First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 437 The Mysterious Figure 7
The gorgeous color, only pursues the long-lived body and the colorful splendor.

Therefore, it is not beautiful and huge.

On the contrary, the green pine stands upright, with many shadows.

A few flashes came to this garden.

In the depths of the garden, under a green pine tree, the star field man was already waiting there.

"Where did you get this jade pendant?" Feng Yun asked aggressively when he saw this person.

The man looked up and down at Fengyun who couldn't wait, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice, "Helian Fengyun, it's really you."

A word without reason made Fengyun frowned.

"Tell me, where did I get my jade pendant? If you dare to lie, don't blame me for being rude to you." Feng Yun's voice was almost stern.

At the same moment, he tightened the jade pendant in his hand.

This jade pendant, this jade pendant...

They actually have this jade pendant, could it be...

"My jade pendant..." The man saw Fengyun's face was cold, but the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger, he looked at Fengyun and smiled.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a black figure suddenly shot out like lightning in the night sky behind him, punching Fengyun.

Yes, fists are not spiritual power or strong moves.

It's a fist, a real fist.

Seeing this, Fengyun frowned, and with a dodge, he shot back at the man in black with a mask on his face.

The man in black turned around in the air, and hit Fengyun's chest with his backhand.

Walking with body and mind, the man in black is like a dragon.

Every step of the way stays close to the wind and cloud, and fists carry the power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks.

It obviously didn't carry the slightest bit of spiritual power, but it gave people the power to smash their bones to pieces as soon as they touched it.

With a wave of Feng Yun's hand, he hit the man's fist that was attacking her chest.

At the same time, with a backhand move, he grabbed the face of the man in black.

The man in black was extremely fast. Not only did he not avoid it, but he wrapped his wrist around Fengyun's hand like a snake.

That tenderness seemed to be strangled by a snake king.

The two palms touched, obviously without spiritual power, but there was a whirring sound, and the air that struck made a tearing and popping sound.

(End of this chapter)