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Chapter 858 The Battle of the Two Gods (2)

Wanyan saw that Feng Nagi's arm was holding the bracelet, which looked slender and white, which was suitable for "bright wrist frosted with snow".

In fact, if you look closely, you can see that it is full of well-proportioned and strong muscles.

And above the muscles, Wanyan took a closer look and found that Feng Naifu's arm was covered with wounds.

Wanyan was very familiar with that wound, she had seen it on Sister Sapphire - the punishment of stripping the feathers.

Wanyan was a little surprised.

Feng Zun is already the supreme of the Feng Clan, but she has also been punished by stripping her feathers?
After a moment of astonishment, Wanyan didn't have time to think deeply, because Jingshi Jialan and Feng Naifu were fighting fiercely, and more than a hundred moves had been made between lightning and flint.

Meeting opponents at chess, this is an experience that has not been experienced for a long time for the two who have been at the top for a long time.

During the tense and fierce battle at this moment, the hearts of both of them sank slightly.

Jing Shijialan thought to himself that he had the seal of Ku Zhuan on his body and more than half of Jing Shi Maha's skill, so he could fight Feng Nai Fu evenly.

Feng Naifu only relied on himself, what kind of innate talent he had, and what kind of hard work he had put in for so many years to reach such a state.

And Feng Nagi Fu also felt a chill in his heart.

After fighting with the Feng army for so long and defeating the eight generals with one force, he can still be on par with me.

Jing Shajialan, is it really a mountain that cannot be climbed?
For a moment, above the clouds, the powers of Ziwei Tianhuo and the eight star palaces were all firing together, colliding and impacting continuously, and the burst of brilliance made the sun lose its light.

Wanyan thought that the two would have to fight for several days and nights before they could decide the winner.

However, after fighting for a quarter of an hour, Jing Shijialan already had a general understanding of Feng Naifu's skills. When he struck with a sword, he suddenly transmitted his voice with determination, seemingly without a head and no tail:

"Feng Naifu, tell me, does Xuan Wanyan think you look familiar?"

Feng Naifu frowned upon hearing this, gritted his teeth and said nothing, but when receiving the sword, his strength became obviously more ruthless.

Jing Shijialan was very talkative, and continued:
"If Xuan Wanyan knew that the person who betrayed Yanwei's Jiuying identity, the person who took Xuan Wanshu to manage the government and indirectly killed her, the person who poisoned and murdered Rong Jin, and the person who used her trust to ruin her family The person is her dearest Sister Sapphire.

You said, could it be you instead of me who she has accumulated power and tried to kill with all her might? "

The two swords were in a stalemate, no matter how hard Feng Nagi tried, Jing Shijialan remained motionless.

"Do you think I don't know? If you have evidence, or if Yan'er believed what you said, you would have told her a long time ago, how can you wait until now?"

Feng Nagi Fu sneered, Ziwei Tianhuo in his palm was even worse, he pushed the sword half a finger forward.

Although she said she didn't care, Feng Nagi's hand holding the sword clearly trembled a little.

Jing Shijialan looked at Feng Nai Fu with a calm expression on his face, but the strength in his hand was like an iron curtain, and pushed back the half finger that Feng Nai Fu had just pushed out, saying:
"If you dare, try."

"You!" Feng Naifu's beautiful eyes were full of fire, and she glared at Jing Shijialan angrily, hating herself for not being able to swallow him alive.

Jing Shijialan just looked at Feng Nagifu quietly, the eyes that were so calm that there was no provocation was the biggest provocation.

For a moment, Jing Shijialan and Feng Naifu were in a stalemate, and the hostility overflowing from their bodies was sharper than the sword hanging between them.

There was a stalemate like this for an unknown period of time, and in the end, it was Feng Nagifu who withdrew the sword first.

Jing Shijialan guessed right, Feng Nagifu didn't believe him, but he didn't dare to bet.

Wanyan, who was watching from the side, didn't know what happened, but Feng Naifu, who was clearly evenly matched with Jing Shijialan, suddenly withdrew her sword.

"Miss Xuan..." Feng Nai straightened up and wanted to walk towards Wanyan, but was blocked by Jing Shijialan's horizontal sword, so she could only stand far away, sighed, and said sincerely:

"Don't worry, I will take you away."

After the fierce battle, Feng Nagi's hair was a little lost, and the dignity and refinement of the high-ranking people were a little less, and more casual beauty.

Wanyan looked at Feng Nagifu at this time, unexpectedly felt somewhat familiar.

After finishing speaking, Feng Nagifu turned and left without waiting for Wanyan's answer.

As soon as Feng Nai helped her away, Wanyan could only face Jing Shijialan by herself.

Jing Shijialan didn't take Wanyan back immediately, but approached Wanyan step by step.

Wanyan looked at the ground and listened to Shi Jialan's footsteps, as if she heard her own death knell.

Jing Shijialan walked slowly, stood in front of Wanyan, looked at Wanyan's head in silence for a moment, and then asked coldly:

"Why are you leaving?"

This voice was obviously more heartbroken than angry.

It's a pity that Wanyan didn't hear it, and answered in silence.

Jing Shijialan suppressed his anger, and said:
"Do you know who Feng Naifu is and what kind of heart is she? You dare to follow her?"

After all, Jing Shi Jialan pinched Wanyan's chin, forcing Wanyan to look up at herself, and asked word by word:

"Xuan Wanyan, do you dare to believe anyone as long as they can take you away from me?"

Wanyan's chin was pinched so painfully that her eyes turned red subconsciously.

But in the red eyes, there is only death.

Wanyan did not answer Jing Shijialan's question, but said with difficulty and calmly:
"I have nothing to say, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

"you!"

Wanyan didn't even explain, she just squeezed all her breath into Jing Shijialan's heart, and her teeth were about to be crushed.

If Wanyan was jumping around and making noise with a blushing face, Jing Shijialan might not be so sad and angry.

But Wanyan just happened to be like this, with a calmness full of resentment, just like a soldier who was captured by the enemy and died for his country wholeheartedly.

But in fact, although Wanyan looked fearless, she was also a little bit worried.

Now that the wedding has been completed, Jing Shijialan is not afraid of going against the destiny of heaven and being condemned by heaven, and has a child as heir.

Now she is of no value to Jing Shijialan, more like a hot potato who doesn't know how to deal with it.

And today, it was Wanyan who ran away first, and Jing Shijialan could do it, let her die here quietly.

Therefore, the moment she saw Jing Shijialan catching up, Wanyan was already ready to die here.

However, the four eyes met, Wanyan was clearly burned by the anger in Jing Shijialan's eyes, and her heart was panicked.

But after waiting for a long time, Jing Shijialan just gritted his teeth and said:
"Don't be reckless. When I get back, I'll settle your score with you again!"

Saying that, Jing Shijialan pinched Wanyan's face and shook it, turned around and left.

Ok?
Wanyan almost staggered from the fall, but suddenly raised her head to look at Jing Shijialan's back in surprise, full of disbelief.

He won't kill me?
Jing Shijialan felt that Wanyan hadn't followed, and when she turned her head again, there was already an obvious sullen look on her face.

(End of this chapter)