Evolutionary Plunder System: From A Snake

Many Xuantian sword sect disciples present were young and vigorous.

As inner disciples, they are extremely proud.

Now, hearing the humiliating words of the disciples of Feiying mountain villa, many young people of Xuantian sword sect look very angry and gnash their teeth one by one.

"You bastards are deceiving people too much!"

"Who says we dare not compete? You are rubbish! "

"Yes, we Xuantian sword sect are not afraid of your flying eagle villa!"

“……”

For a moment, many disciples of Xuantian sword sect were so angry that they had already confused their reason. They completely forgot the gap between the two sides and fought back loudly.

Hearing the words of many disciples of Xuantian sword sect, Feng Ke's eyes coagulated slightly, and a strange color of conspiracy succeeded flashed in his eyes.

The answer of the disciples of Xuantian sword sect is exactly what he would like to see.

As for Yang Jieer, hearing the words of many companions behind her, she felt a thump in her heart, raising a bad premonition.

She felt that her side seemed to have been hit by the pit dug by the group of people in Feiying villa.

"Do you want to compete? Wheel fights? Interesting! "

Among the crowd, Zhang Lingfeng looked calm, touched his chin and muttered.

Just then, Feng Ke said to Yang Jieer with a smile:

"Girl, you can see that your martial brothers seem happy to compete with my martial brothers.

In that case, I think you will agree for the sake of the reputation of Xuantian sword sect?

Otherwise, wouldn't it appear that your disciples of Xuantian sword sect are really paper tigers and afraid of my disciples of Feiying villa? "

Feng Ke's words were so skillful that Yang Jieer's retreat was blocked.

You can't let her refuse.

If she doesn't agree, Xuantian sword sect will really lose face and hair.

This is tantamount to being soft in disguise, which is even more humiliating than asking them to apologize.

"You..."

Yang jie'er suddenly showed a touch of anger when she heard the speech.

She is so clever that she doesn't know what Feng Ke's ghost idea is.

But now, a group of martial brothers of Xuantian sword sect have stepped into the pit dug by the group of people in Feiying villa, making it difficult for her to ride a tiger for a while.

Yang Jieer naturally knows the strength of a group of martial brothers of Xuantian sword sect.

The martial brothers who came with him to perform the task this time didn't have very strong cultivation. They were all in Chongxu territory, five to seven.

However, the overall strength of the disciples in Feiying mountain villa is more than seven in Chongxu territory, which is much stronger than the disciples of Xuantian sword sect.

Even if she promised to let the disciples of Xuantian sword sect compete with the disciples of Feiying mountain villa.

The final result is that Xuantian sword sect will lose.

Until then, they still have to apologize.

But at this point, even if they don't want to compete, as Feng Ke said, they will also lose face to the extreme.

For a moment, Yang Jieer was also in a dilemma, hesitating and struggling to the extreme.

"Eldest martial sister, these guys of flying eagle villa have bullied us. If we don't agree again, we'll be a little unreasonable."

Just as Yang Jieer was thinking, a calm and calm voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

As soon as Yang Jieer was frozen in her heart, she subconsciously looked at her side and found that a beautiful young man had come to her with a smile on her face.

The young man is no other than Zhang Lingfeng.

Seeing Zhang Lingfeng, Yang Jieer's beautiful eyes brightened.

By the way, she ignored this guy.

The guy in front of me took her three moves at the beginning, all without damage.

And up to now, she can't see through Zhang Lingfeng's cultivation.

If Zhang Lingfeng shot, maybe this time, Xuantian sword sect didn't have a chance to win.

After all, the rules of competition formulated by Feng Ke can carry out wheel fights.

For a moment, Yang Jieer's heart also lit up hope.

After taking a deep breath, she threw away her thoughts, stared at the young man in front of her, and said softly, "younger martial brother Zhang, are you sure?"

"If elder martial sister wants me to do it, it's easy for me to deal with these crooked melons and cracked dates."

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Lingfeng said carelessly.

When he said these words, although his voice was very calm, it contained a sense of peerless frivolity.

You know, the overall strength of the disciples of Feiying villa is still quite strong.

The weakest disciples of Feiying mountain villa have reached Qizhong in Chongxu territory.

But these people, in Zhang Lingfeng's eyes, are called crooked melon and split jujube.

This makes the disciples of Feiying villa can't stand this grievance.

"Damn smelly boy, you want to die!"

"Little rabbit, where do you come from? You dare to be so arrogant and arrogant. You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue."

"Little bastard, get down on your knees and apologize to us. Otherwise, I will let you know the end of offending us!"

“……”

As Zhang Lingfeng's voice fell, the disciples of Feiying villa all looked gloomy, looked a little angry and roared.

At the same time, a surging momentum surged out from the whole body of these people and oppressed Zhang Lingfeng.

These people are all of good cultivation, and their momentum is united. Their prestige is still quite terrible and amazing.

If ordinary timid people are faced with such a battle, I'm afraid the souls of the dead who have already fallen will take risks and be frightened.

However, in the face of the oppression of these people, Zhang Lingfeng still looked very calm, and even his smile did not diminish at all.

Now Zhang Lingfeng has a separate cultivation, but he has reached the realm of life and death.

In the face of the momentum of a group of martial artists in the empty territory, he will not be affected at all, and he even despises it in his heart.

"What do you guys want? If you want to bully less with more, come at me! "

At this time, Yang Jieer, standing next to Zhang Lingfeng, with her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, also released a momentum, offsetting the momentum of the disciples of Feiying mountain villa to oppress Zhang Lingfeng.

Aware of Yang Jieer's terrible momentum at the level of life and death, the disciples of Feiying mountain villa suddenly turned white and stepped back a few steps subconsciously.

The martial arts at the level of life and death are not what they can compete with.

There is still a big gap between their cultivation and those who practice martial arts in the realm of life and death.

Therefore, in front of Yang Jieer, the disciples of Feiying villa dare not be careless.

"Please calm down, girl. Now I've given you so much time to think about it. I wonder if you Xuantian sword sect would like to compete with me in Feiying villa? "

A silent Feng Ke, at this time, released a momentum, offset Yang Jieer's momentum, smiled and said.

While talking, Feng Ke glanced at Zhang Lingfeng.

Seeing Zhang Lingfeng's beautiful face and eyes, but his whole body was filled with a sense of commonness and nothing strange. Feng Ke was surprised to see that there was nothing strange.

Look, this guy is not like a hidden expert. Why does the woman of Xuantian sword sect attach so much importance to this smelly boy?

Feng Ke felt puzzled.