Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 397
Can't you give it a good time?

If he rushed over to make a move, Feng Xingying would definitely disappear again.

But if he didn't do anything, would he be beaten by that rabbit for nothing?
Feng Xingying was there, but he couldn't do anything.This is the most depressing thing about Yuwen Ximing's fighting spirit.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Feng Xingying said suddenly: "As a friendly diplomatic relationship, I will give you a chance to admit defeat."

"If you have the ability, don't enter the space!" Yu Wenximing said ruthlessly.

In fact, if he said this, he had already lost.

After all, everyone on the Dou Lingtai shows their magical powers, your cultivation level is higher than yours, and others have Lingbao.Not convinced?If you are not convinced, you can do it too.

Equipment is also a part of strength.

But Feng Xingying still nodded: "As long as you swear that you won't take the initiative to admit defeat, I won't enter the space."

"it is good!"

He had just finished speaking when he saw Feng Xingying move.

It has long been heard that Feng Xingying is good at martial arts and graceful.

Unexpectedly, he was really lucky to meet him today, and couldn't help but sigh—it's more beautiful than the most beautiful dance!

It's a pity that such a beautiful movement is not for appreciation.

Feng Xingying had already reached in front of him and kicked him to the ground.

Click, crisp sound, is the sound of Yu Wenximing's broken leg.

Yuwen Ximing was puzzled, how did Feng Xingying break through his spirit shield?
When he wanted to condense his spiritual power, he discovered a terrible thing, his spiritual power disappeared!

I have never encountered such a terrible thing in my life.

The basis for the existence of a spiritual being is spiritual power.

If there is no spiritual power, what is the difference between him and ordinary people?
Without spiritual power, Yuwen Ximing felt unprecedented despair and panic.

At the same time, the watermelon spewed out a mouthful of flames, knocking the poor little black panther out of the Dou Lingtai.

"Hmph, who said that our tortoises are only good at defense? I am the master's spirit beast." The tortoise looked arrogant, and it shrunk down to the size of an ordinary dirt dog again, and lay down at Feng Xingying's feet: "Master, fuck me."

Please don't be ambiguous!

Feng Xingying really wanted to beat up the red-skinned turtle.

But still, obediently on the ground, the back of the watermelon.

Mounts are for sitting on.

It was only then that Yuwen Ximing found out sadly that Feng Xingying had been showing mercy to him all along!No, it was a deliberate trick.

With Feng Xingying's own formidable strength and this terrifying spirit turtle, she could obviously make a splash, but she chose to grind him to death.

"By the way, when you started, your eyes told me that you wanted to make me beg for mercy. Is that right?" Feng Xingying sat on the turtle's back in a good mood and walked around.

Yuwen Ximing half-kneeled on the ground with a look of distress.refused to speak.

He also wanted to stand, but his leg bones were broken.

"Sesame, don't you want to teach him a lesson? It's all thanks to you that he became like this. Now is the harvest season."

"Oh yeah~!~~" Zhima cheered and jumped to beat Yuwen Ximing.

Zhima's hands and feet are not heavy, and can't kill anyone. There is a little pain, but not very painful.

But, shame!
Such shame made Yuwen Ximing have the urge to commit suicide.

His fourth brother couldn't stand it for a long time, and yelled in the audience: "Is this how your Dali Kingdom treats allies? Feng Xingying, please stop, or I will go to war against Dali Kingdom when I go back."

Feng Xingying's eyes dimmed.

He reached out and tapped Yuwen Ximing a few times.

"Okay, Zhima is tired too. Go down." Feng Xingying waved his hand.

Yuwen Ximing stared at Feng Xingying, spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and fainted on the Dou Lingtai.

(End of this chapter)