At the moment when Lu Qing accepted the inheritance of "Tiangang Pure Yang Palm", Feng Qiuying got into big trouble. Although she was not that delicate and weak woman, her heart was pounding now, with a slight sweat seeping out of her palms, a sense of anxiety and vigilance in her beautiful eyes, and a hint of panic that was imperceptible...

"Miss Feng, I honestly hand over the opportunity. We will not hurt you for the sake of President Feng. Otherwise..." A sneer sounded opposite Feng Qiuying. Although he didn't say death, everyone knew what the unfinished meaning in his words meant.

She looked up slightly and looked at the place where the sound came. She saw that there were dozens of figures surrounded by this small tunnel. At this time, a series of faint spiritual energy fluctuations were rising one after another, and the threatening meaning was very strong.

The man was in front of him, his clothes were fluttering and elegant, and he was shaking a jade fracture fan in his hand. He looked elegant and graceful. If he met him on the street, he would definitely think he was a white-faced scholar with no power.

But what is surprising is that among these people, his spiritual energy fluctuates the strongest, and his eyes are also the deepest.

Of course, besides the scarlet symbolizing unknown, there is something else that is hidden in it.

Now, under the stimulation of scarlet, his feet are faintly revealed.

"I'll say it again, I really don't know what happened, nor did I get any chance." Although Feng Qiuying was nervous, she still stared at the white-faced scholar intently and said word by word.

"Ha! It seems that Miss Feng doesn't plan to tell the truth... Well, we'll only find it yourself!"

The white-faced scholar's eyes were also cold. He suddenly had gloomy eyes when he heard this, and a cold smile came out of his nose. His aura suddenly became stronger, and he obviously lost his patience.

When the rest of the others saw each other, they were not suppressing each other, and powerful auras rose up from each other.

The fifth level of Peiyuan... This white-faced scholar is at the same level as Feng Qiuying. No matter how rough she looks at the rest of the people, most of them are similar.

After all, who can survive the beast tide is easy to give?

Not too big, a fierce battle seemed to be about to break out.

This extremely impatience in negotiations was so fetal. Perhaps all negotiations before the war were like this. No one was willing to truly reconcile, but he was slowly retreating his fig leaf.

After all, everyone is civilized...

"well.."

Seeing this scene, Feng Qiuying's heart suddenly felt a sense of despair, a bitterness in her mouth, and a twitching corners of her eyes.

She was helpless. Who knew what happened just now? It was the remains that made her watch a video and then she was wiped out.

She didn't know what all this had to do with her, and it just happened like this, and she didn't even have room to resist... Now everyone thinks she has gotten some amazing opportunities, but in fact she knows best that she really can't defend herself.

Thinking of this, she reached out and touched the wound between her eyebrows. There was no longer blood. Only a tiny red dot as big as a grain of rice was left, which seemed to be innate.

If she hadn't remembered everything before, she would have thought it was just a mole on her body.

boom!

As the white-faced scholar approached step by step, his powerful true energy suddenly surged and swelled from Feng Qiuying's body, sweeping around like a storm, and even the nearby sky

In the air, you can hear the buzzing sound.

Feng Qiuying didn’t know how to explain all this. Since she couldn’t explain it, then don’t explain it!

Maybe it was the influence of the red mole or the curse of the blood evil also played a role in her, and she has become a little different now.

The person who was confused by the blood evil desire, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. The forward figure immediately paused, obviously also shocked by this momentum.

After all, although Feng Qiuying is a female, she is not a weak woman at the mercy of others. As the eldest lady of the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce and the only successor, she has the courage and determination that many women do not have.

"Hmph, Feng Qiuying! Don't show off your power here. Do you think this is still Linyuancheng?! But after learning a few tricks, the daughter of a wealthy family, used it to decorate the appearance of the storefront! She really thinks she is a heroine... Let me tell you, I can give you the opportunity honestly, and I can spare your life, otherwise I won't blame me for being so rude!" Seeing Feng Qiuying's appearance, the white-faced scholar also felt a little nervous in his heart, and then turned into a fierce barking on the inside, using this to strengthen his morale.

The monks behind him also recovered at this time, their faces were burning, and they felt extremely embarrassed: they were actually scared by the other party alone, and they were still a little girl!

This turned their fragile self-esteem into a vast anger, and the viciousness in their eyes became more and more bone-like.

Feng Qiuying was surprised at the reactions of these people, then nodded in a clear way, and the worries in her beautiful eyes dissipated a lot.

After all, these people have lived under people for a long time and have not been influenced by the pride of spring breeze. How can they have the character of being proud of others?

To put it bluntly, garbage is always garbage.

Immediately, I stared at the people on the other side with an inexplicable look. A smile that stings their souls flashed across the beautiful face of the peach blossoms: "It's useless!"

Then I didn't say much, the next moment, the jade foot slid out in a lightning flash, and the cinnabar mole on the forehead looked even more red at this time...

Song!

A sharp sword energy slashed out of thin air, slashing through the air, and then turned into several trajectories and swept across the group. This sword was not only as fast as a storm, but also as unstoppable as a rainstorm pear blossom.

Just by this trick, Feng Qiuying showed her extraordinary qualities and profound family education skills...

"You don't know how high the sky is, you'll be polite to you! I'll let you see today, what does it mean to be someone else outside the sky!" Facing Feng Qiuying's decisive attack, the white-faced scholar was shocked at first, and then turned his shame and guilt into a hysterical moment. He bent his fingers together, and when he waved the folding fan, a powerful and sharp true energy qi shot out from his fan bone, and was bombarded with Feng Qiuying's sword energy without dodging.

clang!

When the two collided, a sound of metal and iron erupted, and then the white-faced scholar's body was also stagnated.

call out!

Just as Feng Qiuying took action, the strong wind flashed out of her palm with her left hand, and finally rushed towards the rest of the people like lightning. As the strong wind danced, everyone saw that it was a fiery red whip, and was now rushing towards them fiercely.

"What's it!"

The sudden attack also made everyone stunned, and then hurriedly activated their true energy and collided with the whip shadow.

"Play!"

Feng Qiuying not only practiced swordsmanship since childhood, but also practiced long whip together. This fiery red whip is

Feng Tianxing gave her a gift at her coming-of-age gift. This thing is a third-grade magic weapon, which is extremely rare.

The long whip is suitable for group attacks. Feng Qiuying now holds a sword in one hand and waves the whip in the other hand, strangling the White-Faced Scholar and the rest of the people. The battle is difficult to resolve for a while.

Feng Qiuying was surprised at the reactions of these people, then nodded in a clear way, and the worries in her beautiful eyes dissipated a lot.

After all, these people have lived under people for a long time and have not been influenced by the pride of spring breeze. How can they have the character of being proud of others?

To put it bluntly, garbage is always garbage.

Immediately, I stared at the people on the other side with an inexplicable look. A smile that stings their souls flashed across the beautiful face of the peach blossoms: "It's useless!"

Then I didn't say much, the next moment, the jade foot slid out in a lightning flash, and the cinnabar mole on the forehead looked even more red at this time...

Song!

A sharp sword energy slashed out of thin air, slashing through the air, and then turned into several trajectories and swept across the group. This sword was not only as fast as a storm, but also as unstoppable as a rainstorm pear blossom.

Just by this trick, Feng Qiuying showed her extraordinary qualities and profound family education skills...

"You don't know how high the sky is, you'll be polite to you! I'll let you see today, what does it mean to be someone else outside the sky!" Facing Feng Qiuying's decisive attack, the white-faced scholar was shocked at first, and then turned his shame and guilt into a hysterical moment. He bent his fingers together, and when he waved the folding fan, a powerful and sharp true energy qi shot out from his fan bone, and was bombarded with Feng Qiuying's sword energy without dodging.

clang!

When the two collided, a sound of metal and iron erupted, and then the white-faced scholar's body was also stagnated.

call out!

Just as Feng Qiuying took action, the strong wind flashed out of her palm with her left hand, and finally rushed towards the rest of the people like lightning. As the strong wind danced, everyone saw that it was a fiery red whip, and was now rushing towards them fiercely.

"What's it!"

The sudden attack also made everyone stunned, and then hurriedly activated their true energy and collided with the whip shadow.

"Play!"

Feng Qiuying not only practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, but also practiced long whip together. This fiery red whip was the gift Feng Tianxing gave her at her coming-of-age gift. This thing is a third-grade magic weapon, which is extremely rare.

The long whip is suitable for group attacks. Feng Qiuying now holds a sword in one hand and waves the whip in the other hand, strangling the White-Faced Scholar and the rest of the people. The battle is difficult to resolve for a while.

call out!

Just as Feng Qiuying took action, the strong wind flashed out of her palm with her left hand, and finally rushed towards the rest of the people like lightning. As the strong wind danced, everyone saw that it was a fiery red whip, and was now rushing towards them fiercely.

"What's it!"

The sudden attack also made everyone stunned, and then hurriedly activated their true energy and collided with the whip shadow.

"Play!"

Feng Qiuying not only practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, but also practiced long whip together. This fiery red whip was the gift Feng Tianxing gave her at her coming-of-age gift. This thing is a third-grade magic weapon, which is extremely rare.

The long whip is suitable for group attacks. Feng Qiuying now holds a sword in one hand and waves the whip in the other hand, strangling the White-Faced Scholar and the rest of the people. The battle is difficult to resolve for a while.
Chapter completed!