Chapter 89
"Feng Xiang strike."

Amidst the fighting green sword energy, Feng Qingge's clear voice sounded.

"Chirp."

A loud phoenix cry soared into the sky, turned into a blurred afterimage, and rushed straight to Yun Chuheng.

"Feng Yu." Yun Chuheng shouted in a low voice.

A turquoise mask suddenly appeared in front of Yun Chuheng, and just after the mask was lifted, the blurred shadow of a phoenix roared towards him.

laugh…

chi chi...

Amidst bursts of teeth-stinging rubbing sounds, the sharp phoenix shadow and the green mask collided with each other, making a fierce "chi chi" sound, refusing to budge an inch.

In the light mask, Yun Chuheng looked at the blurred phoenix shadow outside with an ugly expression.From his position, wisps of white smoke were rising from where the two collided.

On the originally smooth and firm mask, a small, barely visible crack gradually appeared, and gradually expanded rapidly.

"If you're a man, don't hide in a turtle cover."

Outside the mask, Feng Qingge opened her mouth with a clear voice.

And proudly raised his head...

"Break it for me."

click...

Kaka Kaka…

There was a series of shattering sounds of the mask, and within a few short breaths, the turquoise mask was densely covered with cracks.

boom!
Bang bang bang!
The turquoise mask shattered, revealing Yun Chuheng's slightly pale face.

boom!
Everyone around the square let out a burst of commotion.

what happened?

Didn't it mean that this Feng Qingge is a waste of spiritual power?
How could it be possible to break through His Highness King Heng's defense?
"Gollum."

Above the square, there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

Those people who were bribed by Chuning all shrank their necks, and while no one was paying attention, quickly oiled the soles of their feet... and slipped away.

On the square, Yun Chuheng looked at the unparalleled woman opposite with complicated eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief.

why…

Why did it take only seven days...

This woman...

Has reached a height that can rival him?
Is it...

This time...was he really wrong?
Yun Chuheng looked at the white clothes in front of him, and suddenly his mind was in a trance.

as if…

Something important is being missed by him...

Want to save again...

But never again.

"Cousin, come on, you will definitely defeat this trash."

Chu Ning screamed furiously, looking at the unharmed Feng Qingge opposite, his face was contorted to the extreme.

this crap...

What kind of sorcery did this trash use?
Yun Chuheng was shocked all over, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Forcing himself to restrain his mind, Yun Chuheng looked at Feng Qingge on the opposite side with fixed eyes, and tightly pursed the corners of his lips.

"You're strong... But that's it."

Yun Chuheng slowly raised his hand...

"Three thousand whirlwinds."

Amidst the calm and low voice, the vigorous green sword energy suddenly gathered on the palm of the hand, and a group of extremely fast whirlwinds gradually condensed and formed.

"Three Thousand Whirlwinds...Look, it's His Highness King Heng's Three Thousand Whirlwinds."

"Oh my god, His Royal Highness King Heng even used the three thousand Whirlwind Slash to deal with that trash."

"I heard that it is the top-level kung fu of the Huang class, even comparable to some of the mysterious kung fu."

Amidst bursts of exclamations, Feng Qingge sneered.

"Is it a yellow-level exercise?"

Unbelievable...

Her kung fu is just a little higher than his.

"Seven tactics of the phoenix dance, Feng Shan."

Feng Qingge moved her feet, and her graceful figure disappeared instantly.

"Look, why is that Feng Qingge gone?"

There were bursts of shouts.

Chuning stood up abruptly: "Where's that useless man?"

(End of this chapter)

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