Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Liu Fengjiao kept shouting, and Song Ming's forehead was dripping with sweat. In the end, Song Ming consumed too much, and the giant tortoise's blue sea of ​​light was finally collided with Liu Feng's silver sword, but at this moment, Liu Feng's face was also white, and there were many times on his clothes. The crack cut by the blade.

She narrowed her eyes, and the giant sword rushed towards Song Ming. Song Ming's complexion changed drastically, and his figure immediately slid into the tortoise's head from the front and directly into the tortoise's mouth. The hard tortoise shell knocked back the three swords, and she was so angry that her face turned blue and white.

"Okay! Don't fight anymore." Mo Xingchen's cold voice sounded, and Liu Feng put her sword aside after being startled, with a bit of reconciliation in her eyes.

Song Ming came out of the tortoise's mouth intact, and put the giant tortoise into the contract ring again.

Mo Xingchen turned his head to look at the three elders and said, "Three elders, who do you think can compete?"

"Song Ming, at least he won't lose, at least he will win." Elder Qi frowned and said.

"In terms of strength, Liu Feng should win." Elder Li also frowned.

Everyone looked at Elder Le, who shook his head and said, "I think both of them are good, each with their own strengths, it's really hard to choose one, young master, you should decide."

Mo Xingchen frowned coldly, looked at the two people on the stage, and Liu Feng suddenly said: "Young master, if the battle continues, I believe that I can break through Captain Song's defense against the tortoise, please give the next competition to me, young master." Opportunity, do something for Gulou."

Song Ming also said anxiously: "The defense of the war turtle is not so easy to break through, not to mention that even if it breaks through, I have recovered my energy, and I believe I will have the strength to fight. I hope the young master can give me the qualification for this competition."

Both of them really wanted to participate, after all, it represented the honor of Gu Lou, and with Mo Xingchen leading the team, they felt that it was impossible to lose.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously unable to make up their minds, and suddenly the discussion started, and the four subordinates were chatting softly in the distance.

"I think both elder sister Liu Feng and elder brother Song Ming can participate, as long as the Fan girl doesn't participate?"

"That's right, no matter how powerful Miss Fan is, she can't be taller than these two. I don't know why the young master made such a decision this time."

"Tell me, is this Vatican girl the young master's beloved girl?"

"It doesn't matter if it's the girl you love, the young master should think about Gu Lou, or else you'd be too sorry for our brothers."

"Stop talking nonsense, the young master is not such a person. I think the young master must have his own ideas. Although the young master is young, he has the decisiveness and wit of an adult. Don't talk nonsense."

"That's not what we mean. We just let everyone see the strength of Miss Fan. I think she is only at this age, and she is probably not as good as Miss Le." . . . . .

The four people on this side were whispering, and Fan Tianluo on the other side looked at Mo Xingchen. Mo Xingchen was watching the two people on the stage with tangled brows, and suddenly turned to look at her. Seeing that she was looking at him, he showed almost An invisible smile.

"Let Big Sister Liu compete this time!" Mo Xingchen's eyes suddenly became firm.

After Song Ming was taken aback, disappointment immediately appeared on his face, and he looked at Fantianluo unwillingly, but he still didn't speak.

"Brother Song, do you have any opinions?" Mo Xingchen asked, staring into his eyes.

Song Ming's eyes flickered, and suddenly he raised his head and said, "Young Master, please allow me to challenge Miss Fan. If I lose, I have nothing to say, otherwise, I will not accept it!"