Xiao Ruoyu was both wronged, depressed, and uncomfortable... she was obviously worried about Su Xuan.

She bit her red lips, her face turned pale, and tears were almost coming out.

"Miss, please get out of the way! It seems that our Young Master Su is so confident, so let him try it!!!" Old Qin shouted, very angry. She rarely meddled with other people's business today. Today she made an exception to want to save Su Xuan.

As a result, they don’t appreciate it, hehehehehehe...

"But..." Xiao Ruoyu was not very willing.

But after thinking about it, he could only get out of the way, because Su Xuan was like that, as if he could stop him, he could do anything to himself.

Xiao Ruoyu returned to Mr. Qin.

"Old Qin, you can't watch Su Xuan die, right?" Xiao Ruoyu's voice cried a little: "She is my benefactor."

"I deserve it when I die. I am so arrogant and arrogant. I think that if I defeat a few strong men in the secular world, I will be invincible in the world? Pride and arrogance have to pay a price!"

Mr. Qin said coldly: "It's better to let him suffer a little. His personality and temper need to suffer losses. As for his life, don't worry, I will save him in a crisis."

Xiao Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahahaha..." At the same time, Feng Ming laughed loudly, and he was really laughing miserably.

He has seen a treacherous person, but he has never seen such a treacherous person. Mr. Qin and Xiao Ruoyu have to help you. You are kind-hearted and insist on seeking death by yourself.

Su Xuan looked at Feng Ming quietly and laughed wildly until Feng Ming's laughter was about to fall, and suddenly...

Su Xuan took action.

"laugh......"

Expose your claws horizontally and grab them out at once.

There was no sign of one, two, three, and four in this claw, but the speed of Su Xuan bullying himself.

Quite scary.

Not only fast, but also a kind of suppression that connects mountains and rivers and space.

The momentum is too domineering, like a mountain falling from the air, trying to suppress everything.

The oppressive Feng Ming felt suffocating.

"What?!!!!" Old Qin even trembled as the son of God and almost fainted. This... is this the aura of the heavenly realm?

In just a few days, Su Xuan was in the Heavenly Realm?!

What a joke?

Feng Ming only felt that the figures in front of him were in front of him, too hurrying and too hasty, and there was no way to avoid them. Moreover, he felt the scent of death with a bone-broken smell of death in the cold.

His mind was roaring like a torn sound, and he realized at the first moment - he was confused. The boy in the secular world in front of him was a strong man, a monster beyond imagination...

In an extremely dangerous situation, Feng Ming was completely subconscious, raised his arm and grabbed the heavy knife behind him.

Heavy knife out of body.

"Cang..."

The strong and roaring evil spirit almost became substantial, showing a purple-red fishy smell.

The heavy sword moved across the sky, and the whole hall was crying, as if it was about to be shattered by the sword energy and evil energy.

The heavy knife is black, only three feet long, but half a foot wide, and very thick, half an inch thick.

Relying entirely on his terrifying combat experience and consciousness, Feng Ming's arms rolled, his muscles squirmed, and his true energy roared, driving the black heavy sword to slash towards him.
Chapter completed!