Fighting Soul Clan Emperor Master

The sound of boiling in the plains rushed into the sky.

The Tianfu Alliance has gone from a winning streak to a losing streak. Now their confrontation will not end so soon. Both sides are already getting angry.

The next battle will affect the outcome. It seems that at least three-star fighting saints or above will take action...

The only problem is... in this mere Tianfu, can any three-star fighting saint take action?

Tianfu, on the other hand, was lonely and silent, looking at each other, slightly in a trance. When the Tianfu Alliance was first established, their prestige was spread all over Zhongzhou. Any strong man who heard their names would be filled with fear or even fear. However, there was no

Thinking of facing the Soul Palace, he still fell into such an unfavorable situation.

Xiao Yan's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and the gazes around him made him feel very dazzled.

"Lost! What happened to these two old men? They are really getting better and better as they live. They can't even compete with those one star lower than themselves." Zi Yan frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with the defeat of the two.

"Will you try it yourself next time?"

Ancestor Huo Yun retorted angrily. After some recuperation, he came to his senses. However, he suffered a big loss this time and knew that he had made a mistake. He did not run away as casually as before, but just sulked on the sidelines.

Zi Yan looked at the opposite side with cold eyes, and slowly clenched her fists: "Xiao Yan, the next game is up to me."

Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, hesitating: If Zi Yan wins, three wins and one draw, if the ancestor of the Dan Pagoda takes action again...

"You have to rely on women again? Back then, you relied on the eldest lady of the ancient clan. This time, you have to rely on the eldest lady of Taixu Gulong. When will you be able to truly rely on yourself? If your ancestor Quanxia learns about it, he will not be at peace even if he is afraid of death.

?”

At this time, someone in the Soul Palace turned towards Xiao Yan, his voice full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yan's voice was not loud, but anyone could hear the murderous intent contained in it.

The speaker has a face as delicate as a flower, with a soft smile hanging on her beautiful and beautiful cheeks. The breeze blows, and the black hair is fluttering. Looking from a distance, she reveals an unconcealed noble temperament, beautiful and holy, with a lot of holiness.

With such indifference and indifference to others, such a person can be called a peerless beauty.

But Zi Yan will never forget that this is the person who took away the dragon and phoenix original fruit - Feng Qing'er.

"This kind of pressure..."

Zi Yan looked at Feng Qing'er angrily. From Feng Qing'er, she actually felt a pressure originating from her blood and soul...

There is only one possibility for having such power and pressure, that Feng Qing'er actually completely swallowed the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit...

When I think of this, even the current Dragon Phoenix Ziyan's eyes are bleeding. Damn it, it's all a good thing summoned by the soul star Meng Bushi and a prostitute. If this guy is still alive, I will

You must drag him out and play JJ until he dies!

"By the way, let the two of us settle the grievances between the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan and Taixu Ancient Dragon." Feng Qing'er smiled, looked at Zi Yan, whose face changed several times, and said slowly: "New Dragon Emperor Zi Yan

."

"Hmph, it seems that the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan has become a dog that only wag its tail to please its master. How dare you say this if you rely on other people's words?" Zi Yan mocked first.

In her opinion, the cooperation between the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and the Soul Palace represents the submission of the monsters to humans. Um, Taixu Ancient Dragon and Tianfu Alliance? That’s different. Xiao Xuan used to have a good relationship with the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, and Zi Yan felt that

Xiao Yan couldn't order her at all.

"Ancestor of the Xiao family, it's not your turn to be insulted by a betrayer! If you hadn't relied on your good looks in the past, do you think you could have obtained the Dragon and Phoenix Origin Fruit and achieved this level of strength?" Xiao

Yan smiled coldly and mocked again.

Feng Qing'er's reaction was beyond their expectations. She lowered her head and thought for a while, looked at her slightly developed breasts, then nodded and said, "Well, fortunately, that man doesn't choose based on breast size.

woman……"

"..."

Feng Qing'er's words made everyone in Tianfu feel a little confused.

Staring at Xiao Yan, who defeated her a few years ago with slightly complicated eyes, Feng Qing'er moved forward step by step. With every step she took, her dragon and phoenix pressure pressed harder and harder on Zi Yan, and at the same time she slowly said

: "If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be your opponent now."

Because of the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit, she grew up at an astonishing speed. Now, she can look down on the person who once defeated her. Regardless of their hostile identities, Feng Qing'er also has many feelings for Xiao Yan.

She admired her a lot, and she thought that if she didn't have the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, her cultivation speed would be difficult to compare with Xiao Yan.

But now, her strength is similar to Zi Yan, and she still has Zi Yan inherited from the Dragon King!

Among the many horrified eyes, a cold color flashed across Zi Yan's eyes, and a purple light shone. Immediately, a mature and enchanting person appeared from the sky, with long purple hair, setting off her stunning beauty.

She has a beautiful face, but her body at this moment is still filled with a terrifying pressure that makes everyone tremble. This pressure seems to come from the liquid golden sword in her hand...

This powerful pressure shocked even Feng Qing'er, and she murmured: "Dragon-slaying sword?"

After digesting the dragon-phoenix origin fruit, she also absorbed the dragon's attributes. The dragon-slaying sword had a great restraining effect on her.

However, the same sentence remains - no matter how strong the output is, it must be hit in order for the output to be effective.

"Great, let's have a dragon-phoenix fight."

Feng Qing'er slowly glanced at Zi Yan with a cold gaze. Immediately, a low sonic boom sounded in Zi Yan's ears as fast as lightning, and just as the sonic boom sounded,

The moment the sound rang out, Feng Qing'er's figure disappeared without a trace, and a figure appeared in front of Zi Yan like a ghost. Colorful light burst out between her two fingers, and they curled up and went straight into Zi Yan's eyes.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, facing Feng Qing'er who attacked fiercely every time she struck, Zi Yan remained motionless and instead slashed Feng Qing'er's face with her sword.

"Tsk!"

Feng Qing'er tsked. After being hit by this attack, not only would her face be disfigured, but her head would probably be cut off. Although the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan was strong, they would not be "killed by Mami" and still be alive. She immediately stopped the attack and raised her two fingers.

With a backhand clamp, his fingers together firmly clamped the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Clamping the sword in an instant, Feng Qing'er felt a pain on her finger, her body trembled slightly, and the rich fighting spirit in her hand melted away quickly when she touched the dragon-slaying sword.

Afterimages emerged one after another, and Feng Qing'er's figure instantly appeared in mid-air. Two red marks appeared on her originally white jade fingers.

"It is indeed a dragon-slaying sword."

As soon as they fought, Feng Qing'er was injured. Although it was not serious, it was a bit unsightly.

In the fight between the two, both sides were as fast as ghosts. They were separated by lightning and flint. Except for a few people with sharp eyesight, most people were dazzled by the sight. They were amazed and a little bit confused.

longing for.

"Bang."

At this moment, the two people had just retreated and were about to start a fierce battle. The master of the Soul Palace took steps without any warning. Countless eyes in the mountain range immediately focused on it.