Sacred Devil

"You are looking for death!" Pu is looking at Feng Yaoyao with a chill in her eyes.

Feng Yaoyao didn't say anything. She just grasped the whip, looked at Puzheng and said, "bald ass, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have this strength."

Pu Zheng hears Feng Yaoyao's words, and his face is more fierce.

In the small Buddhist temple, although his strength can not be compared with Xuankong and xuanci, but he is also a very powerful existence, and his master is also a Buddhist practice in the period of Yuanying.

"Well, it's still the benefactor who teaches you!" Pu Zheng took a deep breath, and then directly waved his cane to Feng Yaoyao.

Feng Yaoyao took a deep breath, her eyes were still full of cold color, and there was no fear in her eyes.

The speed of the Zen stick is very fast, and the Zen stick also contains strong power, as if it can be broken with one blow.

Feng Yaoyao has a cool face and a thick cold color in her eyes.

"There is no trace in the water!" Just when the Zen stick was not far away from Feng Yaoyao, she could only be seen retreating like a running water, so that people could not catch her figure at all.

Flog!

Just as she retreated, the whip in her hand pulled out again.

When Pu Zheng raised his Zen stick, he directly resisted Feng Yaoyao's whip. However, his face was a little ugly. In terms of strength, he could crush Feng Yaoyao, but he was not good at speed. Just now, Feng Yaoyao showed a speed that was not comparable to him.

"Bald ass, the Buddhist skills of the little Buddhist temple are not like this. "Feng Yaoyao looked at Puzheng and sneered.

Pu Zheng took a deep breath. He inserted his Zen stick in front of him. His face was indifferent, and his hands were constantly imprinted.

"Buddha seal of heaven!" Pu Zheng yelled angrily, and the speed of his hands printing became much faster.

After a while, a statue of Buddha fell in the air and was suppressed by Feng Yaoyao.

Feng Yaoyao's spiritual power in his body was turned to the extreme. When he waved his whip gently, he saw ripples in the air.

And above the whip, there is a light ice blue.

Jiang Hao looks at the whip in Feng Yaoyao's hands, and his eyes are full of shock.

Sunflower Narcissus will be powerful not because it is immortal skill, it is powerful in sunflower water!

Sunflower water is the water of fairyland. It is said that only immortal can control the water of Dharma formula!

But now, there is a trace of sunflower water on the whip in Feng Yaoyao's hand!

Boom!

When the whip fell on the Buddha statue, the two forces suddenly exploded, and Feng Yaoyao was immediately affected by this energy and flew directly to the edge of the challenge arena.

She took a deep breath and began to wave the whip in her hand.

"Water curtain time!" Feng Yaoyao's whole body's spiritual power continuously surges to the long whip, then, a sunflower like ice blue water curtain appears on the whip.

"Kill!" In the formation of the water curtain, Feng Yaoyao gave a tender drink, and the water curtain instantly condensed on the whip and fell directly towards the common people.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Whip after whip, and Pu Zheng's expression is also a little pale, lift the Zen stick to resist.

After Feng Yaoyao waved more than ten whip in succession, the whole person was also a little weak. Pu Zheng looked at Feng Yaoyao, who was already a little weak. His momentum suddenly rose, and the Zen stick in his hand began to counter attack.

Boom!

The Zen stick falls on Feng Yaoyao, and Feng Yaoyao is suddenly knocked out, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.

However, after Feng Yaoyao was hit and flew, Puzheng did not leave his hand, but turned into a Buddha light and rushed directly in front of Feng Yaoyao, and a staff fell.

Poof!

Feng Yaoyao's blood spurted out, without the demeanor of the whip after whip.

Under the challenge arena, Ye Ling and others look at Feng Yaoyao with great heartache.

How old is she?

She's only thirteen years old!

Other people are 13 years old, may not be able to open up the spirit of the sea, even there are many big family children, still in the doting of their parents, but Feng Yaoyao is different.

She followed Jiang Hao's side and experienced several battles of life and death. She knew very well that in this world, the weak have no right to speak.

Jiang Hao had a calm face and no emotion in his eyes.

Feng Yaoyao was abused by Puzheng. He saw it in his eyes, but he remembered Puzheng.

If he had a chance, he would have killed Puzheng because he had injured Feng Yaoyao.

"Yao Yao, admit defeat." Jiang Hao took a deep breath and looked at Feng Yaoyao.

Feng Yaoyao stands up in confusion. Her clothes are red with blood. She turns and looks at Jiang Hao with a smile.

Puzheng did not make a move, but looked at Feng Yaoyao jokingly.

"Young master, I can do it." Feng Yaoyao's voice is very light, but full of firmness.

She can do it, because she doesn't want to lose, because she wants to keep up with Jiang Hao.

Feng Yaoyao finished, holding the whip in one hand and running the sunflower Narcissus.Pu is looking at Feng Yaoyao who doesn't retreat. Her eyes are also cold.

"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ungrateful." Pu is looking at Feng Yaoyao and says coldly.

Feng Yaoyao ignored him. She showed no trace of water and began to shuttle through the arena. Lin Tianjing, who had never made a move, looked at the two men's fight without any emotion in her eyes.

Neither Puzheng nor Feng Yaoyao chose to attack him, and he was willing not to attack him, waiting to see who would win.

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