Chapter 145 Procrastination

In the face of such a powerful attack, even if Feng Xiaotian is bold, he is also afraid in his heart. First, he dodged the blue light, and then the divine consciousness moved, and a small divine consciousness came out of the body, like tentacles to the huge green dragon. Unexpectedly, as soon as the divine consciousness arrived at the side of the green dragon, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the wind is small sky. I can no longer feel the divine consciousness I just released.

Feng Xiaotian was shocked. He didn't expect that the green dragon was so strange that he could devour his consciousness. Looking at the Qinglong that had almost rushed to him, he could not avoid it. In a hurry, Feng Xiaotian didn't care about thinking too much. As soon as the Lieyang sword turned over, his strongest move "turning the sky" suddenly took action.

The secret of turning the sky is really strong. With Feng Xiaotian as the center, the red sword light suddenly shot out of the body of the hot sun. In an instant, the light of the sword was so long, and the light turned into countless sword shadows, sweeping in all directions. The sky over the field was full of red sword light, mixed with countless dazzling sword tip shadows. With a stingling murderous spirit, he burst out in all directions.

The green dragon transformed by the green dragon sword is not afraid. The huge body swings in the air, with its head back and its tail facing forward. The long dragon tail "swung" at the red sword light in the sky and crashed straight into the dense sword light. He only heard a series of "jingling" sounds, and Qinglong's body quickly It became smaller, and finally with a sad cry, it returned to the appearance of the green dragon sword and flew back to Xiao Beichen's hands.

And Feng Xiaotian felt a huge force coming from the Lieyang sword. The tiger's mouth suddenly cracked and could no longer hold the hilt of the sword. The Lieyang sword suddenly flew out of the palm of its hand and hit the boundary. "When" fell to the edge of the stage.

Feng Xiaotian felt that the huge force had not disappeared, but hit him directly. He only felt that his chest was like a huge hammer. There was a sharp pain all over his body. His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. The stars sprinkled in the air. Feng Xiaotian only felt weak, but he was no longer in the air. "Wo" With a sound, he fell heavily on the stage and struggled to get up, but he fell to the ground several times and couldn't stand for a moment.

"Haha, boy, it's amazing to block my unique skill 'Qinglong Three Swing Tails' in Pengzhou Fairy Island. It's really good! However, you are seriously injured. I think if you still don't admit defeat, I'm afraid your life will be here!" Xiao Biechen laughed wildly. Looking at Feng Xiaotian's powerless to get up, Xiao Biechen's heart was full of pride.

"Huh! Don't be happy too early. I haven't lost yet!" Feng Xiaotian lay on the ground and gritted his teeth and said. Although he couldn't get up for a while, he felt that there were countless warm streams flowing all over his body. Wherever he passed, the meridians were suddenly smooth and the injury was much better! He was secretly overjoyed, and it seemed that the fairy body began to play a role again.

"Hey hey! How dare you speak hard? I'm afraid you can't even stop my little finger now, can you? Haha!" Xiao Beichen couldn't even stand up when he saw Feng Xiaotian. He was still lying there with a hard mouth. He couldn't help laughing and sarcasm.

"Huh! I think it's beautiful, but I can still fight!" As soon as Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth, he was about to struggle to stand up. Unfortunately, as soon as he got up, he felt severe pain all over his body and fell down softly.

Yan'er under the stage was about to cry, and her tears were already full of beautiful eyes. Her braided teeth tightly bit her cherry lips and looked at Feng Xiaotian who fell on the stage, and her heart was full of regret.

Even the real person of Daquan sighed secretly and felt that Feng Xiaotian was unable to resist. I'm afraid he would lose this final!

Xiao Beichen saw that Feng Xiaotian fell down again, and he was even more proud. He said sarcastically, "Haha, what a big tone. I'm not afraid that the wind will break your tongue. You can't stand up. What's the point of fighting!" I'm going to admit defeat. I'm the champion of this Pengzhou Conference, haha!" Xiao Biechen, who was complacent, was immersed in the joy of winning the championship at this time. For a moment, he forgot the master's instructions.

Xiao Biechen was proud of himself. Unexpectedly, a cold snorting suddenly came from his ear: "Chen'er, don't talk nonsense. Take this opportunity to take this man's life quickly!" It was his master's mediocre voice.

When Xiao Beichen heard the words, he remembered what the master had told him. He was so busy that he didn't dare to say more. He waved the green dragon sword in his hand, and a sharp sword suddenly shot at the wind Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground and could not move!

Feng Xiaotian saw that Xiao Biechen's face suddenly changed dramatically and his heart was not good. Sure enough, the man waved his hand, which was a fierce cyan sword spirit. He lowered his head and saw that the cyan sword spirit was aggressive. He was anxious and hurriedly accumulated the true qi that had just recovered little, regardless of his body's elegance and indecency. His body rolled on the ground, and one did not enter the stream. The "Donkey Roll" dodged the sword spirit, but the body under the serious injury was not flexible enough. The long hair flying behind the head while moving was cut off a little by the sword spirit. A few strands of black hair fell on the stage. The situation was extremely dangerous. If it was a moment later, I'm afraid that Feng Xiaotian was already in a different place at this moment.

Under the stage, Yaner nervously held the corners of Danyu's clothes tightly, and her whole body trembled slightly. As for Li Haoyu and Qian Xiaosheng, they did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. They nervously stared at Feng Xiaotian's body lying on the ground, and her eyes were full of worry.

Feng Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, sighed in his heart. The true qi that had just accumulated was used up. Now it is very difficult to turn around, but a familiar voice came from his ear: "Brother Xiaotian, how's it going? If it doesn't work, don't hold on and quit the game!" It is the voice of the heavenly spirit and the real person.

Feng Xiaotian was unwilling to admit defeat. He still wanted to fight back. Unfortunately, he had not exerted his secret magic power. He just shook his head slightly at the real person of Tianling, and his eyes were firm and tenacious.

Xiao Biechen was surprised and said, "Good boy, you can still dodge my blow. I admire it! This trick of donkey rolling is really beautiful, haha! However, you really don't have a chance this time!" With that, the Qinglong Sword was raised high again, ready to launch a new wave of attacks.

Feng Xiaotian looked at it and said that his heart was not good. At this moment, I'm afraid he will really reimburse it. If only I could delay it a little longer. After all, I still have hidden killing tricks. It's not good to be so cowardly defeated. Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian shouted in a hurry: "Brother Xiao, wait!"

"Huh? Wait a minute? Do you want me to be slow? On what basis? What are you going to do?" When Xiao Biechen heard the other party shouting, he was a little stunned for a moment and stopped and asked strangely.

"Brother Xiao, do it slowly. I still have something to say. Can Brother Xiao give me a chance?" Feng Xiaotian said sincerely that he was secretly grateful to Qian Xiaosheng at this moment. Only when he was with him these days did he learn to be poor. Otherwise, he could not say anything at this moment. At this time, countless warm currents everywhere in his body appeared again. Near the exhausted Dantian, the true spirit quickly recovered like rain.

"Huh? What else does the dying man have to say? Do you want to beg for mercy?" Xiao Beichen said suspiciously that he couldn't figure out what Feng Xiaotian could say to him for a moment.

"Please forgive me, hey hey, that won't happen!" Although Feng Xiaotian wanted to delay the time, he didn't want to be soft. He rolled his eyelids and said proudly.

"Since I'm not begging for mercy, I won't listen to your nonsense. Take your life!" Xiao Biechen raised the green dragon sword and was ready to attack again.

"Huh! It's about your life and death. Do you like it or not?" Feng Xiaotian turned his head, but he was alarmist.

"Uh? Is it about my life and death? What do you mean? Make it clear?" Xiao Biechen listened to Feng Xiaotian's words and put away his sword, but he asked loudly.

"Huh! Don't you want to hear it?" Feng Xiaotian was secretly happy, but his face asked quietly. At this moment, the warm current in his body surged faster in the meridians, and the injury was faster. Moreover, this kind of healing was automatically carried out by the warm current in his body, and did not absorb aura from the air, so Xiao Beichen did not find it for a while. He thought At this moment, Feng Xiaotian is still seriously injured!

"Since you said it's about my life and death, let me listen to what you want to say? Hurry up, if I find that you absorb Reiki to heal the wound, I will cut you first!" Xiao Beichen said arrogantly.

At this time, the audience under the stage and the seniors on the stage were stunned and thought, "Okay, in this game, the two of them didn't stop fighting, and they actually started to talk.

That day, Ling Zhenren seemed to understand the thoughts in Feng Xiaotian's heart. He was slightly relieved and looked at the field with a smile. As for Shangguan Wuyong, he scolded secretly in his heart. Xiao Biechen, who had more than enough success or failure, quickly cut off Feng Xiaotian's man and talked to others, but he also found that Feng Xiaotian was around. There was no aura fluctuation, and I felt a little relieved. After all, the scene was still in the hands of Xiao Biechen.

"This...this!" Feng Xiaotian was talking nonsense just now. How could he say that it was related to Xiao Biechen's life and death? For a moment, he hesitated and was secretly anxious. He still didn't have the skill of Qian Xiaosheng's nonsense!

"What is this? Come on, are you talking to me?" Xiao Beichen saw that Feng Xiaotian was hesitating, and his heart was anxious. The red light in his eyes flashed, and he began to be irritable again. The Qinglong sword slowly raised, and it was about to take action.

Feng Xiaotian was worried that he had no words to say. Seeing the red light in Xiao Beichen's eyes, he immediately remembered a reason and hurriedly said, "Brother Feng, haven't you noticed any major changes in your body in three days?"

"Change? Haha, of course, I have been distracted from the late stage to the middle stage of distraction. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't easily defeat you!" Xiao Beichen said proudly.

"Brother Xiao misunderstood what I meant. That's not what I said. I'm talking about Brother Xiao's eyes. Didn't you notice? Your eyes are red now!" Feng Xiaotian said this truthfully.

"Eyes? Red?" Xiao Bechen said in surprise.

When Shangguan Wuyong heard these dialogues, his heart was not good. He was about to spread the sound to stop it, but it was too late. Xiao Biechen had waved his empty left hand, and a water curtain like a mirror appeared in front of Xiao Biechen.