Dark Beast Summoner

Wu Feiyu looked at the beauty in front of him, as delicate as a flower, as pure as jade, more beautiful and more charming than any woman he had ever seen.

Especially the pair of cold and seductive phoenix eyes, giving people a strong desire to conquer.

He suddenly didn't want to let such a beauty like a flower like jade die. Elder Li Zhengde asked him to kill because he didn't want to leave behind such a powerful scourge.

But if it just abolished her, wouldn't it be less of a problem?

A narrow smile appeared on his ordinary face, and he deliberately said loudly:

"Junior Sister Wushuang, you and I have a huge disparity in strength. You should know that I want to kill you. It's as easy as the palm of your hand. In this arena competition, there is an unwritten rule, that is, death and injury are at your own risk. Even if I kill you, you will die if you die. Now, you Qingyun Sword Sect can't take revenge on me. Junior sister, you definitely don't want to die, why don't you promise to stay with me for five months, how about I show mercy?"

The reason for five months is because in his eyes, he should be tired of it in five months at most.

At that time, whether to kill or cut, or not his words?

As soon as he said these words, many people frowned and cursed immediately.

"Wu Feiyu is too arrogant!"

"He's actually such a person!"

"How can the Brahma Sea Sect have such a scum!"

"If Wushuang doesn't agree, won't he be killed by Wu Feiyu?"

"A manly man, how can you threaten this! It's a shame for our men!"

Wu Feiyu didn't seem to hear the scolding below, those ordinary eyes looked at Wushuang with a half-smile, as if she knew she would agree.

There was a sneer at the corner of Mu Wushuang's mouth. Wu Feiyu deliberately exposed his thoughts in front of everyone and insulted her with words. I'm afraid he just wanted to see her begging him for mercy in front of everyone to satisfy his terrible vanity.

The more ordinary some people look, the more vanity they have.

Wu Feiyu doesn't care about other people's scolding, because he knows that as long as he succeeds, those men will only envy him in their hearts.

And he can also become famous because of this, although it is not a good reputation, but it can always make him step on the unparalleled reputation, and his reputation will rise to a higher level.

Wu Feiyu didn't want to stay in such a remote place all the time. His goal was to be favored by the elders of the first- and second-rate sects and bring him into those large sects.

The greater the fame, the greater his hopes.

Thinking of this, the smile on Wu Feiyu's face was even worse, even ignoring the mocking sneer at the corner of Wushuang's mouth.

"Daddy, you are so cold!"

Xiao Xuanxi felt that his father seemed to be very angry just now, and even the temperature around him had dropped, making it cold.

Wujizi shuddered, it was not cold, but the overwhelming killing energy. He felt that the young emperor of the Qinglong Temple in front of him had the urge to go up and crush Wu Feiyu of the Brahma Sea Sect with a finger.

As expected of the young emperor, even pouring out the killing intent makes one’s bones chill.

Long Mo rubbed his son's head deeply, not wanting to scare his son, so he restrained the killing a lot.

His dark and cold eyes glanced at Wu Feiyu, as if to make a mark on his soul, so that he would not die.

Wu Feiyu shuddered suddenly, feeling the chill of being stared at as prey.

"Why, for such a long time, Junior Sister hasn't thought about it yet?"

Wu Feiyu shook his head, shaking off the terrifying illusion, and asked Wushuang impatiently.

"I'm thinking about how to make your death more painful."

Mu Wushuang said slowly.

"you!"

Wu Feiyu laughed in anger: "Only you? Just rely on your cultivation in the late stage of the spiritual master realm, and you still want to kill me?"

Mu Wushuang ignored him, but asked in a loud voice to Elder Changdong not far away: "Elder Changdong, may I ask if you are conceited in life and death during the competition?"

Elder Changdong looked at her and nodded slowly: "Yes, you are at your own risk."

In other words, in the ring, if you die, you will die, and you will not be held accountable.

Her phoenix eyes picked it up, her bracelet flicked, and a long green sword appeared in her fair hand.

As soon as the long sword came out, the blood suddenly erupted, making people feel as if they were in an ancient battlefield. The terrifying killing aura made the people under the ring retreat a few steps before they exited the shrouded range of the long sword.

The people who stepped back relaxed as if they were relieved. At that moment, they seemed to be locked by killing intent, and they were extremely panicked.

"kendo!"

Elder Changdong's eyes lit up.

At such a young age, he actually comprehended kendo by himself. This talent can no longer be described as an evildoer.

This Wushuang, how many surprises have not been shown!

"What a terrible sword intent!"

"Have you noticed? Wushuang has always been bare-handed before, without taking out a weapon, and just took out the sword! She seems to be serious!"

"Where the hell did this Wushuang come from, how can there be such a terrifying sword intent!"

"I don't know if she can beat Wu Feiyu!"

"Wu Feiyu is a whole level higher than her, how can she be so easy to beat!"

At this time, Wu Feiyu felt a trace of fear.

He was the closest to Wushuang, and he could feel her cold sword intent even more, which made him feel horrified.

But in an instant, he became confident, knowing that there is a huge difference between the realm and the realm, even if it is only one level away, not to mention that Wushuang is nine levels away from him, a big realm difference.

A spiritual master realm, a spiritual king realm, is equal to a world of difference.

No matter how high her kendo attainments are, she is not going to be beaten by him.

"Okay, Junior Sister Wushuang, if you don't leave after giving you a life, then no wonder I'm ruthless!"

While speaking, Wu Feiyu raised the big sword, and his footwork suddenly flashed out like a ghost, bringing a sharp wind of the sword, and slashed towards Mu Wushuang's neck.

His footwork is really weird, as if he has just moved, but the person has already arrived in front of Wushuang, like a ghost.

Mu Wushuang didn't move, she just slowly raised the sword in her hand.

When the sword comes out, blood must be seen.

No matter how fast Wu Feiyu's footwork is, can it be faster than her sword?

I saw the long sword in her hand swinging, bringing out a terrifying sword qi. Her sword qi broke down into countless sword qi in the air, and suddenly, they were intertwined, as if forming a huge sword net, between the electric light and flint. , Sen Leng's sword net is twisted towards Wu Feiyu!

"Crack!"

Everyone only saw that Wu Feiyu's treasured saber, which was filled with spiritual power, was broken inch by inch under the strangulation of the sword net!

Wu Feiyu's eyes were about to split, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood, his face full of disbelief--his natal sword, which took three years to build by a sixth-order refiner, was broken like this!

how can that be!

However, the sword net was still twisting towards him, he hurriedly threw a defensive magic weapon and ducked back.

The sword intent dissipated, and Wu Feiyu didn't have time to rejoice, only to see Wushuang waving his sword again!

He hurriedly used Ghost Maze to dodge, but he wasn't the only one who could do footwork, Mu Wushuang could too! She will shrink! It's much more advanced than the ghosts and the lost track!

Her footwork is illusory, mysterious and mysterious, and with a slight movement, only a phantom is left, and the whole person has appeared behind Wu Feiyu.