The Spirit of God Million Domain

"very good!"

Zhuang Fengyu's eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

How painful and angry it is to see the woman you love turn against you for another man.

The eighty spiritual veins in Zhuang Fengyu's body surged crazily, and a strong momentum erupted above his head.

"I have long heard that your talent, Yan Yuting, is very strong. You may surpass me and become the number one on the Flame Ranking in the future. Let me see today whether your reputation is in vain!"

Zhuang Fengyu's voice contained cold murderous intent. He really had murderous intentions towards Yan Yuting.

His principle in life has always been that what he can't get, others can't even imagine.

Since he couldn't win Yan Yuting's heart and people, he wouldn't let Xu Feng get it either.

"Then come here and don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Yuting stared at Zhuang Fengyu opposite, and said: "You say you like me, you really think I don't know, that's just your vanity!"

"You, Zhuang Fengyu, are number one on the Fierce Flame List. Isn't it because you want to chase me down to tell everyone how powerful you are, Zhuang Fengyu?"

"You really think I don't understand, don't pretend to be so infatuated, I, Yan Yuting, am not stupid!"

Yan Yuting's words penetrated Zhuang Fengyu's heart like a sharp sword.

have to say.

Yan Yuting really hurt his heart.

When Yan Yuting made his inner thoughts public, the anger in his heart became even stronger.

The Blood Domain on his body was filled with blood-red light, making his body look extremely strange.

Moreover, his aura had completely reached its peak.

In fact, everyone understands it.

Zhuang Fengyu's pursuit of Yan Yuting, as Yan Yuting said, has a lot of vanity in it.

But, so what?

Zhuang Fengyu is number one on the Lieyan Ranking.

If his vanity can match his strength and identity, no one will live and talk much.

"Yian Yuting, in this case, if I, Zhuang Fengyu, can't get anything, then destroy it!"

Zhuang Fengyu let out an angry roar, and the aura on his body rose to the extreme, the aura of the sixth level of the Creation Realm.

The eighty spiritual veins seemed to be rolling like huge waves, making Zhuang Fengyu's whole body become terrifying.

Yan Yuting said coldly: "Zhuang Fengyu, what are you pretending to be? Although you are number one on the Lieyan Ranking, how many years have you been practicing, how many years have I been practicing, and how many years has Xu Feng been practicing? With your talent, what qualifications do you have?" My man!"

"If I, Yan Yuting, continue to practice for another three years, you, Zhuang Fengyu, won't even be qualified to carry my shoes, even if you want to pursue me!"

In Yan Yuting's hand, a long sword emerged, emitting a silver-white sword light.

Many people heard what Yan Yuting said, and they all nodded unanimously, thinking that what Yan Yuting said made sense.

Just as Yan Yuting said, with her talent and beauty, it seems that Zhuang Fengyu is really not qualified to be her man.

"Yian Yuting, I will kill you!"

Zhuang Fengyu had never been humiliated like this before. He was the top member of the Flame Ranking.

His deterrence in the Fiery Battlefield over the years is unquestionable.

However, Zhuang Fengyu also discovered it himself.

As time goes by, although he has occupied the first place in the Flame Ranking, it has been almost three years.

Many young geniuses gradually appeared, but their talents were so terrifying that it became difficult for him to suppress them.

Among them, Yan Yuting's performance is even more amazing. Many people are predicting that Yan Yuting will definitely surpass Zhuang Fengyu in three years' time.

And, this is also the reason why Zhuang Fengyu pursues Yan Yuting desperately.

He wanted to tell everyone in the Flame Battlefield.

He, Zhuang Fengyu, is number one on the Lie Yan Ranking, and he can also pursue the most beautiful woman who is at the top of the Lie Yan Ranking.

It's a pity that Yan Yuting was really tough on Zhuang Fengyu, making Zhuang Fengyu angry and angry during this period.

Boom!

Zhuang Fengyu's footsteps moved, and the blood-red light condensed from his palms struck fiercely at Yan Yuting.

The spiritual power of the surrounding world converged on Zhuang Fengyu's palm, and what he displayed was a second-level top-grade Holy Spirit skill.

"Longquan Charm!"

The Holy Spirit skill displayed by Zhuang Fengyu was like a pool of spring water, and his palms became strange.

The blood-red light wrapped around his palm, forming a fierce hurricane, blasting fiercely towards Yan Yuting.

However, the moment Yan Yuting pulled out the long sword, the sword light spread and the sword realm on her body emerged.

Her spiritual veins were much less than Zhuang Fengyu's, and her attacks also seemed a little embarrassing.

Of course, this comparison is with Zhuang Fengyu.

Oh!

As the sword light and Zhuang Fengyu's attacks collided, Yan Yuting's long sword trembled and the sword light collapsed.

"As expected of Zhuang Fengyu, worthy of being the strongest man on the list of fierce flames, Yan Yuting can't withstand his attack."

"It's really terrifying. The level of his Holy Spirit Technique cultivation is also very high. The Holy Spirit Technique he just used is at least at the level of getting better and better."

"Compared to Zhuang Fengyu, Yan Yuting is still a little immature!"

Many people watched this scene and discussed it one after another.

Yan Yuting's pretty face was a little cold and stern, her sword became more ferocious, and she took the initiative to attack Zhuang Fengyu's chest.

The moment the long sword was drawn out, the sword light became dozens of feet long, and it struck Zhuang Fengyu's head fiercely.

"Yian Yuting, your talent is very good, your swordsmanship is also good, and your sword field is also good. Unfortunately, you are still no match for me!"

Zhuang Fengyu's words revealed strong self-confidence, and he did not put down Yan Yuting in his eyes at all.

His arms were raised, and the spiritual power in his body surged.

A vortex forms.

The sword light was shot out by Zhuang Fengyu's palm, and it was shattered into pieces, disintegrating into waves of air.

Zhuang Fengyu had a look of disdain on his face and said: "It doesn't matter if the attack is fast or the sword is good. In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain, and you are destined to die here!"

"I'm going to turn you into a pink skull!"

Zhuang Fengyu's voice was filled with murderous intent.

The aura on his body completely exploded.

The realm of blood all over his body was completely integrated, and the sleeves of his arms made a swishing sound.

The hurricane on his body surged crazily, and the strong momentum was even more shocking.

Everyone can see it.

Zhuang Fengyu really had murderous intentions.

And, Yan Yuting's expression also became solemn.

She couldn't help but glance at Xu Feng not far away.

However, Xu Feng sat cross-legged, and sporadic flames floated over his body from time to time, but they were not very strong.

Yan Yuting bit her lips, feeling determined in her heart, saying, "No matter what, I will buy him time!"