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"You also said that you are a member of the Hehuan Sect, and it has nothing to do with my Yijian Sect. I don't think that the relationship between our two sects will allow me to make a move."

He didn't shoot directly, blocked the door to prevent them from entering, and directly beat them out when people came in, which was already merciful of him.

This woman is still standing on the commanding heights of morality, so confidently questioning him?

Oh, where did you get the face and courage?
"Let's talk again." Feng Ming glanced at her coldly.

"It was you who gave up on him."

"You are his senior sister."

You, a senior sister, have given up on your own people, so why do you expect others to help you?

Feng Ling's complexion was very ugly, mixed with blue and white.

A mouthful of silver teeth was clenched so hard by her that she almost didn't crush them.

His eyes were full of flames and he stared at Feng Ming, his face was slightly distorted.

The ferocious face broke into Feng Ming's pupils brightly, although it was only for a moment, Feng Ming was startled.

He patted his beating little heart.

Damn, when did this woman become so ugly?
Frighten me to death.

I really don't know how to respect "old people" at all.

Silently promoting himself a seniority, Feng Ming couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Although they were somewhat dazed and terrified of this elder sister whose image of purity and purity in their hearts had been completely broken.

But at the critical moment, the unanimous external sentiment still took root in their minds.

They, who were silently adjusting their breath, all looked at Feng Ming, their eyes were full of anger, they stared at him, Feng Ming was not at all uncomfortable being stared at by pairs of eyes.

Instead, he leaned against the wall, very leisurely, and raised his eyebrows in a provocative manner.

"Why, isn't what I said the truth?"

"Is it possible?"

With a surprised expression, Feng Ming glanced at the Hehuan Sect disciples, focusing on their eyes, "Are you all blind?"

This remark offended a whole bunch of people.

More than a dozen Hehuan Sect disciples were choked by the previous sentence, and didn't know what to say.

But in the blink of an eye, his face was livid after being angered by the words behind him, his eyes were full of anger, and he seemed to want to go up and punch Feng Ming alone.

"You are capable, why don't you save? Are you trying to betray Yijianmen? The purpose of your Yijianmen is to have justice in your heart."

Among them, Fengling is regarded as a goddess, and even though her image collapses, Jiang He still holds her on top of her heart.

As soon as he heard that Feng Ming was targeting his sweetheart, he was already very angry, not to mention that Feng Ming said that he was blind at the end, he was even more angry, he stood up straight away, tried his best to straighten his body, angry The yin and yang of rushing.

Originally, he planned to look down on Feng Ming in a condescending way, but he miscalculated.

He is not as tall as the other.

Even if the opponent was leaning against the wall obliquely, he was still much taller than him.

He couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart, did he want to stand shoulder to shoulder with a three-meter bamboo pole for being so tall?
With a height of 1.8 meters, Feng Ming seemed to be aware of the other party's thoughts, and stood up specially, arms crossed, with a smile in his eyes.

Looking down at him the way Jiang He wanted.

It's just that although there is a smile in the eyes, the mouth is as sharp as a knife.

"Yes, I have the ability, but I just don't want to save it, why don't you.

He doesn't even have the ability to grow taller than me. "

With a poisonous tongue, Feng Ming's words are like knives, piercing people's hearts and hurting their feet.

Jiang He's eyes widened and he was gasping for air, panting like a bellows.

"And the purpose of my Yijianmen is not to emphasize justice, but to have a clear conscience. I have a clear conscience, but do you have a clear conscience?"

Jiang He: ...

Does Jiang He dare to say that he has a clear conscience?

No one dared to believe what he dared to say.

His complexion involuntarily turned from blue to black.

Like it was splashed with ink.

His breathing became more and more rapid, as if he would die in the next moment.

"Oh, what's the matter? Why does he look like he's going to die right away? Could it be that he has done too many sinful things, and met a ghost and strangled his neck?"

Feng Ming had a super surprised expression, and even shrank his neck with a "why are you so bad" expression, and pretended to hug the weak and helpless self.

There was a sweetness in the throat.

He didn't hold back,

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Seeing this, Feng Ming reacted quickly by dodging to the side.

The scarlet blood fell on the ground, and there was a bit of black in it, and a few drops splashed down in front of the stone wall where Feng Ming was standing just now.

"Hey, you really do too many bad things, look at this blood is black.

And you're too lazy.

I couldn't even vomit blood well, and almost vomited on me. Fortunately, I responded quickly.

You know, my clothes are very valuable.

If it wasn't for my quick response, you would still have to compensate me, and you would have to thank me for making you less compensation. "

This is vomiting blood, but it is really disappointing.

And poisoned, which is really not good (wonderful)!
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While listening to Feng Ming's storytelling, they were also vigilantly fighting against the beast.

As soon as Feng Ming appeared on the stage, he was super cool, shocked the whole world, and directly severely injured the beast.

The black mist in the air was tightly suppressed under the scorching flames around him.

That ferocious beast, unwilling to do so, could only collect all the black mist into its own body.

Otherwise, it will be burnt out later.

It secretly hid in the corner, watching Feng Ming vigilantly.

To be precise, it was the flames around him.

That flame gave it a sense of terror.

It hesitated to move forward.

But the rich aroma in the air has been wafting at the tip of its nose.

The belly rolled even more violently.

It's hungry, really hungry very hungry.

That terrible demon caught it and locked it up here. It never gave it a bite to eat, and even came to beat it from time to time.

If it weren't for its strong physique, it would have already burped.

Now it's hard to get food delivered to the door in person, but there are always tough bones.

Give up?
It is not reconciled.

It's hard to come out, and it's hard to meet food...

So fight!
It sprang out from the corner, avoiding the three tough bones, and attacked the other sword disciples.

With Feng Ming joining in, and the flames around him carrying a strong sense of oppression, it was quite easy for them to fight this ferocious beast.

"So you have been with the Hehuan Sect?"

Que Han waved his hand and slashed out a sword aura.

Sen Leng's sword energy hit the fierce beast heavily.

click

A pitch-black scale fell off, and a little bit of blood was still stained on it.

A sound like a baby crying came from the beast's mouth, and it flicked its tail violently in pain. The force of the beating of the giant tail forced everyone in Yijianmen to retreat again and again.