First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 391: Red Cannon 5
Mobilizing so many monsters lightly, Feng Motian eliminated the master of all beasts with one hand, and did not do what others thought.

Listening to Feng Yunao and Qianyeli's praise, Emperor Mu smiled confidently and proudly: "Nanyuan is no richer than Tianqiong and Xingyu, and can only rely on self-improvement."

Feng Yunao and Qianyeli nodded lightly when they heard the words.

It is good to have abundant products, but unfortunately there are advantages and disadvantages.

Their two continents are far less powerful and warriors than Nanyuan's.

"There are only two, one is the three sources of spiritual power, and the other is the master of all beasts. I don't know how many surprises are waiting for us." After nodding slightly, Qianye looked back to the arena again.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Feng Yunao also looked over.

Emperor Mu knew that his people would never lose face, and he didn't mind the two emperors looking at it at all, but concealed his pride.

But when he glanced at the situation below, his face really couldn't be prouder.

Black, endless black.

The heat wave was noisy, and there were bursts of applause from the Emerald Palace. In the fierce autumn wind, it went straight to the blue clouds with the wind and floated to Kyushu.

The candidate selected by the wealthy Nanyuan family is not easy to be with.

Every shot was amazing.

The people who watched were dazzled and dizzy.

When the wind blows, the enthusiasm here is surging.

"It's a shame." The No.15 Nanyuan General Wang Lengtong sneered coldly, cupped his fists and bowed in all directions, and walked back to his own position amidst the loud applause.

After the fifteen contestants had finished their performances, only Helian Fengyun, a survivor from the ancient times, remained.

The fifteen contestants on the stage, even Feng Yufei, all looked at Fengyun, who had always been arrogant and lazy.

This person doesn't seem to have high spiritual power, but his entourage is ridiculously high, and it still seems mysterious. They want to see what good tricks this ancient survivor has.

The people on the stage looked at Fengyun, and after deafening applause, more than 30 Nanyuan people in the arena also looked at Fengyun.

As far as the eye can see, Fengyun suddenly becomes the center of all characters.

Feng Yun in the center of his gaze raised his eyelids lightly and slowly, and glanced at everyone with a half-smile.

That evil and lazy temperament was stretched to the limit by her.

(End of this chapter)