Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy Seventh Three Silver Needles Two

Li Kemang had to keep some spiritual energy to defend, otherwise it would be easy to finish the game.

No, when Li Kemang attacked with all his strength, Feng Xingying's fiery red spirit sword flew into the air, creating a dazzling flame in the air.

After the flame and thunder and lightning clashed in mid-air, they landed strongly in front of Li Kemang, burning his leather jacket to pieces.

"It's really useless! Fight back!" Feng Yuexian was still chattering.

Li Kemang had already stopped.

"I lost. Thank you for your mercy."

Feng Xingying's flame could go further, at least it could burn Li Kemang's arm, but she only burned his clothes.

Although he is now wearing red fruit, and some skin is charred, at least there is no fear of life.

The opponent has left, and the outcome is already divided. Li Kemang is not the kind of person who refuses to admit defeat.

"Obviously there's no difference between winning and losing!" Feng Yuexian didn't buy it, "Li Kemang, are you crazy? Hurry up and fight back."

"Shut up." Li Kemang suddenly turned his head: "I've already died for the ruthless eldest brother once, and it can be regarded as repaying his favor. From today, Li Kemang will quit the Black Panthers."

After all, he just put on his upper body like this, step by step, farther and farther.

"Yes, it's a man!" Wang Dazhui and the others couldn't help but sigh.

"We Feilong welcome you." Feng Xingying immediately spoke for Ji Jue.

"No,

The ruthless elder brother is kind to me, and even if I leave him, I can no longer join the four major adventure groups.

When you are old, it is time to give yourself a home. "Li Kemang walked resolutely.

Feng Xingying finally understood why Ji Jue didn't speak.

Because he had already guessed the answer.

"Your spirit sword is very good." Ji Jue praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Meiren." Feng Xingying made a grimace with a hilarious smile.

But there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Do you have a name?"

"Fire Lin."

Spirit Sword? Originally it had no name.

But Feng Xingying immediately named it.

This is not her usual Xihuang sword. In order to conceal her identity, it is not suitable for her to use the Xihuang sword. This sword was a gift from Qin Molin to Ye Xing that day.

Especially in the refining shop that day, Qin Molin used the magic of controlling spirits and dazzling refining techniques to control dozens of refining hammers at the same time. An unpretentious fire-type spirit sword.

This sword seems to be ordinary, and the biggest advantage is also obvious. It is easy to change identities and use, and it is a growth type.

After Feng Xingying became an advanced Xuanling Master, he added a fourth-order fire-type spirit beast's crystal nucleus to the sword.

These are all thanks to Qin Molin.

Fire Lin sword, Qin Molin's Lin.

Feng Xingying's lips couldn't help but outline a smile.

"Bastard, who else is going to kill him for me?!" Feng Yuexian was already furious.

The high position of the wife of the head of the Black Panther Adventure Group has long made her accustomed to being high above and bossing, so how can she tolerate such a series of face slaps?

Piansheng Feng Xingying's absolute strength made her awe-inspiring. Especially her way of fighting Li Kemang seriously but saving his life is even more convincing.

The most admired in the adventure group are the people with strength and loyalty. Feng Xingying has been obtained.

Therefore, even if they can fight, they are not willing to fight to the death with such an excellent opponent as Feng Xingying. Because no matter if they killed themselves or killed the young man they admired, they were unwilling.

The scene was stalemate for a while.

Only Feng Yuexian roared hysterically: "A bunch of trash! What's the use of me raising you all?"

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