God-Level Exchange System

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After the next moment reacted, Yan Wenwen immediately turned around and ran.

Behind Yan Wenwen, the gold net on Song Fei’s body was turned into a drop of golden liquid under the burning of the purple flames and dropped to the ground.

Song Fei looked at Yan Wenwen’s back laughed heartily: “Yan Wenwen, ah Yan Wenwen, let your agency do whatever it takes, you still lose the face of the Phoenix Clan family.”

Yan Wenwen was so angry that she turned back and yelled. When she turned back, she saw Song Fei’s silhouette suddenly getting bigger and closer to her, and next moment was near her body.

The words of cursing were swallowed back into the stomach by Yan Wenwen. At this moment, she was scared to death, and there was still a curse in her mind.

“Hahaha, escape, can you escape my palm?” Song Fei laughed, next moment, a silhouette suddenly passed Yan Wenwen’s body, blocking her way.

Yan Wenwen’s body stopped suddenly, and her face was full of horror. Yan Wenwen gritted her teeth and shouted.

Song Fei sneered, looking down at Yan Wenwen, next moment right hand palms raised high.

“Pa!” A clear sound sounded, and Song Fei slapped her slap on Yan Wenwen’s smooth face like sheep fat, and fanned her body directly from the midair into the ring under 1000 meters, then on her The entire lovable body rolls out a distance of several hundred meters on the platform.

Song Fei’s body flew down and turned into a lightning-like firelight in the direction of Yan Wenwen.

“Wenwen!” Long Xinhang shouted, rushing towards Yan Wenwen with all his speed.

“Bang!” Song Fei hit the ring with a violent force like a meteor, and a huge impact caused a huge earthquake on the ring.

At the next moment, Song Fei squinted his eyes and raised his head slightly, the silhouette of Long Xinhang in the sight became bigger and bigger.

To the right of Song Fei, Tang Hao’s voice came: “Yue Tianyu, you’re a little too much.”

Tang Hao’s speed is naturally faster than Long Xinhang. Although Song Fei didn’t look at him, he noticed that he was close to himself.

The flames of red on Tang Hao ’s fairy swords were tumbling, and Tang Hao was driven to chop Song Fei’s chest.

Song Fei said disdainfully, “Is it excessive? The disciples of your powerful forces are not particular about weak are prey to the strong? Now I will return this principle to you, Laozi’s fist is the boss.”

While speaking, Song Fei punched out. Although there is no blessing from Celestial Immortal, at this moment Song Fei’s fleshhy body is not weaker than Celestial Immortal. This fist burst is enough to fight Tang Hao’s sword.

The Iron Fist carrying the purple flame banged directly on Tang Hao’s fairy sword, and directly blasted out the sword.

Tang Hao stepped forward, and took back the flying fairy sword in his hand, and continued to move towards Song Fei as he moved.

“It’s stupid to dare to fight with me so close.” Song Fei said with a sneer, grabbing Yan Wenwen’s hair with his left hand, his right fist burst into 3 fists to Tang Hao’s chest.

Tang Hao complexion slightly changed, subconsciously crossing the sword across his chest, resisting the strikes of Song Fei Iron Fist.

3 After the punch, Tang Hao’s entire body was blasted out by Song Fei forcibly, and he slid a long distance on the ring, directly to the edge of the ring.

Song Fei no longer paid attention to Tang Hao, but grabbed Yan Wenwen’s hair and put her whole person in front of her eyes, coldly: “It seems you will never learn a lesson.”

“Sister Wen, Yue Tianyu, give me a hand.” Long Xinhang approached, Xianjian came out and stabbed at Song Fei’s head.

“Dangdang!” The fairy sword stabbed on Song Fei’s head, sparks radiate all around, but the Celestial Immortal-level fairy sword was ejected.

Song Fei turned his head and said: “Just seized a fairy sword, didn’t expect and a Celestial Immortal sword, it is indeed Dragon Race, and it is really rich.”

The flying fairy sword was recruited back by Long Xinhang. At this moment, Long Xinhang had approached Song Fei’s body, holding the fairy sword and piercing Song Fei’s temple fiercely.

“Yue Tianyu, if Wenmei has 3 longs and 2 shorts, I will never forgive you.” Long Xinhang shouted.

Song Fei’s eyes disdain, said with a sneer: “It’s really an emotion, but unfortunately your affection can’t move me.”

The stabbed fairy sword was fast and swift, but Song Fei under the sword tip slowly extended two fingers.

“Ding!”

The tip of the sword was pinched by 2 fingers, but it was completely motionless as if it had taken root in Song Fei’s hands. Long Xinhang wanted to pull out the sword and then stabbed it, but he took several consecutive strokes, almost flushing his face. Xian Jian was still unable to draw the slightest from the two fingers of Song Fei.

Song Fei lightly said: “This fairy sword is also good. You can exchange it for your Wenmei.”

The right hand of Song Fei ’s right index finger flicked on the sword, and the sense of divine floating on the immortal sword was swept away instantly. The huge seismic force shocked the whole person of Long Xinhang and flew out, even spitting Blood.

Long Xinhang’s fairy sword was put into the Storage Ring, but Song Fei set his sights on Yan Wenwen, who was holding by his left hand.

Yan Wenwen’s hair has been completely scattered by Song Fei, and the red 5 fingerprints on her face have completely lost her previous beauty and coldness.

Being picked up by Song Fei, Yan Wenwen broke free a few times and found that he couldn’t get rid of them, then stared at Song Fei fiercely with vicious eyes.

“Pa!” Song Fei slaps it over, drawing Yan Wenwen’s distorted face to the other side.

Yan Wenwen turned her head and waited for Song Fei to look like a gnashing teeth.

“Pa!” Song Fei threw away again and threw it on Yan Wenwen’s face, pulling Yan Wenwen’s face to the other side.

“Yue Tianyu!” Yan Wenwen continued to turn around and shouted.

“Bang bang bang!” Song Fei went on to pay 3 more slaps.

“Yue Tianyu!” Yan Wenwen said with a swollen face, unyielding.

“Bang bang bang!” Song Fei calmly took another 3 slaps.

“Sister Wen!” Long Xinhang continued to rush over, Song Fei straightened, pinned on Long Xinhang’s chest, and gave him out.

Immediately, one silhouette flew from Song Fei’s direction and smashed into Long Xinhang’s body. The injured Long Xinhang instinctively wanted to avoid it, but after seeing the master of this body, Long Xinhang immediately took a meal, the body without the slightest. Hesitation flew out, holding the flying body in his arms.

“Sister Wen, are you okay?” Long Xinhang cried, holding the lovable body. Yan Wenwen in his arms, however, had 2 eyes without eyes, his hair was messed, and his face had left several traces of 5 fingers. The blow of this time is probably the biggest one in her life.

Jiang Ling and the others were in the sky. Looking at it all, they looked at Song Fei with a guilty conscience, fortunately they didn’t speak, otherwise they would be better off with Yan Wenwen in the end.

At this moment, Song Fei is truly jealous of them. They no longer dare to treat Song Fei as an ordinary Loose Cultivator. In order to reverse this concept, they paid an extremely expensive price.