Chapter 697 What a pity

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Feng Feicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips curved just right, with three points of evil charm and three points of provocation.

"Xia Qingyuan" was furious, a strong man would never allow his majesty to be challenged.

He suddenly raised his hand and launched an attack that was several times more powerful than before. The aura, mixed with turbid black air, was like a dragon, sprinting angrily in the sky, and then rushed straight to Fengfei City's face.

Feng Feicheng's body froze, as if he couldn't dodge in time, he barely avoided the vital points, but he was still injured by the black air, his body became unstable in mid-air, and he fell down quickly.

He was already seriously injured, but now that he fell from such a high place, the degree of physical damage may be too great.

Of course "Xia Qingyuan" would not let this kind of thing happen, the muddy aura suddenly appeared, supporting the falling speed of Fengfei City, and finally, it slowly landed on the ground.

But he was half lying on the ground, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, it seemed that he was too injured to stand up again.

"Xia Qingyuan" also landed on the ground, walked over step by step, and frowned involuntarily when he saw the blood stains at the corner of Feng Feicheng's mouth.

Hope it doesn't hurt too much.

"Does it hurt?"

His deliberately lowered voice became hoarse, like the sound of something heavy rubbing against a stone slab.

There was still a hint of complacency in the tone, and the words he said seemed extraordinarily perverted: "Don't worry, you won't be in pain soon."

As he walked, the legs under his waist made a crackling sound, which was the sound of bones breaking.

"Xia Qingyuan" frowned even more fiercely, he really had enough of this body.

He raised his head and looked towards Feng Feicheng, his snow-white eyeballs were slightly red because of the excessive heat.

This pair of skins will soon be his.

After waiting for so many years, I finally got a satisfactory skin.

Feng Feicheng looked at him expressionlessly, his face didn't change at all as he approached step by step, the corners of his mouth still had a very slight curvature, but in the dark red pupils, there were traces of coldness. It seems that there is nothing.

Seeing Feng Feicheng's expression, "Xia Qingyuan" felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He was obviously seriously injured and fell to the ground, so why was he still so calm?

He stared hard, and the white eyeballs almost fell out.

In order not to have long nights and dreams, he decided to discard this rotten skin now, and take this man's perfect body back.

"Xia Qingyuan" couldn't wait any longer, and immediately discarded this dilapidated and foul-smelling body, and then used the forbidden technique to forcibly expel the spirit of Fengfei City from his body, and then proceeded to seize the body.

He has been preparing for this time for two years.

Abandoning that fleshy body that was about to rot into bones, he felt much better all over his body, but he was so excited that he didn't even notice when someone appeared behind him.

After coming out of Xia Qingyuan's physical body, Feng Feicheng and Tong Shiying who quietly appeared behind the soul body finally saw his original appearance clearly.

His soul body is not like the soul of ordinary cultivators. It is transparent. His soul body is very clear. At first glance, he thought it was actually a person.

Wearing a dark long gown and brocade clothes, he is very tall and handsome, with long hair reaching his waist. Tong Shiying is standing behind him, and his facial features cannot be seen, but he can also imagine that this must be an extremely beautiful man.

Pity.

(End of this chapter)

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