Chapter 1291: I'm not afraid of hurting her

"Next!" shouted Feng Qianyan, turning and walking back to the center of the ring.

Leng Ye saw this posture, but I was afraid that it would not be over for a while. Hurriedly ordered someone to move two chairs, a small table, and placed them under the ring, and served a pot of tea to Xiao Yuchen and Xue.

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't see a second person in the ring.

Feng looked at Xiao Yuchen and shrugged: What do you mean?

"Those who don't go to the ring today," Xiao Yuchen's cold gaze wandered by, "three months of additional training!"

"Huh?!" wailed fifty or sixty men in black.

It's not that I don't want to go up, looking at the speed of Feng Gongzi's fight with He Zhi just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to win if I go up! At most, it will cost a draw! The key thing is that even a small ninth-order spirit can't win, and if you lose someone in front of your master, you will lose a lot!

The master's opening is to train here for three months? If you don't die, you have to shed your skin! Now, if you don't go up, you have to go up!

A moment later, a young man in his mid-twenties finally jumped into the ring.

"Fifth-Order Spirit Master?" Feng Qian glanced at it, no wonder he dared to take the lead, it must be the highest cultivation among these people!

The young man clenched his fists: "Ge Hong, please advise!"

"Feng Ning. Feng Qianyan put his hands behind his back, but bowed his head slightly.

Ge Hong stepped back a few meters, stretched out his arm, and a long knife that flashed with cold light was clenched in his hand.

Yo, this one is really welcome! When he came up, he directly lit up his weapon, is it possible to use spiritual skills? I also have weapons, Fire Dance Sword and Xuantian, but I use them quite well. It's just that the cultivation of a ninth-order spirit priest can't use spiritual skills!

Feng Qianyan was still struggling with whether to use a weapon, but Ge Hong had already danced with a long knife, and the blade flowing with golden spiritual power swept over.

Xue lazily leaned back in the chair, touched Xiao Yuchen, who was sitting on the side with the hand holding the teacup, glanced at the ring, and asked in a low voice: "This kid can show his knife, aren't you afraid of hurting her?"

"Nonsense. Xiao Yuchen only replied with two words, and his eyes stared at the small figure in the ring for a moment.

After the master and the snow boy sat down, the subordinates all consciously retreated to the other side of the ring. At this time, there was no one around the two, and there was a ring in the middle, so it didn't hurt to lower your voice and speak, and Xue was a little more casual.

"Nonsense?" Xue glanced at Xiao Yuchen, "Are you worried or not?" raised the teacup in her hand, withdrew her hand, and took a sip.

Seeing that Xiao Yuchen didn't pay attention to himself at all, Xue had no choice but to turn her attention to the ring.

The blade was already in front of him, and Feng Qiyan hurriedly moved the footwork under his feet. A golden bolt of spiritual power slashed out from the blade and brushed past his side. With a small hand and five fingers, the fiery red fire dance sword appeared in his hand, and the sword body was surging with red fire spiritual power. The small body turned flexibly, and with a backhand, the fire dancing sword and the long knife collided together.

Although Feng Qianyan is small, his strength is not small, and he is ...... Ge Hong only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the long knife buzzed, and he unconsciously took a few steps back.

"You're not gold?!" Ge Hong was surprised, the sword covered with fire spirit power was obviously fire!

"Yes!" Feng Tianyan stretched out his left hand and shook it, his little hand covered with a layer of golden gold spiritual power. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss Claw Book House" for free for the first time.