Foxes unhappy?

Ning An frowned, a little puzzled.

Although it wasn't obvious, she accurately captured the flash of killing intent.

【？？？ The system lit up three huge golden question marks in the air to express its doubts.

Killing intent?

Can the host still feel the fox's killing intent?

What a big joke!

A few times before, he felt that the villain wanted to smash the host's head.

And the host is really intermittent......

The last time the fox counter-killed the god powerhouse, didn't the host have a little doubt and fluctuation in his heart?

Ning An had time to be confused, but Lin Bocheng and Wen Qianqian, the two parties, were not in the mood to be silent.

Lin Bocheng's Zhuxian sword was unsheathed, with a fierce murderous aura, and the cold aura was overwhelming.

"Jin Fengxiang! Ling Xiao Divine Venerable is the first person in the cultivation realm, where can I tolerate you to insult! Lin Bocheng was obviously angry, and there was even a little more murderous intent between his words.

It's okay to insult him, it's okay to disrespect him.

Lingxiao Divine Venerable is the first day of Nanling Mountain's rare encounter!

No one is allowed to be disrespectful!

Wen Qianqian lowered her eyes, and her right hand behind her back was clenched into a fist.

How can anyone... How dare anyone disrespect God!

Jin Fengxiang took half a step back, and Lin Bocheng's momentum burst out in an instant made him feel a little timid.

However, as a good brother in the future, he is not a coward.

So, he also pulled out the long knife on his waist: "If he is not the first person to cultivate the truth, where can the cultivation realm still tolerate him!" ”

The ridicule was still there, and even the voice was raised a few points.

Feng Qi put his hands around his chest, and his right hand shook the folding fan intentionally or unintentionally, quite a bit like watching the show.

Ning An had to rub the fox's head, lift the fox up, and stare at the fox's eyes.

What happened to Red?

Could it be... Is this arrogant and domineering Jin Fengxiang also unpleasant?

Tut... What can I do?

Pei Yi's gaze originally fell on Jin Fengxiang's body, and he was already gearing up, and the girl's sudden appearance made him startled.

The glass-colored pupils seemed to be able to see the shadow of the fox in a trance.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, beautiful and tight.

It didn't take long for a person and a fox to look at each other, and they heard a "swish", and the sword light flashed.

Ning An subconsciously held the fox in his arms, and when he turned his head to look over, Jin Fengxiang was drawing a knife, but the two handfuls of bangs on the side of his face had fallen to the ground.

Forehead......

Ning An regretted it.

Why!? Why?!

Why didn't she see the wonderful picture of the male protagonist's shot just now.

Lin Bocheng's swordsmanship was fast and accurate, and when Jin Fengxiang drew his sword, the sword had already returned to its scabbard.

Jin Fengxiang's eyes were full of consternation, and he thought of retreating in an instant.

Lin Bocheng's swordsmanship has improved again.

They had obviously tried it not long ago, but it was clear that they didn't have such a .....

Jin Fengxiang hadn't spoken yet, and a group of small followers behind him had already drawn their knives and pointed at Lin Bocheng and his party.

A young man beside Jin Fengxiang spoke in the same arrogant tone as him, and the arrogance between his eyebrows was nine points similar to him: "When there is no one in our Seven Star Gate!" ”

By the way... Ning An and Feng Qi are also included.

Ning'an: ???

Isn't it too much to deceive?

Be careful, or the foxes will bite them in a while!

【？？？ The system puts the question mark on the public screen again.

Jin Fengxiang: ......

What kind of goods did he bring with him?

Do you understand what it means to accept it when you see it? Do you understand what it means to exit gracefully?

What is it now? It's going to be hard for him.

Private brawls are not allowed, provocations and provocations are forgotten, these people ......

Could it be that you still want him to violate rules and discipline and be beaten by Lin Bocheng?

"What's the point of having a lot of people!" Wen Qianqian poked her head out, and before she finished her sentence, her voice softened again, "Points... It's clearly just... Bullying ......"

The rabble!

Jin Fengxiang: ......

Don't spew blood! That's not what he meant!

Duels are all about being dignified! Does he look like a villain who doesn't know the rules?

But...

"Huh!"

The long knife that was not pulled out in time was finally aimed at Lin Bocheng with a fierce momentum.

He can't help it!

You can lose your lining, but you can't lose face!

"Lin Bocheng, you do it openly, if you are missing arms and legs for a while, don't blame me!" The long knife in Jin Fengxiang's hand was not messy at all, but his tongue was almost knotted together.

To be honest, he was too empty in his heart.

Just Lin Bocheng's knife! After a while, there will be a real fight, and I'm afraid it will be him who lacks arms and legs.

Thinking that there is a group of fellow disciples behind him, he must not back down!

Otherwise, how will you mix in the Seven Star Gate in the future?

Feng Qi was anxious to watch from the side, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother, don't be afraid to hold on!" ”

He saw that Jin Fengxiang's legs were shaking.

This important actor doesn't seem to be as bold as the book says!

"Ahem!" Jin Fengxiang couldn't hold back for a while, and was choked by his own saliva.

The blade turned and pointed at Feng Qi.

Where did the little bastard dare to tear down his platform?

Jin Fengxiang was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately thought about shifting the spearhead.

The persimmon should be pinched softly, and the weak one should be beaten!

This is the fatal truth that has always had a glorious image!

But Lin Bocheng is excepted!

When there were no outsiders, he didn't mind comparing himself to this genius who was as famous as him.

But Jin Fengxiang's smile stiffened after seeing the folding fan with the word "ethereal" written on it in Feng Qi's hand.

If he hadn't been blind...

The fan in the hand of this black-clothed young man is the sun and moon fan, right?

There is the word ethereal on it...

This, this, this... This person can't be the Feng Qi of the Ethereal Peak of the Lingyun Sect...

A genius of dual cultivation of runes? A ruthless boy with demon blood?

A gloomy little devil that even the disciples of the Lingyun Sect can't avoid?

Jin Fengxiang's smile disappeared completely, disappearing into the depths of the Bermuda Triangle, in the wind of the Sahara Desert.

The corners of the mouth that disappeared can never be found again!

Jin Fengxiang took a deep breath and desperately told himself to be calm, before he raised his head tremblingly.

His eyes followed the direction of the tip of the knife and looked at the young man who seemed to be smiling.

The excessively fair skin, coupled with the somewhat feminine and beautiful face, a tear mole in the corner of the eye seems to contain endless anger.

With a smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, Jin Fengxiang really saw a cold sweat.

Just a few words of demon bloodline are enough to send chills down people's backs.

He is not afraid, he is afraid of whom!

It is... It is...

If you poke two hornet's nests at once, he'll end up a little badly.

The people of the Lingyun Sect... How can you be in cahoots with Lin Bocheng!

And most importantly...

The first person Jin Fengxiang thought of through Feng Qi was... Wen Luoyan!

The first sword cultivation in the cultivation realm.

Not only among peers, but even in the entire cultivation realm, on the Dao of Sword Cultivation, no one is surpassed!

Ignoring those who cultivate... The most daunting.

The Ethereal Peak are all perverts among geniuses, far more difficult to deal with than Lin Bocheng.

Damn!

It was difficult to ride a tiger, and Jin Fengxiang, who was overturning the river and the sea in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely!

This is no ordinary saliva!

He clearly felt bitter in his mouth, helpless and confused.

I want to cut off my hands and stuff them into stuffing!

Who will save the children!

Children are afraid!