Chinese In fact, Feng Yichen's current cultivation does not need to go to the martial arts arena, he can defeat Feng Li Ning with just one finger, but Feng Yichen doesn't want to do this. Since someone provokes his majesty, he must sweep his face in front of everyone, especially his former rival.

Although Feng Yichen is not a person with a small belly, and Feng Li Ning is no longer worthy of being his opponent, but in the matter of the Feng family and the Ji family, Feng Yichen always feels that he is not good enough, especially in the matter of Ji Yuyao. Although the two are together now, they finally fled at that time, and the Ji family also released the news of Ji Yuyao's death, which is a shame for Ji Yuyao, and even more shame for Feng Yichen.

The woman beside her turned out to be a woman of unknown origin, what do the people of the world think of this if this is going to be spread? Even if the people of the world don't say anything, what does Ji Yuyao think in her heart? If you have a mother's house, you can't go back, and you can't visit your relatives when you're alive. Although Ji Yuyao didn't say anything to her face, Feng Yichen didn't feel good in her heart.

I came to the Feng family today to talk about some things, but since Feng Lining, the holy son of the Feng family, came forward to provoke, he simply revealed this matter to the world. As for Feng Lining, anyway, there are so many talents in the Feng family, and the failure of a holy son doesn't mean anything.

At this moment, the Feng family's martial arts arena is already crowded, and the news that Feng Li Ning is going to challenge the God Emperor Body is spreading, Feng Yichen is not curious who leaked the rumors, anyway, he is here to teach flies, it doesn't matter how many people watch, and even the more people who watch it, the better, so Feng Li Ning, and even the entire Feng family will be slapped in the face!

"God-Emperor Body. You're ready, I'm going to make a move!" Feng Li Ning's body was murderous at the moment, and the golden aura was running around his body. Like a golden god of war, holding a steel sword, standing proudly.

"You go for it, I'll give you a hundred moves and a hand. Feng Yichen smiled faintly, his body didn't move, he stretched out his hand to hook Feng Lining, and said, "Come on!"

"Who told you to let it. I'm at the same level, even if you're an emperor, you're one level higher than me. I'm right!" Feng Lining was confident, because his words were not wrong. And the Feng family has always produced geniuses, although he is not too far out of the forbidden land, but he also has a bunch of geniuses around him as his sparring partner. There is also a lot of combat experience over the years. Seeing Feng Yichen despise himself so much. He was naturally unconvinced in his heart, his body rose violently, and he slashed it with a knife.

Feng Yichen saw Feng Li Ning attacking, and dodged unhurriedly, and the big knife fell from the side, which was a lot worse.

"Oh my God, didn't you hit it?!" everyone's expressions were incredible, and Feng Yichen didn't know the origin of this big knife. But others know it! This big sword is called the Golden Dragon to drink blood, and according to legend, it is an ancestor of the Feng family who put his own mount before his death. A golden dragon was fused into the cold iron and refined.

This knife sharpens iron like clay, claiming to be able to cut any magic weapon in the world, and this golden dragon has another characteristic of drinking blood, that is, it has the sense of independent attack, and it integrates the competitive characteristics of the golden dragon, the stronger and stronger, according to legend, as long as the target is locked, it will definitely hit, but this time it failed in Feng Yichen!

This knife was specially prepared for the Holy Son, and Feng Li Ning had never used it before, because his opponent was not worthy of him to use this knife at all, and as he himself said, he claimed to be invincible in his class, which was really not blown.

Of course, this is not the first time Feng Lining has used this knife, he once used this knife to compete with Feng Changxiao at the peak stage of the late stage of the Holy Monarch, and even Feng Changxiao was injured by this knife!

"Isn't it strange that you didn't cut it?" Feng Yichen had already come to Feng Lining's back at this moment, looking at Feng Lining's back, Feng Yichen pouted: "If I hadn't said that I would have let you make a hundred moves, I would have kicked you out by now!"

"Bastard!" Feng Li Ning was furious when he heard this, kicked his feet on the ground, and then his body rose on his back, the golden dragon drank blood and roared in the air, and the back of the knife suddenly flipped down, slashing towards Feng Yichen again!

"Boom!"

This time, Feng Yichen dodged without hurrying, his speed didn't seem to be fast, but in fact, he had already moved when Feng Li Ning made a move. Although there is a world of gap between Feng Yichen and Feng Lining, Feng Yichen will not underestimate the enemy, Feng Lining dares to challenge himself, can he do it without a few brushes?

The golden dragon drank blood and slashed the platform of the martial arts arena, and the marble platform was cut out of a large hole about one foot wide, if it weren't for the protection of the rune array on it, I'm afraid the platform would have been shattered.

"Is that all you have the ability to do? If a hundred moves are not enough, I will add two hundred moves, if it is not enough, I will add more!" Feng Yichen said sarcastically: "The heirs of the Feng family are becoming more and more inadequate!"

"Kill!" Feng Li Ning was completely enraged by Feng Yichen's words, the golden dragon in his hand drank blood and felt the anger from Feng Li Ning, and a golden light suddenly appeared on the blade, this light rose to the sky, condensed into a golden five-grasp divine dragon in the air, roared at Feng Yichen, and then swooped down and pounced on Feng Yichen!

"It's not okay if there is a machine spirit!" Feng Yichen left an afterimage on the spot, and then began to slowly wander around Feng Lining, every step he took would leave an afterimage, and after a while, Feng Lining's surroundings were already full of Feng Yichen's shadow. Feng Li Ning was horrified in his heart, and roughly counted them, there were more than thirty figures!

Every shadow opportunity is substantial, Feng Li Ning can't tell which one is the real Feng Yichen, which one is Feng Yichen's shadow, and he has to swing his knife at the moment, cooperate with the golden dragon's blood-drinking instrument spirit, sweep out, and hit this Dao figure.

Contrary to Feng Lining's expectations, this Dao figure had already retreated at the moment of his debut, no more, no less, just avoiding the attack range of his sword and the Golden Dragon Heart Blood Weapon Spirit. This time, Feng Li Ning is completely hairy!

He roared and began to chase Feng Yichen's figure one by one. As a result, there was the most comic scene in the field, a person with a golden light holding a fairy-level spirit weapon, and a golden five-grasping dragon frantically chasing and killing Feng Yichen's figure, and on the other side, Feng Yichen stood in a corner of the stage of the martial arts arena for a long time, whenever Feng Lining killed his shadow almost, he walked around Feng Lining again and walked around unhurriedly......

In this way, Feng Yichen walked around Feng Li Ning four times in total, and the Feng family outside the field had long been stupid, Feng Li Ning had always been steady, but at this moment, he was messed up by shadows, there was no order, it was completely chaotic, what kind of mental method, tricks, all forgotten!

Seeing Feng Yichen's leisurely complacent and Feng Lining's sweaty head, the people of the Feng family suddenly felt that this competition was boring, and some people even yawned, Feng Lining was sweating profusely, and the aura disappeared wildly.

When the afterglow and divine thoughts in the corners of his eyes swept over the faces of Feng Gushu and Feng Gumu and others, Feng Yichen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, the purpose he wanted had been achieved, and these people's lungs were already going to explode.

"Didn't the Divine Emperor Body say that the Holy Son should be made a hundred moves? This is more than two hundred, right? Why don't you do it yet? Do you want the Holy Son to run out of spiritual energy and automatically admit defeat?"

"Didn't you hear that the Divine Emperor Body asked the Holy Son if one hundred moves were not enough, he would add another two hundred moves, I guess although the Holy Son didn't take it seriously, but the Divine Emperor Body took it seriously, it seems that it really has to be after three hundred moves!"

"Isn't it? Let 300 moves? I'll just hear that there are three moves, five moves, and ten moves, how can there be 300 moves?"

"You just came over, right? The Divine Emperor Body just said, not only three hundred moves, but also one hand, don't you see that the other Divine Emperor Body has never made a move? I think it is two hands and three hundred moves!"

"Damn, what else is this fighting?"

At this moment, Feng Yichen's body, who had not moved, moved, and when the figure where he was standing seemed to be still moving, his real body had already come to Feng Lining's side, he stretched out his hand, patted Feng Lining's shoulder, and then shouted: "Hey, scared you to death!" (To be continued. Cat flutter Chinese