Feng Wuxie stood proudly in front of Shi Xiuwei with a victor's attitude, his robes fluttering and his figure upright, as majestic as a god of war.
However, he was only at the end of his strength, and thin beads of sweat kept oozing out from his forehead.
Even four heavenly mansions cannot collapse if they use so many vast-level mystical skills in succession.
But you can’t lose when it comes to temperament!
Shi Xiuwei trembled with a trembling mouth, a look of death on his face, and murmured: "I...I...lost!"
His originally majestic body was withering like an old tree at this moment, and his bright and captivating eyes slowly dimmed.
As the peerless genius of the Sword King Sect, he actually lost to an unknown person from the Black Evil Sect!
All his self-esteem was like a handful of broken glass under such a blow.
Not far away, the boys and girls saw this situation and were all frightened.
The shock that had not dissipated before was surging in my heart again.
Everyone looked at Shi Xiuwei, who was holding his broken arm, dumbfounded. They were both disciples of the Sword King Sect, so they were naturally very aware of Shi Xiuwei's fighting prowess...
In the entire Sword King Sect, there are very few talented people who can hold his head firmly.
However, he was defeated by a young man from the Black Evil Sect and even had one of his arms chopped off!
This sudden change really made everyone sweat secretly.
A pair of pairs of slightly trembling eyes looked at the murderous young man, as if they had fallen into an ice cave. A wave of fear came over them, chilling them from the top of their hearts to their toes.
"Senior Brother Shi!"
All the disciples were about to come over and help him.
"do not come!"
Shi Xiuwei had a cold face, covered his broken arm, and slowly raised his pale face.
"Why don't you kill me?"
He was not prepared for the sword strike just now, and the other party could definitely kill him.
However, the other party did not do that.
"Oh? Why do I want to kill you?"
Feng Wuxie asked back.
Shi Xiuwei's eyes were dark, and a sinister smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said solemnly: "Aren't you afraid of my revenge?"
"revenge?"
Feng Wuxie burst into laughter suddenly, changed the subject, and asked: "Only your Sword King Sect? Or your weak sword?"
Such harsh words pierced into Shi Xiuwei's heart like a sharp knife.
His sallow face suddenly lost all color, and his body could not stop shaking due to anger.
Shi Xiuwei slowly closed his eyes, "Although your Black Evil Sect has been ranked first in the Daqian Martial Arts for many years, how can our Sword King Sect be a fuel-efficient lamp?!"
"Tsk, tsk."
Feng Wuxie smacked his lips, "Do you know what our Black Evil Sect... said about your Sword King Sect?"
"How to say?"
Shi Xiuwei opened his eyes, and the light that suddenly burst out was as sharp as a sword.
"Listen carefully."
With a thought in mind, Feng Wuxie leaned slightly towards his ear and quietly lowered his voice.
"Those guys from the Sword King Sect think they are very strong, but in fact, their weak sword skills can't even scratch that little girl's bellyband!"
boom!
An uncontrollable anger suddenly surged from Shi Xiuwei's sides.
His eyes widened with anger, the veins on his forehead were moving crazily, and he stared at Feng Wuxie with gritted teeth, "You Black Evil Sect are too arrogant!"
"Don't rush, don't rush."
Feng Wuxie patted his shoulder and said calmly: "Don't accidentally make yourself angry!"
Shi Xiuwei said nothing, the muscles on his face were trembling, his eyes were bloodshot, and his excited look was full of undisguised murderous intent.
The swordsmanship that the Sword King Sect relied on the most was actually used as a laughing stock by these guys after dinner.
shame!
What a shame!
As soon as the blood boiled all over his body, the blood on the broken arm could no longer stop, flowing down to the ground along his covered fingers.
Um?
Feng Wuxie was a little stunned.
Is this... so angry?
However, why does this feeling of being a bad guy causing hatred suddenly feel so good? !
He patted Shi Xiuwei on the shoulder again, shook his head and sighed: "Brother, now that I have killed three people from your Sword King Sect, our grudges will be completely wiped out from now on."
Write it off?
Shi Xiuwei seemed to have heard a big joke, and a strange smile appeared on his pale face.
"Don't be angry. If you want to take revenge, I advise you to give up this idea!"
Feng Wuxie seemed to know what he was thinking. He slowly picked up the sword in his hand, put his fingers together, and gently passed through the sword body. He slightly squinted his eyes and looked at him, saying: "Although I will spare your life today, but , I don’t mind beheading you again, so don’t take other people’s sympathy for granted.”
Rao?
Sympathy? !
This act, which was like a charity, once again severely trampled on Shi Xiuwei's dignity.
He wanted to ask for death, but he was so filled with anger that he wanted to kill this guy with a thousand knives.
Seeing this, Feng Wuxie continued: "Next time you brighten your eyes, don't go after me, the Black Evil Sect. The painful price is not something you cats and dogs can afford!"
Shi Xiuwei's teeth were about to shatter.
"Oh... you know what to do!"
Feng Wuxie said a few words, turned around, shouldered his sword, and walked away with a cool look on his face.
When all the disciples saw Feng Wuxie strutting away, they all gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and their eyes were burning with angry flames.
As disciples of the largest sect in the north, when had they ever received such an insult? !
However, no one dared to stop him.
Even Senior Brother Shi had been defeated by him, so their strength was even less impressive.
Many boys and girls turned their heads and looked, seeing Shi Xiuwei's fierce face wrinkled, they hurriedly gathered around, supported him, and asked with concern: "Senior Brother Shi, how are you? Are you okay?! "
"roll!"
Shi Xiuwei's facial features were squeezed together ferociously, and he suddenly pushed everyone away, then dragged one arm and stood up unsteadily.
The expansion and tearing of spiritual emotions had completely overwhelmed his reason.
His red eyes were like a ferocious beast, staring at the back.
"Ghost Three!"
Shi Xiuwei shouted.
"What's the matter?"
Feng Wuxie paused.
Shi Xiuwei roared angrily: "Go and tell those arrogant guys that during the Daqian Martial Arts Competition, I, Shi Xiuwei, will kill all the pigs and dogs, so that they know what Sword King Sect is and what Sword King is." Zong’s sword!”
"Also, today's humiliation is irreconcilable. I will find you in the ancient secret realm."
Speaking of this, a strange and terrifying wave came out of his mouth like a storm.
"At that time, I will fight with you... to the death!"
The towering ancient trees around were making hunting noises, and countless birds and beasts fled in panic.
That angry roar, the unventable anger, rolled far away like thunder, making people's hearts tremble and their blood freeze!
Feng Wuxie shivered, her eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but shudder.
How much hatred must this be?
However, this... doesn't seem to have anything to do with my Lingxue Sect Feng Wuxie, right? !
Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie straightened her back and said with an indifferent expression: "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Remember the name Gui San. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to come at me, but don't take advantage of me." The other disciples of Sha Sect vent their anger!"
With that said, he stepped out.
The mountains are undulating and the forests are dense and green.
A tiny figure walked swaggeringly in the empty valley.
But behind that, there was a clank of iron words.
"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. I, the Stone Cultivator, will definitely fight against your Black Evil Sect!"
Hearing this, the young man stopped, took a deep breath, and looked ahead with sharp eyes.
"I'm waiting for you!"
