Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi was very afraid of the sword in the hands of Elder Beihua.

Before Feng Xi could react, Elder Beihua directly launched an attack. The scabbard in his hand flexed a few times, and Elder Beihua rushed towards the wind at an incredible speed.

Feng Xi threw himself into this battle. Seeing the attack from the elder Beihua, he immediately made a plan to deal with it. He moved his right hand one square, but he was immediately bounced back by the sword of the elder Beihua, and Feng Xi stepped back several times. It's just enough to stop.

Elder Beihua shook his hair and said his own evaluation: "Too weak."

Feng Xi did not intend to oppose the evaluation of the elder Beihua, after all, he had that strength, and what he said was also a fact.

"You are a lunatic, why don't you fight the demon army if you are strong, what is the matter if you bully Xi'er with your strength?" Fengxi does not pursue it, it does not mean that Bailigu Youxue will not pursue it. She stood up directly, akimbo, pointing at Elder Beihua from a distance.

"Do you know why Fengxi came here? It's not because the Demon Army invaded the Eastern Continent. Do you know how many people are in dire straits? Do you think how many people are interested in what you went to the Demon World? We just want to know about the Devildom Exit, you actually want to take Xi'er's life."

Even so, the elder Beihua did not slow down the attack, but within a few seconds, his sword came to Feng Xi again.

"What's my business!"

Hearing the words of the elder Beihua, Bailigu Youxue was almost furious, but the disparity in strength left her with nothing to do.

Feng Xi gritted his teeth, gave up his Yuehua sword, and replaced it with a more handy whip. A little bit below his feet, he left the pharaoh Beihua far away, and the long whip in his hand turned and came to the elder Beihua. Waist, ready to curl him.

Unexpectedly, the elder Beihua actually saw Feng Xi's intentions, snorted coldly, and reached out his hand to grab Feng Xi's long whip, and violently pulled Feng Xi out of the air.

And his other hand did not stop. The moment Feng Xi fell to the ground, the scabbard also pierced Feng Xi's heart.

Elder Beihua didn't show any mercy because Feng Xi was a student of the Holy Spirit Academy. On the contrary, he did his best.

Feng Xi was not reconciled. When he was about to summon the Phoenix Emperor to protect his heart, he suddenly felt a change in his spiritual consciousness, and then the spiritual orb he had obtained from the dragon appeared directly by himself, directly touching it. The tip of the sword of the elder Beihua protected Fengxi.

"Lingzhu!" Elder Beihua retracted his sword almost immediately, staring at the Lingzhu floating in the air, and lost his voice. Then his stern gaze turned to Feng Xi, and the sword in his hand pointed at Feng Xi's face door, "Where did you get this spiritual orb? Say it!"

Feng Xi stared at the sword in front of him, suddenly laughed, and raised his eyes to look at Elder Beihua: "If I don't want to say it, no one can let me say it."

"I personally gave this spiritual orb to Mengwu. Where did you get it?" The elder Beihua's eyes were sharp as a blade, and pieces were cut across Feng Xi's face.

Feng Xi stood up from the ground, with a smile on his face, fixedly looking at Elder Beihua: "Shenlong gave it to me personally."

"Impossible!" Almost instantly, Elder Bei Hua denied Feng Xi's words.