it possible, there is such a strong obsession! It seems that we can't completely control you this time! However, we will see you again! Ahem, a sharp stinging pain pierced through Feng Xueyang's brain, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out! At last he woke up! At this time, the situation in the field was extremely chaotic, and now Feng Xueyang and Feng Poor were already disheveled, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths! And the venue of the competition was also destroyed by the violent spiritual power! replied, the sane Feng Xueyang just smiled calmly, Feng is poor, let the two of us fight again! Okay, I can't ask for it, Feng Qian said hatefully. The figures of the two moved quickly, leaving remnants in the air. Every punch is a hard blow. Another punch, Feng Xueyang borrowed that, the reaction force. The body bounced high and threw one leg hard, and Feng Qian was not to be outdone. Put your arms up in a defensive stance. When Feng Xueyang's legs swept away the stroke, a powerful spiritual power sprayed out. When the wind and snow sun landed, the body retreated fiercely until it withdrew dozens of steps. Only then did he slowly stop. And here, under the feet of the wind poor, the ground has been trampled hard. This shows how much strength Feng Xueyang's leg has. The wind is poor, it's not over yet! The waste is coming, I see what other means you have? The wind is poor, look at it, the dragon walks in nine days, and the dragon travels in nine days. A figure rushed fiercely towards Feng Qian, that speed was really like a spark of lightning, general! Feng Qian secretly exclaimed in his heart! Where did he get this martial art? What a fast speed! But in battle, there was no distraction at all. Obviously, the wind is poor, and he forgets this. The wind slashed, and a sharp air flow slashed towards the wind. It's not good, the wind is poor, scream. Another trace of blood flew out, but I didn't expect that this time, it actually slashed into Feng Qian's face. The itchy wound on his face made him very angry. Although this wound was not enough to disfigure him. But it's more of the shame that comes from the heart! I was actually hurt by this former waste! What a shame! Feng Xueyang, congratulations! You have successfully provoked me, and your spiritual power has increased. As soon as these four words came out of Feng Qian's mouth, Feng Qi was so poor that his cultivation suddenly reached the peak of the 9th rank of martial arts. Hehe, Feng Xueyang, this is the true power of my Fire Spirit Array. It can instantly improve the user's cultivation of the three grades. How about it, are you afraid? I'm afraid of people like you. Oh, people like me are enough to kill you. The wind is poor, you don't talk big. You can't use this power for a long time, right? There must be a very strict time limit! Oh, boy, can't you see it! But until then, it's enough to kill you.

Look at it, Fengxue Yang! The best divine weapon Huoyun Sword, give it to me. All of them suddenly felt that in the air, streams of scorching spiritual power were pouring out. It's as if the world is about to be incinerated. And off the field, many people looked at the Huoyun Sword, some envious, some jealous, some fearful, and some greedy. Maybe this is human nature, but the only thing that is different is love. It's family affection, it's love, it's friendship! Feng Xian'er on the field, seeing this moment, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. Feng Qian, this bastard is too despicable! He actually uses the best divine weapon, Brother Xueyang, how can he have a weapon! I have to think of a way. At this time, the Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Feng Family said at the same time. This is a duel between the two of them, no one is allowed to interfere, and life and death are in their own destiny.

At this moment, Feng Zhencheng was already extremely angry. These two old dogs, what life and death have their own destiny, do they clearly want my son's life! Old dog, if something happens to my son, you two, including Feng Poor, should go to the funeral.

At this time, Feng Xueyang just smiled calmly. I don't know how much it can be sold when scrap iron is sold? Hey, I have asked Sister Xian'er to give me food recently! As he spoke, the young man looked at Feng Xian'er with a smile. And the shyness in the girl's heart is already stronger. But the wind in the field was furious. Because Feng Xueyang didn't take him seriously, and said that his Huoyun Sword was scrap metal. and also openly flirted with the goddess in his mind. Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it. I don't know why you're so calm, but I'm going to kill you the next move. Feng is poor, you don't really naively think that as long as you have a weapon, do you! Beichen Sword, come out for me! Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed, and the violent spiritual power swept in, and the necklace on Feng Xueyang's chest turned into a pitch-black giant sword, and the giant sword did not match the young man's slender figure. But everyone, in that sword, felt fear, an indescribable bloodthirsty feeling.

And Feng Qian obviously felt that in his hand, the Fire Cloud Sword. Trembling, fearing, fearing. What does this mean? It shows that Feng Xueyang's weapon is really much stronger than his Fire Cloud Sword! But Feng Qian still puffed himself up.

The fire cloud sword came out, the fire god heaven and earth, and the flames burned the eight desolations. Burning the sky and destroying the earth! Feng Qian took the lead in making a move, and as soon as this move came out, the people in the audience panicked, so powerful to burn the sky and destroy the earth! and Feng Xueyang smiled disdainfully. Because he clearly felt that the Beichen Sword was despising the Fire Cloud Sword.

At this moment, the wind and snow moved. The soul of the sky, the world is changing, the Beichen sword is out, and the emperor is in the sword. Reign supreme in the world. The North Star Wind Shadow is broken. The light of the two weapons streaked through. In an instant, a lot happened, and I saw Feng Xueyang, and said very leisurely, you can sell scrap iron, right? When the violent spiritual power dissipated, everyone was stunned! In the field, Feng Qian was already unconscious, and the most surprising thing was that the Huoyun Sword was actually cut off