Chapter 1467

More than a dozen figures passed through the prohibition over the Sancai hall and landed on the challenge arena in the middle of the Sancai hall.

Yan Wenwen walked in front of her, followed by long Xinhang, who is always like a shadow.

Yan Tingting stood silently behind her and looked at Song Fei calmly.

The most remarkable thing is a young woman brought by Yan Wenwen. This woman is also a Sequoia with the same arrogance. Even the expression on her face is similar to Yan Wenwen. Although she also has a peerless face, Song Fei hated it at the first sight.

As for the rest, or for others, they are all geniuses and great heroes, but for Song Fei, these people are yanwenwen's followers, which are automatically ignored by Song Fei.

Yan Wenwen looked at Song Fei coldly and proudly and said to the woman around her, "cousin, this person is Yue Tianyu."

"Oh!" the woman nodded faintly, and then said in a cold voice, "the small scattered repair is happy enough to hop around. In a word, there is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is called the king."

The sitting Song Fei opened his eyes and looked calmly at the woman in red in front of him. He said faintly: "the people of the Phoenix family always don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth. In the past, Yan Wenwen was like this. Later, he was slapped and learned to be good. Now another one comes out. It seems that Lao Tzu will continue to slap and make some people wake up."

Yan Wenwen listened to Song Fei sprinkle salt on his wound, and her whole lung was going to explode. She immediately said to Song Fei, "Yue Tianyu, one day, I will let you kneel in front of me and beg me, so that you can't survive or die, and you can't exceed life for hundreds of millions of years."

Song Fei snorted coldly: "the defeated general under his command, an dare to speak bravely! Go away. Did you forget the last lesson so soon?"

A word bored back, which made yanwenwen tremble with popularity, but she couldn't find the tone to refute at all. The whole face was almost white, and her chest was constantly bullied. Instead, many of the following thoughts were thrown on the fullness of her chest and appreciated the surging up and down in front of yanwenwen's chest.

Song Fei directly bypassed Yan Wenwen and cast his eyes on the face of the people who came. He said faintly, "since you are here to challenge, you must know the rules."

While talking, Song Fei took out a fairy sword and threw it to the edge of the challenge arena.

The woman in red said coldly, "Wenwen, go aside first and see me kill this madman to vent your anger."

Yan Wenwen nodded angrily, looked at Song Fei and said to the woman in red, "elder martial sister, you must keep his spirit. I want him to survive, not to die."

The woman in red nodded grimly and said, "don't worry, I will catch you alive."

Yan Wenwen said coldly, "Tingting."

Yan Tingting behind her also took out a fairy sword with celestial tools and threw it to the edge of the challenge arena. When Yan Wenwen saw it, she said coldly to Song Fei: "Yue Tianyu, put this sword on the challenge arena for a while. Later, it will not only be your flying sword on the edge, but all the things in your storage ring are our Phoenix family."

Song Fei said coldly, "I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, or do you Phoenix fight by your mouth?"

Song Fei was the only one talking in the challenge arena, but Yan Wenwen and others clearly felt that there were many people laughing in the thoughts coming to the top of the challenge arena. Yan Wenwen felt that these smiles were full of light ridicule, as if they were laughing at the humiliation she had suffered before.

"Hum!" Yan Tingting snorted coldly. At dusk, she turned and walked out of the challenge arena, stood above the challenge arena and said to the woman in red: "cousin, Yue Tianyu's defense is good. You should pay attention."

The woman in red nodded silently, but the pride in her eyes was still the same, and she didn't know whether she cared about Yan Wenwen's words.

Only Song Fei and the woman in red are left in the challenge arena. Song Fei has a calm face and the woman in red has a proud face. Their breath is silently colliding. They haven't started fighting yet. They take the lead in fighting and compete against each other.

With a calm voice, Song Fei slowly said, "look, you're not an unknown person. Report your name so that I can know who the defeated Feng clan are."

The woman in red raised her head and said with a sneer on her beautiful face, "remember, the person who captured you alive today and is about to torture you is called yanqingling."

Song Fei silently read: "Qingling, Qingling, Qingxiu Shuiling, but it's a pity that you don't match this name at all."

"Seek death!" Yan Qingling spread out his palm, a flame exploded, and then a slender red fairy sword suddenly appeared. This sword is somewhat similar to the fairy sword in Yan Wenwen's hand, and it is also the top fairy sword among the celestial tools.

With the same move, the flaming sun Phoenix fire sword was used from Yan Qingling's hand, and the flaming Phoenix flew high from the sword. The whole challenge arena instantly fell into the whole flame world, and their faces flashed and flushed.

The power of this move is worse than that of a hundred yanwenwen.

"Is the cultivation of level 3 immortal?" Song Fei whispered, "but you are much better than the boy. It seems that the cultivation skills are not only level 4 immortal. I'm afraid you have reached level 4 immortal."

Facing the flame, the Phoenix spread its wings and flew. Song Fei stood in place and commented with ease on his face. He looked at Yan Qingling's anger even more.

"To deal with you, Tianxian Level 3 is enough." Yan Qingling smiled grimly. The immortal sword in his hand came out and turned into a red light into the flame Phoenix. For a time, the power of the flame Phoenix doubled.

The huge flame Phoenix flew from heaven to earth. Compared with the flame Phoenix, Song Fei in the challenge arena was like a gap between a mountain and mole ants.

The Yan Qingling in the distance continued to sneer, as if laughing at Song Fei's overestimation. In the face of his proud magic, he didn't avoid it.

Under the light of the fire, Song Fei's face flashed a sneer of disdain. Facing the towering flame in front of him, he took several palms continuously.

"Chirp!" the flame Phoenix seemed to hiss in pain. Under the palm wind of Song Fei, the body of the flame was slowly dissipating. When it flew in front of Song Fei, the whole flame phoenix only had a burning fairy sword.

Song Fei immediately grabbed at Xianjian.

The distant Yan Qingling's face changed slightly, his mind moved, and the immortal sword stabbed Song Fei flew back in an instant.

Song Fei did not chase, but continued to stand in place, looked at Yan Qingling with a sneer, and said faintly: "the fiery sun Phoenix fire sword is extraordinary, but your strength is not enough."

Arrogance reappeared on Yan Qingling's face. Looking at Song Fei, Leng hum: "your defense is really good, but only a turtle with a shell. There are many ways to catch turtles, and you don't have to stab them with a sword."

Song Fei said faintly, "Feng clan, it's true that you fight with your mouth. Your mouth is much stronger than your strength."