"Swish!" As the words fell, another whip whip came harshly. Feng Henwan closed his eyes and his face was full of determination: "No, never, I, Feng Henwan, have made a mistake once, and I will never make mistakes again this time!"

After a pause, he spit out blood that poured into his mouth because of another whip, "You fight, even if I am so scared, I will still stand in front of her!"

"Damn it, damn it!"

This time, the ancestor of the Feng family was completely angered by him. The cold and hostile aura was poured into the White Tiger Whip with a lot of spiritual power. His hideous and terrifying face covered with blue veins made everyone around him feel creepy.

"Go to die for me!"

This time the whip shadow will be completely scattered. This time, he will finally have no regrets when he protects her for the last time. Regardless of whether she forgives or not, whether she is moved or not, his brother will never be able to accompany you again in the future!

Jinyue, Jinyue, my favorite sister, I want to tell you how painful it was when I lost you. When I met you again, even if you didn’t admit it, I finally recognized you. Only you will hide grievances under the resentment, and only you will always be stubborn in your eyes every time you are hurt.

Jinyue, goodbye forever! The words hidden in my heart will never be able to tell you. Do you know that the moment I met you, I understood the meaning of this name! The wind regrets that it is too late, the wind regrets that it is too late. From the moment I met you, everything is too late!

As the name suggests, the White Tiger Whip is integrated into the soul of a white tiger beast when refining the weapon, so it can be as powerful as a tiger's claw, and can whip and soul.

When everyone opened their eyes wide, they had different thoughts and imagined the scene that was about to happen, and a sudden change occurred.

"Buzz!" A red rainbow-colored sword light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and a violent aura bloomed, blocking the White Tiger Whip to the point where Li Feng hated him to be too late.

Qinjiu, a sea of ​​consciousness, yawned lazily. The tone could make people imagine her ungrateful look at this moment: "Xiao Xuexue, I will lend you this Red Rainbow Sword first. Who made me love you so much?"

After thinking about it, she seemed to be afraid that the little weapon spirit who had just "get rid of maternal love" would be too aggrieved. She added again: "My little weapon spirit has just been weaned. You have to be gentle, otherwise, it will scare him and it will not want to obey you next time."

Well, the kind of master is really the kind of weapon spirit! I silently complained in my heart, Feng Qingxue grabbed the Red Rainbow Sword floating in the air, and snorted coldly at the ancestor of the Feng family: "Old man, do you think I, Feng Qingxue, are you just a soft persimmon and you can pinch it with you? Look at the trick!"

"Roar!" As if hearing a shrill tiger roar, everyone saw the White Tiger Whip entangled with the Red Rainbow Sword, breaking a piece.

"How could it be?" Seeing that the White Tiger Whip, which was comparable to a magical weapon, was cut in half, the ancestor of the Feng family suddenly knelt down dejectedly as if he had lost his heart.

"The White Tiger Whip is broken, why should I give it back to him? I..."

He vomited blood in a piss of blood. The ancestor of the Feng family no longer had the Zhang Yang Gui Li he had just now. He just looked at the white tiger whip that seemed to have lost his vitality on the ground for a moment and regretted it.

"Master, I just smelled a breath on the White Tiger Whip. Although the breath was very weak, it was very similar to the breath emitted by the master, and it had a pleasant fragrance of lotus flowers."

Chi Hongjian, who returned to Qin Jiu, was confused about what had just happened: "Master, will the White Tiger Whip be yours? If so, I know a way to save the White Tiger Whip!"

"What method?" Seeing that the little weapon spirit was so sure, Qin Jiu's doubts became even greater. The White Tiger Whip was tens of thousands of years old at first sight. How could she have something to do with it?

"If the spirit of the weapon is damaged, only the master's blood can be cured. If it is really the master's weapon, you can definitely save it."

Hesitating about the struggle in his heart, Qin Jiu touched the head of the Little Vessel and smiled bitterly: "Little Chihong, if I am really its owner, then I can conclude that you will definitely be in peace if you follow me in the future!"

"Master, I'm not afraid!" A pair of pink and tender little hands held Qin Jiu's big hand. Chi Hong tied a braid and wore a red double-breasted Tang suit. She looked so cute and tight.

"It is the master's essence and blood that creates Chi Hong. If there is no master, Chi Hong will always be an ordinary sword, so Chi Hong is willing to accompany the master forever and kill all enemies who dare to hurt the master for the master!"

"Okay, Feng Qingxue, I want to exchange it with you!"

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