Chapter 1670： Whip of pain (1/2)
”Since Han Jiang doesn't play in person, then as the third brother of Brother Han, it shouldn't be a problem for me to play for him?”
Feng Yixiu slowly stood up, and his powerful aura instantly suppressed the opponent's arrogant arrogance.
”I'm afraid this is a bit wrong...”
The High Priest Xuanshui hesitated again when he saw this, he just wanted to see what the potential of the Han brothers was.
But now the development of things seemed to deviate from his original intention, and when he was about to refuse, Prince Xi Ning stood up.
”Since both parties have this meaning, I don't think there is anything wrong!” Xi Ning said with a turn around with his hands behind his back, and said coldly, ”But after all, this is not a martial arts field. ...”
”Oh? According to your Highness, what are you going to do?” Feng Yi repaired his brows and asked back.
”What I mean is that neither side will summon war spirits, just relying on their own strength to decide the outcome, what do you think?” Xi Ning smiled slightly and said lightly.
While they were talking, Prince Xi Ning and the black-silk woman's eyes met frequently, and it was obvious that they had already negotiated.
The black gauze woman is still a little afraid of Feng Yixiu's war spirits, after all, they are three ultra-limit war spirits!
Even if she has the ultimate body war spirit, she dare not say that she can defeat Feng Yixiu 100% without revealing her trump card...
But if he doesn't use spirit weapons, then he has a huge advantage as an eighth-level war spirit sovereign and a fourth-level source warrior!
”Brother, this seems a bit unfair...” Chao Ge retorted softly.
Xi Ning glanced at Chao Ge coldly, frowned and said, ”There is no place for you to speak here, shut up!”
Hearing this, Feng Yixiu couldn't help furrowing his brows, staring at Xi Ning with murderous eyes.
”It's you who should shut up!”
The violent spiritual pressure was released without concealment, and a domineering dragon-shaped phantom loomed behind him...
In an instant, Xi Ning only felt as if he was in an abyss. The tremendous pressure made his breathing become a little unsmooth.
A drop of cold sweat slowly oozes from Xi Ning's forehead, and his back is instantly saturated with cold sweat...
The black yarn woman slowly put a hand on Xi Ning's shoulder, and immediately released a terrifying pressure.
Two extremely terrifying spiritual pressures are like two invisible beasts colliding and biting, even if they hear the sound of wine glasses bursting together!
In the end, the high priest Xuanshui stopped the fight between the two sides, but the atmosphere on the scene became extremely solemn.
The High Priest of Xuanshui was obviously in a bit embarrassed, this was not just a matter for Han Xiao and Han Jiang.
It also involves the dispute between Princess Tides and Prince Tides, and now that the King of Tides is seriously ill, things have become a little complicated...
After weighing the pros and cons, the High Priest Xuanshui still made a choice, and said lightly: ”Then listen to what the prince said, but the two sides should stop here!”
The black gauze woman smiled triumphantly, Xuan Even took the lead to stand up and whispered, ”Young Master Feng, please!”
Feng Yixiu was naturally not afraid. He took the lead and stood opposite the black yarn woman. He said solemnly, ”Even if you don't use War Spirit, you are not my opponent...”
”Ha ha ha...” The black gauze woman let out a silver bell-like laugh, and said lightly: ”Young Master Feng is as prestigious as in the rumors, but I don't know if he has a false reputation?”
”Is there a false name? Try it and you will know?”
While speaking, Feng Yixiu took the lead in condensing the Azure Dragon Sacred Spear and Azure Dragon Sacred Armor, and a huge Azure Dragon Sky Wheel appeared behind him!
The blue-gold thunder is constantly surrounding him like a wandering dragon, faintly uttering the sound of dragon chants that resounded through the world...