Chapter 404: Come on Sesame Five

Can't you be happy?

If he rushed over to do it, Feng Xingying would definitely disappear again.

But if he didn't do it, would he be beaten by that rabbit in vain?

Feng Xingying was there, but he couldn't do it. This is the most depressing thing about Yuwen Ximing fighting this battle.

"Are you going to admit defeat?" Feng Xingying said suddenly, "As a friendly friendship, I'll give you a chance to admit defeat."

"If you have the ability, don't enter the space!" Yuwen Ximing said ruthlessly.

In fact, if he said that, he had already lost.

After all, there are magical powers on the Douling Stage. Your cultivation base is high and you are a bull. There are Lingbao and other bulls. Not convinced? If you're not convinced, go ahead and do it.

Equipment is also part of strength.

But Feng Xingying still nodded: "As long as you swear you will not voluntarily admit defeat, I will not enter the space."

"it is good!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Xingying move.

I have long heard that Feng Xingying is good at martial arts and has a graceful movement.

Unexpectedly, he was really fortunate to see him today, and he couldn't help but sigh - it was more beautiful than the most beautiful dance!

It's a pity that such a beautiful action is not used for appreciation.

Feng Xingying was already in front of him and kicked him to the ground.

Click, the crisp sound is the sound of Yuwen Ximing's broken leg.

Yuwen Ximing wondered, how did Feng Xingying break through his spiritual shield?

When he wanted to condense his spiritual power, he discovered a terrible thing. His spiritual power disappeared!

I have never encountered such a terrible thing in my life.

The basis of the existence of the spirit is the spiritual power.

If there is no spiritual power, what is the difference between him and ordinary people?

Without spiritual power, Yuwen Ximing had unprecedented despair and panic.

At the same time, the watermelon suddenly spewed out flames, and the poor little black panther was pulled out of the Dou Lingtai.

"Hmph, who said that our turtles are only good at defense? I'm the master's spirit beast." The turtle looked arrogant, and became the size of an ordinary dog ​​again, and lay down at Feng Xingying's feet: "Master, get on me."

Please do not discriminate!

Feng Xingying really wanted to beat this red-skinned turtle.

But still, obedient to the ground, watermelon's back.

Mounts are meant for sitting.

Only then did Yuwen Ximing find out sadly that Feng Xingying has been showing mercy to his men! No, it was deliberately playing around.

With Feng Xingying's own powerful strength and cooperating with this terrifying spiritual turtle, she could obviously be vigorous, but she chose to grind him to death.

"By the way, when you started, your eyes told me that you wanted to make me beg for mercy. Is that right?" Feng Xingying sat on the turtle's back and walked in a circle in a good mood.

Yuwen Ximing was half-kneeling on the ground with a look of embarrassment. refused to speak.

He also wanted to stand, but his leg bones were broken.

"Sesame, aren't you going to teach him a lesson? It's all your credit that he can become like this. Now is the harvest season."

"Oh too~~!~~" Sesame cheered, jumping to beat Yuwen Ximing.

Sesame's hands and feet are not heavy, and it won't kill people. It hurts a little, but not very painful.

But what a shame!

Such humiliation made Yuwen Ximing feel the urge to commit suicide.

His fourth brother couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted in the audience: "Does your Dali country treat allies like this? Feng Xingying, stop me, or I will go to war against the Dali country when I go back."

Feng Xingying's eyes dimmed.

He reached out and tapped Yuwen Ximing a few times.

"Okay, Sesame is also tired. You go down." Feng Xingying waved her hand.

Yuwen Ximing stared at Feng Xingying, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the Douling Stage.