Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 1696 Bright Tribe, Lisanna

"But ... but, I once swear that if anyone avenges my brother ... I will ... marry him."

When the corpse dancer said the whole sentence to Shi Feng, her head was already very low.

"Ah!" When the corpse sitting next to the corpse dance heard the corpse dance's words, his body trembled, and her heart twitched suddenly.

At this moment, he just felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable, his chest was abnormally depressed, and his heart was like a knife cut.

As a corpse dancer's suitor, of course, the corpse dance's vow he also heard about.

That night, the corpse drew up the courage to confess to the corpse dance, hoping that the corpse dance could accept itself and be with itself.

As a result, the corpse dancer told him that she would not violate her promises, whoever would avenge her brother corpse, she would marry!

If his corpse wants to be with her, he slays the Ancient You Clan Hidden.

So from that night, the corpse cultivating has been practiced countless times harder than ever before, and the killing of the ancient You tribe hides has become the biggest goal in his corpse life.

Although he knows the gap between him and Hidden, but for her, her corpse has never given up!

But now, the ancient corpse tribe has emerged such a corpse fan ...

He has a peerless and innate talent, and his corpse dance embraces him as if all the beauty in this world is in his possession.

After hearing the words of the corpse dance, Shi Feng said calmly: "Then you don't have to keep your vows, you can marry whomever you want."

Shi Feng said these words without looking at the corpse dance. Above the ring, there was the Tianjiao of the Guangming and the Purple Scales.

The Guangming is a young and beautiful girl with long blond hair and fair skin like tofu. It is like a bullet that can be broken. Wearing white clothes and a pair of white wings on its back, it gives people a pure whiteness. Feeling like sacred and inviolable, holding a large sword.

Tianjiao, a purple scale, participates in the competition. He is a young man with purple scales like nails, and looks like hard scales, shining with purple light.

There is no unnecessary nonsense, the two tribe's arrogance moves, and the fierce battle is triggered!

...

"Zi Fan, you!" Zhe Wu said quietly when Shi Wu heard Shi Feng's words.

Seeing Shi Feng still didn't respond, the corpse dance said, "Ze Fan, do you really don't understand or pretend!"

When she heard the angry voice of the corpse dancer, Shi Feng turned her head and looked at her, her frown lightly, and said, "Huh? Why don't you understand?"

Corpse Dance: "Ci Fan, you! You!"

Like Shi Feng, it was as if she was not listening to her.

Then, just listen to Shi Feng saying, "Okay, don't think too much, killing you is my own desire to kill, your vow is your own vow, and you don't have to keep your vow to me."

After speaking these words, Shi Feng stopped paying attention to the corpse dance, and looked back at Tianjiaotai.

At this moment, the corpse dance can be regarded as thoroughly knowing that this young Shi Feng of this ethnic group has no feeling for himself.

Previously, I even doubted whether he liked himself and whether he killed Hidden for his own sake. It seems that all of this is just his own fantasy.

He Shifeng, with a punch and a second to hide the existence of hidden, he did not look down on himself.

"It turned out that he didn't like Xiaowu." Zi Wei, who was originally very upset, said secretly after hearing the conversation between Shi Feng and Shi Wu.

At this time, he followed the secret sigh of relief, and his annoyed heart also improved a lot.

"Since he doesn't like the small dance, the small dance will still be owned by my corpse." Then, the corpse said secretly in his heart.

"Become stronger! My corpse must be stronger! This time, I deeply understand my love for Xiaowu, I deeply understand the pain of losing Xiaowu, and I cannot let Xiaowu leave again Me! "

"My corpse, only by becoming absolutely powerful can I protect my little dance and my love!"

At this moment, Shiwei clenched his fists, and said that his unshakable face was tenacious.

...

Above the ring, the Guangming girl was suspended in mid-air, and she slashed with a big sword in her hand, chopped out a huge holy lightsaber, and chopped to the name of the purple scale tribe.

Looking at the holy lightsaber that was cut out, the stone maple on the stand suddenly moved and murmured: "The power of the light camp?"

In Zhongzhou, there were two camps of light and darkness. In the light camp, countless people cultivate this mysterious power of light.

I heard what mysterious ancient deities they believe in, what is the bright god!

At this moment, the sword cut out by the bright girl is the same source as the bright power of the bright camp. Although this girl is an arrogant **** of eight stars and demigods, the bright camp includes the bright emperor Jing Tianyu, the power of light launched by her is incomparable to her.

"Drink!" At this moment, I saw the purple scales' Tianjiao's cheeky face showing a cold drink, and the body shone with an extremely bright purple light.

Then all the purple light on his body condensed in his right fist, followed by a furious bombardment, and blasted towards the bright holy sword that was slashed down.

Sword and fist strike, "Uh!" Just listening to a painful moan from the mouth of the Zijia tribe Tianjiao, and then saw him pushed back by the bright holy sword.

At this time, I could only hear the clear drinking voice of the bright girl from above the ring: "Bright Saint, the power of great shock!"

At this moment, a mysterious force emerged on Zijiao Tianjiao, "Ah!" Just listening to his cry of pain, the Zijiao Tianjiao's figure flew out and flew out of Tianjiaotai. "Oh!" He dropped heavily on the ground outside the platform.

The winner is divided!

"Bright people, power of light!" Shi Feng's eyes gazed at the white holy shadow of the sky that hovered above Tianjiaotai.

At this time, the corpse dance whispered to Shi Feng again, saying, "This bright people, since ancient times, they thought they represent justice and light. ...... Every race that cultivates the power of dark death is considered by them to be an evil existence, and has been incompatible since ancient times!

This is the bright girl Lisana of the Tian people. It is rumored that her realm has also reached the eight-star demigod. When you meet her then, be careful! "

Although Shi Feng rejected her, although the corpse dancer knew that he was strong, she explained it carefully to him.

"Guangming tribe, Lisana!" Shi Feng whispered to this strange name, the style of the bright tribe was really similar to that of the bright camp.

Self-righteousness stands for justice, the enemy of dark and evil death!

"The power of light, uh, you can look forward to World War I. This woman is much stronger than that hiding." Shi Feng said.

(End of this chapter)