Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 698
Su Mengchen smiled and looked at the hut, as if he could see it.

A gust of wind whipped up from the roof of the small building in an instant, the big banyan tree around made a rustling sound, and then, dragon scales appeared in the sky!

one slice!two slices!Three slices!Four slices!

……

Eight slices in total!

Eight dragon scales!

For women, the wings of the phoenix are the first, and the nine feathers are the last and opposite. For men, the dragon scales are the ambition, and the nine feathers are the head.

Of course, both Jiuyu and Jiulin are very rare.

But now, the boy in the hut turned out to be eight scales!If this continues, as long as he doesn't fall by accident, even if he can't be a saint in the end, he will be a semi-saint.

But now, it is very overkill to use such a talented person with such a bloodline to fight against a person with a low bloodline and who has not even broken through the realm of confidant.

Of course, not only they think so, but Xiao Feng in the room also thinks so.

Therefore, he swung the long sword directly.

The scenery that everyone sees in the small building is the domain formed by himself or the other party, and a person will show different domains because of his strength, personality, and mood at the moment.

And now, when the boy raised his sword, his domain was also forming.

It was a flame, a very strong flame, and behind him was a burning hill.

Flame represents anger, passion, and killing intent.

It is the most common sight in the small building, and the anger of the mountain is enough to make people startled.

And at this moment, the long sword seemed to have turned into a flame, attacking the plain-clothed girl crazily.

The flames took off outside the small building, and the eight scales became even crazier in the flames.

This sword is already the pinnacle sword of a young man.

Most of the previous battles were too far apart in strength, so even if there was someone who was stronger than the boy in front of him, it was not as fierce as it is now.

Moreover, everyone can see that Song Wanzhi will probably be seriously injured even if Song Wanzhi survives this young man's sword attack.
People's heartstrings are tensed.

Just look, this sword!

Just look at this sword.

The boy also looked at the sword.

The girl still stood there unmoved, with a slight smile and gentle eyes.

The young man rushed up, burning the mountain with fire, and stabbed at Song Wanzhi!
That was Song Wanzhi's domain, however, his expression changed slightly!
When he pierced into the girl's surroundings, he suddenly seemed to have broken into another world. It was a continuous green hill, sprinkled by the thin spring rain, and then, the greenery began to be covered with gorgeous flowers little by little. Color is full.

That was the girl's state of mind at the moment.

Spring rain and green mountains and rivers.

This book, what a beautiful and magnificent scenery? !

This girl who has no confidant!Why is the spiritual consciousness so powerful? !

She has not yet reached the confidant state, but the blood is still there, but the spiritual consciousness is still there. When the spiritual consciousness is crushed enough, even if she doesn't use a sword or make a move, it is enough to make people bow their heads.

The spring breeze blew over, and the sword broke, and the mountain of anger behind him was also shrouded in such a scene.

Then, he felt the majesty of the bloodline.

That was the blood that made him want to kneel down involuntarily.

There is a spring breeze between heaven and earth.

Outside the small building, people suddenly felt the green, the kind of refreshing green, a little bit of green soaked in the bones.

After that, everything was calm.

The scales disappear.

The flame disappeared.

The banyan tree is quiet.

Everything is gentle.

finished? !
People let out a long sigh of relief.

From the beginning to the end, people did not see the appearance of the woman's wings, not to mention the feathers of the phoenix, even peacocks, and there were no blue sparrows either.

From the looks of it, this girl really doesn't have any blood.

It seemed that the boy Xiao Feng must have won.

That's right, if you don't win like this, who else can win? !

And when people couldn't tell what it felt like, the door was pushed open.

Song Wanzhi walked out.

She was still dressed in plain clothes, from the beginning to the end, there were no wrinkles in the clothes.

Then, the official's voice sounded.

"Murong Qing, win."

(End of this chapter)