"The reason...that's it!"

Facing the aggressive Yuan Chen, Feng Huasanren shook his head gently. The dull left eye was not moving, but the right eye blinked, staring at Yuan Chen with no explanation, but emphasized it again.

"That's fun!"

In response to this, Yuan Chen, who was solemnly confronting, suddenly grinned, but anyone could hear the coldness in his tone. A wolf-like death breath burst out from his eyes. He was dancing wildly in a wide black robe. The harsh and desperate aura erupted, and the entire castle cooled down.

"Since you are not sincere, then fight one after another. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy, and the weak obey the strong!"

"If you win, I will listen to you! But...If you lose, you have to surrender to me!"

Fenghua Sanren frowned slightly, then smiled with a serious expression, and a sharp aura rose up, confronting Yuanchen's sharp edge with a boiling fighting spirit. The smell of gunpowder was filled with the two.

"No matter how you look at this condition, I will suffer a loss!"

"However, this bet is just right for me!"

"Let's go, go to the battle outside the city. No matter what you win or lose, this place is our property after all!"

After waved, a strong wind roared, Fenghua Sanren's figure disappeared without a trace, Yuan Chen silently reached his head. Although he was not sure how she left, this little trick could not help him. He locked in the direction where the breath disappeared, and exploded continuously. The hazy figure rushed over the city and chased after him.

After a while, it was confirmed that it was really okay. The minions in the castle breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the cold ground, and then whispered and gossiped. The situation was so fast that they couldn't understand it.

However... it would be nice if they could really have a strong backer. The stronger the power they are, the better they can make and make more money.

"I have never fought with all my strength since I broke through this realm. I hope you don't let me down!"

The strong wind dissipated, and Fenghua Sandang had just arrived not far outside the city. The chaotic wind pressure was raised. With the sound of breaking wind, thousands of bone spurs of size cut through the dim sky. At the same time, several identical bloated figures also jumped out of the city. The surface of the body was covered with heavy white bone armor with dead intentions. They were homophonic and could not tell the truth and the false came over.

"Arrogant!"

Fenghua Sanren snorted coldly, calmly closed his hands, and the heart of the source was inspiring. A piece of talent imprint engraved on it lit up. The next moment, the wind and clouds changed color, and a broken hair flew up. The storm that was as angry as nature came, blocking it like a wall, sweeping away, directly submerging the bone spurs in the sky, smashing it into pieces.

As a monk of the Source Dharma, his methods have changed greatly. Since the practice of the third turn, even she herself cannot remember how many talented abilities she has swallowed and digested.

"Where are you looking at!"

In less than a fraction of his breath, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and a terrifying swarm of black and white broke out, and half of Yuanchen's body was reorganized in an instant. He looked cold and thousands of swarms followed, stretching out the sharp claws condensed by white bones, carrying the breath of death, and pressing them on her pretty face that was turning around.

Unfortunately, the keen fighting intuition and other talents worked. The opponent reacted at an unimaginable speed. With an arm that rolled up a hurricane as the price of blocking it, his waist folded straight to an angle of 180 degrees. He took a step forward and turned back and avoided the attack.

"roll!"

The blood-stained arm fluttered in the air. Yuan Chen wanted to make further moves. Fenghua Sanren shouted, and the remaining arm waved a knife and banged. As his first talent for refining, although it was simple and direct, the fire that had been trained had long been favored. Every move came at will. The terrifying wind blade instantly tore Yuan Chen into two halves.

The two of them were in a bloody and ruthless battle as soon as they fought.

Unfortunately, it didn't work much, leaving behind a shattered corpse in the ground. The swarm of insects dispersed in the sky, condensed Yuan Chen's body again, suspended in the air, looking down at the other party coldly and solemnly, with a hint of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

This woman is obviously at the same level as him, and is in the early stages of the third-turn, but she is very strong. Her mental methods she has cultivated have reached at least the best level of Xuan. In addition, her down-to-earth foundation is stable than him and her rich combat experience, she can actually be evenly matched with him in a short time.

When he thought of this, Yuan Chen felt a sense of coercion. As he became stronger, the gap between the enemy he encountered would be smaller. He could not slacken. He had to work harder and harder. Only in this way would he not become indifferent to everyone while following the flow.

"A Source-Body Cultivator?"

Fenghua Sanren's expression was also solemn. Unexpectedly, this person's strength was so great. With a thought, he awakened a full load of capsule insects, crawling out from it, crawling into the broken right arm, and instantly a brand new white and tender arm grew.

Of course, what she feared the most was that she seemed to be a source-body monk. Although the source-body method was easier to get started and was widely popular, it was difficult to be profound, and there were fewer levels of reaching the third turn or above.

But it has to be said that once it is profound, it is an immortal strongman. Unless he has full force of siege and suppression, it will be difficult to kill. If he takes one step closer, it will be a terrifying mobile disaster as the Source Military Art.

"What, do you regret it?"

Facing the other party's questions, Yuan Chen couldn't help but snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes, and thought of the stinky woman in the Luo Family Chamber of Commerce when she first came to Cangcheng to learn about the alienation he had cultivated. Although he didn't care about this little thing, it didn't mean he wouldn't be unhappy.

"Forget it, then I won't fight anymore. It's meaningless. I'll admit defeat!"

Fenghua Sanren shook her head slightly, put away her momentum, and gave up her defeat directly. Unless she wanted to fight to the death and fight until she was out of ammunition and food, this battle was meaningless and could not be won.

Anyway, she will not suffer any loss regardless of winning or losing. As for the so-called surrender to her, it doesn’t matter, anyway, it’s just verbal.

"Absent? Haha, don't you think that I will kill you directly than sharing with you, then, isn't everything you have mine?"

Yuan Chen, who hadn't fought so much, was a little unhappy. The battle with all his might made his blood boil. His eyes were fierce under the mask, and he licked his lips and looked at the other person maliciously. Perhaps his soul was bloodthirsty.

"Oh, then you can try it!"

I saw Fenghua Sanren unmoved, took care of his scattered hair, picked up his arms, and said with confidence.

"……snort!"

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Yuan Chen did not choose to turn against her. If he could suppress her casually, it would be fine. But since the other party has proved that his strength is not bad, he would definitely need a bloody battle that would cost a lot of money to kill her.

This is not cost-effective!

And I don’t look at where this place is. I’m really fighting hard between the two sides. I’m afraid some people want to have a mantis stalk the cicada, and the oriole is behind!

"From today on, you and your forces must surrender to me and all for me!"

"Then prepare, we will set off to Death Moon City soon!"

"Well, I'm willing to accept the loss. You are the boss now, and I'll listen to you!"

When he landed in front, Yuan Chen patted her face, emphasized in a deep voice, and left another command, leaving a back figure. Fenghua touched the red cheeks and palm prints, frowned, then yawned lazyly, followed, and nodded perfunctorily.
Chapter completed!