"Who else wants to compete with me?"

The wind also repairs a cold smile, clenched his small fist, sharp eyes around a circle.

Everyone's head shakes like a rattle, the body involuntarily began to backward a few steps, full of eyes are written from the heart.

The black robed coach struggled to get up from the ground, and the eyes of Xiangfeng Yixiu were full of resentment and anger, almost bursting out.

He has been a coach for more than ten years in Qinglong Daoguan, and he has never been so disgraced. It's a shame to leave him at Grandma's house.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the whole Qinglong road hall, and all the coaches in black robes quickly gathered here.

For a while, Feng Yixiu and Bai Yuan were surrounded. Everyone looked at them fiercely, hoping to swallow the two lives alive.

In the future, they will have to represent the reputation of the green dragon hall, so they will have to influence the reputation of the green dragon hall.

Bai Yuan stood beside Feng Yixiu without saying a word. His hand was wrapped by a dazzling white light, and a white lightsaber slowly condensed into shape.

Feng Yixiu also looked relaxed, coldly raised his spear and said in a cold voice, "don't fight one by one. I'm very busy. Let's go together!"

"You will pay for your arrogance!"

After that, the black robed coach showed fierce light, and a huge summoning array appeared beside him, emitting bursts of black flame.

Obviously, he was a warspirit master in the fire department. He only heard a roar of a lion, and a huge lion over two meters tall appeared in front of everyone.

This is a king level war spirit, the full name is the black flame wing lion king, has extremely terrible attack power and explosive power, a pure strong attack system war spirit.

On the mane of the black flame winged lion, there was a black flame burning fiercely, emitting a terrible momentum and pressure. Step by step, it approached the wind.

The rest of the black robed coaches also summoned their own fighting spirits. They were all powerful fighting spirits at the king level, but they were slightly weaker than the black flame winged lion king.

A total of five monarch level war spirit, from all directions slowly toward fengyixiu and Baiyuan, the battle is imminent!

Feng Yixiu and Bai Yuan did not intend to summon the war spirit. They suddenly burst out, and the hard floor showed a spider web like crack.

They rushed in the same direction, and the target was the strongest lion king with black flame wings. After all, they knew the truth of catching a thief before catching a king.

The blue thunder is constantly exploding beside Feng Yixiu. He is like a dragon on the sea, and his whole action is flowing.

And Bai Yuan's swordsmanship is also very strong. White light sword is a spirit soldier of strengthening system, which can greatly increase his speed.

Besides, as a warrior, he also has a very handsome white light armor. With the increase of spirit armor, the speed can be basically equal to that of fengyixiu!

If he had not been unwilling to join hands with the heavenly evil crowd, he would have become a backbone member and would not have been bullied by these people.

The rapid running between the two people constantly staggered changes, a blue ray and white light in the continuous rotation change, dazzling people.

The onlookers were shocked when they saw such a scene. Their fight seemed like a beautiful dance. It was the art of killing

Although it was the first time that Feng Yixiu and Bai Yuan fought side by side, they had a natural tacit understanding. They attacked the black flame Winged Lion King, one left and one right.

The black robed coach looked at the two people's rapid approach, flustered and threw all the magic spirit cards out. Seven streamers of different colors were about to disappear into the body of the fighting spirit.

At the moment when the light was sinking into it, fengyixiu and Baiyuan started their hands at the same time. The speed was so fast that only two beams of light could be seen crossing each other.

Time seemed to be still at that moment, and the hard skin of the black flame winged lion king was instantly scratched with two extremely deep scars, and the warm blood instantly gushed out.

The black flame Winged Lion King, who has not yet reflected, lies powerless on the ground, and his figure gradually becomes illusory.

And all this is too fast, but only in three seconds, it solved a monarch level war spirit!

It has to be said that the ancients' saying that "the world's martial arts can only be fast but not broken" is very reasonable, especially in the context of close combat.

The remaining warspirit just wanted to launch an attack. Seeing the black flame winged lion king suddenly died, he immediately stopped his pace and did not dare to move forward.

War spirit is also afraid. Even though they will obey their master's orders under normal circumstances, they do not dare to act rashly.

Feng Yixiu's strong eyes glanced at the several fighting spirits behind him. The powerful domineering spirit broke out in an instant, and it seemed that a special breath of dragon people had spread out.

I saw him carry the spear behind him, step by step slowly toward the black robed coach, each step revealed the king's hegemony and majesty.The black robed coach was frightened by the powerful momentum and sat down on the ground. His body unconsciously began to move backward, regardless of his dignity as a coach of Qinglong Taoist hall.

The wind also stepped on the black robed coach's chest with his slender legs, and his heavy strength was like the top of Mount Tai. He held himself aloof and said, "is this the Qinglong Taoist hall? I don't think so... "

"Pa pa pa pa..."

All of a sudden, a crisp sound echoed in the hall, followed by a rhythmic sound of high-heeled shoes knocking on the floor.

Feng Yixiu followed his voice and looked at the past, and saw a tall woman walking towards this side, with an intriguing smile in her mouth.

This woman looks quite beautiful, wearing a tight black cheongsam, full of women's unique charm, stepping on the lotus steps towards fengyixiu, and clapping gently as she walks.

Although she did not deliberately show her strong spiritual pressure, but inadvertently exuded a noble aura.

When all the people in Qinglong Road Museum saw this woman, they obediently gave way to the road, and did not dare to breathe.

This is an eight level fighting spirit with the ultimate body and spirit, the real master of the green dragon hall!

"Not bad, not bad It has not been so lively for a long time. " The corner of the mouth of the woman in black rises slightly, light way.

"If I'm not wrong, you should be the owner of qinglongdao hall?" Feng Yixiu looked at the woman carefully and frowned.