Chapter 1215

"Did you hear that?" Zheng Feiyue looked cold. "My people have gathered outside. As long as there is a signal, they will rush in and cut you to death."

Wang Xiaohua showed a mocking expression: "you should be glad that if I couldn't fight with you, your city Lord's house would have been a river of blood, and your wedding would be your funeral."

"When I was scared?"

Zheng Feiyue was absorbed in looking for Wang Xiaohua's weakness. Since he decided to fight, he naturally wanted to kill with one blow, so he didn't hear the strange place in Wang Xiaohua's words.

If I couldn't fight you

No!

Why not?

……

The confrontation did not last long.

Zheng Feiyue never found Wang Xiaohua's weakness. He was relieved to think that what stood in front of him was just a weapon.

In that case, break the game with strength!

Zheng Feiyue took a deep breath. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the frost rustled across the ground, across the tables and chairs, and quietly climbed the chair under Wang Xiaohua's seat.

Wang Xiaohua smiled, as if unaware.

Zheng Feiyue snorted, and the power of frost suddenly came into trouble, pouring out: "the last one who pretended to be so forced in front of me was your Lao Tzu, but he was dead!"

After saying that, Wang Xiaohua and the chair under her ass became an ice sculpture.

Zheng Feiyue came with a strong wind. There was a flame steaming on his hands. He was slapped into the ice sculpture and shouted, "the song of ice and fire, refine it for me!"

Boom!

Within the ice sculpture, the flames are steaming.

Such a wonderful scene of ice and fire made Wang Xiaohua show an expression of enjoyment. The cold voice came clearly through the ice: "very good temperature."

Zheng Feiyue was expressionless and controlled the flame temperature to the maximum.

Wang Xiaohua frowned slightly, but it was only limited to this. He even made a comment with leisure and Elegance: "unfortunately, your golden flame is weird and not good at temperature. It is far worse than samadhi real fire."

The subtext of this is that if you want to refine me, you have to use samadhi true fire.

Zheng Feiyue said "bah" with disdain on his face: "he's just a soldier. Do you really think he's a saint? I have some ways to deal with you..."

With that, Zheng Feiyue planned to call in his brothers outside. First, he tried to suppress the inviolable soldiers, and then sent them to the magic weapon sect to temper them slowly with earth fire.

Clinker, he was about to act, but the other party moved first.

Wang Xiaohua blinked.

The sabre Qi is vertical and horizontal, turning into a storm and attacking in all directions.

The ice sculpture is broken.

The room is broken.

Zheng Feiyue and Wang Xiaohua were exposed in broad daylight.

"Be careful!"

"Alert!"

"Everybody, copy the guy!"

There was a clamor.

The six men of the iron blood camp acted first, turned into six streamers from the sky, and nailed Wang Xiaohua in the middle like a nail.

"Town!"

Zheng Feiyue drank so much that he turned into a streamer, and seven columns of light enveloped the whole city master's house.

Seven kill array appears again!

As guests, leader Mo, LV Jian and others could not directly participate in the encirclement and suppression, so they escorted their people out of the city master's residence. Most of them were still immersed in the aftereffect of "soul reviving wine", but they could not be affected by the battle.

However, Liu Qingfeng and his brothers have good accomplishments, and the soul reviving wine has not intoxicated them for too long. At the moment, when they see the fight, they will rush forward.

Young people, righteousness comes first.

Liu Qingfeng is their brother, and Zheng Feiyue is Liu Qingfeng's sworn brother. Naturally, he is also a brother. Is it reasonable to stand idly by when brothers fight?

However, as soon as the group rushed up, they saw a dazzling knife light coming to their faces.

"Brothers..."

As soon as Liu Qingfeng's words came to his mouth, he met a sharp knife light. He raised his sword to block it, but the sword was broken. The knife light passed through his body and his mouth was sprayed with blood.

Boom!

Liu Qingfeng rolled back, hit the wall heavily, and knocked a big pit out of the wall of the city Lord's residence. Then he stood up impatiently and fell heavily after two steps.

The whole audience was surprised.

Liu Qingfeng, as the guard of boruodong, is naturally not weak. Although he is not as strong as Zheng Feiyue's demons sweeping the east bank, he is also a number of experts.

Clinker, even a knife light can't stop it.

What's more, the light of the knife didn't come at him, but leaked from the seven kill array... A fish in the net.

Liu Qingfeng is like this, not to mention his brothers. If leader Mo and others had not taken advantage of the situation, they would have died on the spot.

These childe brothers from the general league are distinguished. Ordinary people dare not provoke them and dare to hurt their lives. But Wang Xiaohua is not included in them!

Li xiner picked up Liu Qingfeng and said in a trembling voice, "Wang Xiaohua is crazy. He will kill all of you without hesitation and give it to the prime minister, as long as he can subdue such a cruel man."

Liu Qingfeng sighed.

To tell the truth, he had heard of Wang Xiaohua's name, but he had no contact. When he set foot on the east bank for the first time, Wang Xiaohua had already been turned into foam at Xiannv peak.

Today's World War I, we know that the strength gap between the two sides is so large that how can our self-confidence not be hit?

Liu Qingfeng's brothers are also silent. They are the pride of the son of heaven. They are distinguished guests everywhere. They are usually praised higher than the sky, but now they are shot down by the sword light missed by the battle regiment and almost destroyed.

It tastes bad~

Accordingly, the seven columns of light in the sky appear to be shining like the sun and the moon.

……

Seven kill array.

This powerful array from the immortal devil array once again shows the world its strength.

How about the magic knife?

What about soldiers?

Zheng Feiyue joined hands with six brothers to suppress Wang Xiaohua, and let the other party's knife light like a waterfall, but also can't break it.

Zheng Feiyue's cold voice sounded deafening: "if you can come out of the seven kill array today, I'll pay a big tribute and send you out of the city. If you can't, you can only send it to the magic weapon sect to rebuild."

Wang Xiaohua stopped and smiled strangely: "until now, haven't you found yourself ignoring a problem?"

Zheng Feiyue narrowed his eyes: "what?"

Wang Xiaohua raised her mouth and asked, "think about it, why did the cold Star Palace give you the magic knife?"

Zheng Feiyue was stunned.

Why does the moon give her magic knife?

Isn't that what Mingyue put forward? Mingyue wants to use her soul that is difficult to meet in a thousand years to complete the final sacrifice of the magic knife and help her take the last step.

The next second, thunder exploded in Zheng Feiyue's mind.

His tone was hasty, and the sky light column was also a little unstable: "on the premise of combining the body with the knife, you must use a strong and special soul to complete the final sacrifice. You... Whose soul did you use to sacrifice?"

Wang Xiaohua smiled.

The guy who has been in a light mood since he entered the city Lord's residence finally showed his usual ferocious Resentment: "yes, without Zheng Feiyue, who is qualified to serve as the last sacrifice of the magic knife?"