Mu Mingxuan took the sword bravely and was forced to retreat several feet. He felt the pain coming from the tiger's mouth and was shocked!
Didn't it mean that Feng Qiwang's hand was injured and difficult to heal, and his strength was greatly damaged?
Why haven't I seen any deterioration in his strength?
He was both shocked and suspicious. He looked at Feng Qi's eyes in front of him with uncertainty, and had a vague feeling that he had miscalculated this time.
But the matter has come to this, and he has no way out.
Mu Mingxuan had no choice but to tighten his grip on the sword in his hand, raised the sword again and faced him forward, fighting with Feng Qiwang.
However, Feng Qiwang, whose strength was severely damaged by the difficulty in recovering from his injury, became more and more courageous as he fought. He directly suppressed Mu Mingxuan and completely suppressed him!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mu Mingxuan is no match for him.
Under the ring.
All the Xuanming Sect disciples couldn't help but talk about it, "What's going on? Senior Brother Feng's hand is fine at all!"
"So strong, worthy of Senior Brother Feng!"
"Has Senior Brother Feng's hand recovered?"
Everyone looked confused and curious, staring at the arena above where Feng Qiwang suppressed Mu Mingxuan unilaterally, beating him until he was unable to fight back.
Ye Zhizhi, who was also standing in the crowd, looked at Feng Qiwang whose strength had greatly increased and could be called violent above the ring. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. It seemed that bringing Mo Chuanlan here today was the right decision. Mo Chuanlan's medicine was surprisingly effective. Good.
Mu Mingxuan is unlucky, but Ye Zhizhi is happy!
Yu Wansha, who was standing next to her, looked at Feng Qiwang who was killing everyone above the ring with a look of surprise, "Elder brother is so strong!"
"Your Highness is so powerful!" Yu Wansha turned her head and looked at Ye Zhizhi with adoring eyes, "Your Highness really has a clever plan. Senior Brother's strength is not retreating but advancing!"
That's right, after being manipulated by Ye Zhizhi and being stimulated by Mo Chuanlan, Feng Qiwang's cultivation level soared to a small level!
Ye Zhizhi said honestly and modestly: "I didn't expect the effect to be so good."
Mo Chuanlan on the side heard this and sneered: "Feng Qi Wang, that's nothing more than that!"
Hearing this, Ye Zhizhi raised her eyes and glanced at him, but didn't say anything. It was inappropriate to say anything at this time, so it would be better not to say anything.
Never underestimate a man's jealousy.
In the arena.
Feng Qiwang quickly ended this disparity in strength. He broke through Mu Mingxuan's defense with one sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly between his eyebrows, winning the battle cleanly.
After losing, it could be said that he was defeated miserably. Mu Mingxuan stood on the ring with a pale face, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but drop, "Why, why is this happening..."
His expression was lost, "It shouldn't be like this, obviously, obviously!"
Mu Mingxuan raised his head suddenly, staring angrily at Feng Qi in front of him, with deep-seated hatred and jealousy bursting out of his eyes. It's obvious that your hand is useless!
Feng Qiwang saw his expression in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously. He had seen such a loser's eyes, unwillingness and jealousy too many times.
The Demonic Sect is such a cruel and bloody place. When you stand on a high place, there are countless wolves, tigers and leopards below who want to drag you down and take your place.
Mu Mingxuan is not the first, nor will he be the last.
He only glanced at the frustrated and jealous Mu Mingxuan indifferently, then sheathed his sword, turned around and walked off the ring.
The crowd below the ring automatically retreated to both sides, making way for them.
Feng Qiwang walked up to Ye Zhizhi, stared at her with dark and bright eyes, and smiled at her, "This time I lived up to my expectations, Feng won!"
"Congratulations." Ye Zhizhi smiled at him and congratulated, "What a wonderful fight."
The smile on Feng Qiwang's face deepened, "If it weren't for Your Highness's help this time, I might not be able to recover from my injuries. Thank you, Your Highness!"
When Mu Mingxuan heard these words, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Ye Zhizhi below. It was her! It turns out that she ruined his good deeds!
His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent, and he wished he could cut Ye Zhizhi into pieces with thousands of knives!
Ye Zhizhi noticed the hateful gaze and looked up at Mu Mingxuan who was full of murderous look and resentment on the stage in front of him, and smiled slightly, not caring about his hatred and murderous intent.
Mu Mingxuan looked at the smile on her face and felt even more angry.
Ye Zhizhi withdrew her gaze and ignored him. She only regarded him as an incompetent and furious clown. She looked at Feng Qiwang in front of her and said, "If you're polite, there's no need to say more. You can win because of your ability."
"You winning is the best reward for me, and the rest is unnecessary."
After saying that, she smiled slightly at Feng Qiwang,
Hearing this, Feng Qi was startled.
Then, as if he thought of something, his expression became softer. He looked at Ye Zhizhi in front of him and said, "I understand, I will not let His Highness down."
Ye Zhizhi:?
When she heard Feng Qiwang's words, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. What do you understand?
But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing.
Ye Zhizhi looked at Feng Qiwang in front of him. The expression on his face was even more convincing, so he stopped asking any more questions. That was it!
Although she didn't know what Feng Qiwang had misunderstood, it was beneficial and harmless to her.
Feng Qiwang raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Chuanlan who was standing next to Ye Zhizhi. The smile in his eyes faded a little. He said to Ye Zhizhi: "Your Highness, I don't completely agree with what you said that day."
"Oh?" Ye Zhizhi looked at him and said.
Feng Qiwang said: "What Mo Chuanlan can do, I can also do."
He looked at Ye Zhizhi with a solemn expression: "He will make His Highness sad and disappointed. I will not."
When Mo Chuanlan on the side heard this, his expression suddenly turned cold.
"..." Ye Zhizhi.
Don’t come to Xiongjing at this time!
Ye Zhizhi felt the instantly freezing aura on Mo Chuanlan's body next to him, and the murderous aura that continued to radiate out, and suddenly felt a headache.
Are these two people going to fight?
Originally, Ye Zhizhi didn't care about the fight between Feng Qiwang and Mo Chuanlan, but now with so many people watching around, the group of disciples from the Xuanming Sect were already whispering to them. If they were to fight in public, Ye Zhizhi would No need to think about it, I also know how the Demon Realm will pass on her tomorrow!
The title of useless little princess on the vase that she finally took off!
So he made a decision immediately. Ye Zhizhi looked stern and said in a serious tone: "Mo Chuanlan just made his choice, and I respect his choice."
Hearing this, Mo Chuanlan was startled.
He raised his head suddenly and looked at Ye Zhizhi beside him.
Ye Zhizhi continued with a serious expression: "A good bird chooses a tree to roost in. Mo Chuanlan has the freedom and power to choose. No one, not even me, can deprive him of his right to choose freely. If he chooses Big Brother, he will naturally have his own rights." Consider.”
"I used to be motivated and angry at him. But now I have figured out that it is not his fault." She said, "I hope you will stop criticizing him with this, and don't let me hear such words again next time." Got it!"
Feng Qiwang was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Ye Zhizhi in front of him and his eyes fell on her face, carefully studying her expression and guessing the truth of her words.
Little princess, does she really not mind?
Hearing this, other Xuanming Sect disciples around him were also surprised and said, "Is the little princess so generous?"
"We underestimated the little princess. The princess's heart is really unparalleled!"
"Mo Chuanlan is truly his greatest luck and blessing when he meets the little princess!"
Mo Chuanlan, who was on the side, had an expression on his face at this moment. His eyes were looking at Ye Zhizhi very tenderly, and the emotion in his eyes was almost full.
