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In an instant, almost everyone forgot to breathe as the huge competition arena became so large that even a pin drop could be heard.

The veil could not hide her refined face. Her long hair hung down from her waist, emitting a faint luster. Her skin was transparent and white, as if she was in a dream. Especially those eyes, which seemed to contain all the spirit energy in the world. They were deep like a clear spring, crystal clear and pure.

Her white dress was as white as the clouds and white like the snow. It outlined her exquisite and convex curves, unconsciously rendering her holy and inviolable.

Transcendent of the mortal world, transcendent of the mortal world, fairy descended to the mortal world. Almost everyone had the same thought.

Was this kind of soul-stirring beauty really something that humans should have?

If she took off that detestable veil, what kind of soul-stirring beauty would she have?

After a long period of shock and infatuation, someone finally came to their senses …

"She is... She is in love with the wind and the jade! "

A cry of surprise woke the crowd, and they all noticed the name that was clearly displayed on top of Feng Yao's head.

Love Wind and Yao Dream.

Feng Yao's footsteps didn't stop at all as she slowly walked to the opposite of the Demon Wolf Madman.

"The pavilion master of the Typhoon Pavilion, Love Wind Yao Meng, accepts your challenge!"

The voice was soft and gentle, but the intoxicating heavenly music carried determination and pride. It even exuded an invisible aura and aura that made those who heard it feel shaken, yet they did not dare to have any thoughts of offending.

In this second, the name of Wind Pavilion's pavilion master, Love Wind Yao Meng, once again spread throughout Sky Dragon Continent and China.

"Big sister Yao'er, defeat him, you can definitely defeat him!"

Another heavenly sound.

The gazes of countless people turned towards the source of the voice.

Yet another fairy!

A face that seemed to have the charm of a fairy; skin as tender and tender as water; a faint blush that caused one to indulge in wild thoughts; and a noble and elegant temperament that enveloped jade-like sleep. Her blue dress and her water-like skin seemed to shine together, adding a certain charm that would cause one to hold their breath.

Yang Xi was weak!

Almost everyone knew this name! Because she was a woman on the Fairy Ranking, the dream of all men.

More importantly, she was the Shura's woman, the target of envy for countless young girls. The rage of an Asura for a beauty had already become a well-known legend in the cycle of reincarnation.

Shura's woman is related to love for Feng Yao Meng, then love Feng Yao Meng is also related to Shura?

From the moment Feng Yao appeared, the Crazy Demonic Wolf had been staring at her. The greedy red light in his eyes became more and more intense, even the anger that he had stored up for an hour disappeared completely.

This was a woman that could make men go crazy!

The lust in the Demon Wolf Madman's eyes had reached an unprecedented level. Although the girl in front of him only revealed half of her charming nightmares, it was already not hard to imagine the extreme beauty beneath the veil. Compared to her, the women he had once played with weren't even considered trash.

The crazed expression of the demon wolf caused Feng Yao to furrow her brows, but she quickly regained her calm.

"Begin." Three short words, Feng Yao didn't want to have too much contact with this damned person, the sooner the better.

"Little Sister Yao'er, you can do it!" Beating that stupid wolf up so badly that even his mother wouldn't be able to recognize it! " This was Xiao Tian's voice. He had a certain understanding of Feng Yao's Fuxi Zither, so even though he was worried, he still had a lot of confidence.

Back then, he had wanted to experience how powerful Fuxi's zither was. In the end, he only lasted 10 seconds for what he thought to be a firm mind. On the other hand, it was Chen Bing who endured for over 20 seconds, which dealt a huge blow to Xiao Tian.

Hearing someone's shout, the crowd immediately echoed his words. At this time, almost all the voices were praising and supporting Feng Yao, but the poor Demon Wolf Madman was completely crushed by countless curses.

This was a man's natural reaction to beauties.

However, could she really beat the top five in the level rankings and the Demonic Wolf Madman, who also had immortal equipment?

Faced with the reaction of the crowd, Crazy Demon Wolf didn't show any trace of anger on his face, as if he had been scolded to the point of numbness. He greedily looked at Feng Yao for a while, then spat out a sentence that made everyone angry.

"If I win, how about becoming my Sect Master's wife?"

"Holy sh * t!"

"Scum!" I have never seen anyone so shameless! "

"No one is to join the Demonic Wolf Gang. Otherwise, I will kill you every time I see you!"

"Demon Wolf Madman, hurry up and f * ck off, don't embarrass yourself here!"

… ….

If it was just one person facing such a situation, very few people would have dared to come forward. After all, this was a big clan's gang. Now that there were so many people here, the courage of the crowd grew. They all began to insult the demonic wolves' shamelessness and nearly threw their weapons over.

"An expert on the leaderboards challenged a level 21 Cleric. What a shameless piece of trash." Xiao Tian, who was hiding within the crowd, timely shouted out.

What? A priest?

Priests were auxiliary classes, so their attack power was negligible. His only offensive skill, Sacred Arrow, was only slightly stronger than the ice magic that no one else practiced.

A Level 29 Knight challenging a Level 21 Cleric? F * ck me!

And Feng Yao's following actions confirmed everyone's identity as a priest.

In her rage, a white light arrow shot out from Feng Yao's hand towards the astonished Demon Wolf Madman.

Although he disdained the Priest's attack, the Demon Wolf Madman still managed to turn around with great difficulty, dodging the Holy Arrow.

Wind Yao Dream: Job: Cleric Level: 21 Properties: Strength: 1 Vitality: 165 Agility: 1 Spirit: 508

HP: 1750 Magic: 11204 Demon Strike: 1016 Defense: 170

Calmly glancing at her stats, Feng Yao's heart was filled with confidence.

She didn't intend to use the Fuxi Zither at all, because her brother had said that although she could only unleash a small portion of the Divine Power, that was already an existence that could disrupt the balance of the game. Currently, in her hands, the Fuxi Zither was just a magic staff, an extremely strong magic staff.

However, it wasn't because of impulse that Feng Yao still rushed forward to fight. This was because she had already discovered that even though the Priest's Attack Skills didn't add much, even the Level 24 Warrior Xiao Tian's Single Attack Skill wasn't as high as her Sacred Arrow's damage.

All of this stemmed from the powerful spiritual attribute that had been attached to Fuxi's zither, causing her spiritual attribute to surpass that of an ordinary magus at level 50.

With his left hand holding the zither and his right hand pulling the air, a bow and an arrow formed from divine power appeared out of thin air. With a slight loosening of her wrist, the Sacred Arrow once again shot towards the Demon Wolf Madness that was charging at her.

897

An inconceivable number appeared on the head of Crazy Demon Wolf.

Was this a damage that a Cleric could deal!?

"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? How could a Priest be able to deal so much damage … …"

"... It was indeed a divine arrow … "Amazing, I, a Level 27 Priest, can only deal over 400 damage at most."

"How could there be such a strong Priest …"

"So Priests can actually be this powerful …."

"Big Sister Yao'er, you can do it!"

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