Chapter 168 Huaibi's Sin

(At the beginning of this chapter, the fate of Feng Xiaotian has taken a major turn, please continue to pay attention!)

Song Mincheng couldn't help blushing slightly in Feng Xiaotian's laughter. He also felt that he took his personality as a guarantee, which seemed to be really not convincing, so he darkened his face and gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Xiaoyou, you also know the situation in front of you. You are already a turtle in the urn. You can't help but believe it and want to live. You can only do it according to my words. I'll give you two ways to hand over the best spiritual weapon, live, don't hand over, die!" Song Mincheng simply tore his face and threatened nakedly.

"Two ways? Ha ha, I don't choose, I, choose the third way!" At the critical moment of life and death, Feng Xiaotian said with a smile without fear on his face.

The third way? Humph! There is no third way to choose!" Song Mincheng said with a gloomy face. He was also very surprised that the boy didn't seem to be afraid at all. Although he was not ready to let Feng Xiaotian leave alive at all, not to mention, a real person with a heavenly spirit alone is enough for the whole Jinwumen, so he must kill people. As for the oath, hey, just don't do it yourself. So much His subordinates don't eat dry food.

"Haha, I said yes, yes, yes. I would like to fight. Who will come to teach me?" Feng Xiaotian laughed wildly. He knew that he had fallen into an unprecedented danger. He simply let go of his mind and prepared for a big war regardless of life and death.

"Wind boy, aren't you afraid of death?" Song Mincheng said gloomily that he could not understand Feng Xiaotian's idea, because the practitioners are acting against the sky. Once the gods are destroyed, they will die completely and there will be no chance of reincarnate. Therefore, most practitioners are more afraid of death than ordinary mortals. After all, mortals still have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

"Dead? Of course, I'm afraid, but if you teach me to give in to you scum, it's more uncomfortable than death, so I'd rather die in battle, and I won't beg for mercy from treacherous people. If you want my top-quality spiritual weapon, you'd better die!" Feng Xiaotian knew that he couldn't get together, so he simply tore his face and scolded happily. With that, he knew that the war was imminent and was afraid of affecting the dragon horse, so he drove the dragon horse into the sea. The dragon horse was originally a combination of Tianlong and Tianma. Naturally, he could swim in the sea and looked at his master eagerly. It was already psychic and knew himself. The owner was in a troubled situation, and his big eyes were full of worry. Song Mincheng, the owner of Jinwumen, and his disciples, but no one paid attention to the strange horse, but just stared at Feng Xiaotian.

"Hey hey, what a sharp-mouthed boy. I want to be a hero. Well, then I will fulfill you!" Song Mincheng was not angry. He said with a smile, and then turned his head to Meng Hanwei and said, "Master Meng, you can say hello to this boy who doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth for me. Remember, keep alive." He is still thinking about Feng Xiaotian's top-quality spiritual weapon!

"Good!" Meng Hanwei had been eager to try for a long time. Hearing the order of his master, he answered excitedly and took a few steps forward to confront Feng Xiaotian.

"Kid, I advise you one more word, and quickly put it away, otherwise with your cultivation, I will split you in half with an axe!" Meng Hanwei threatened rudely.

"Big guy, what are you talk about? If you want to fight, hit it. If you don't dare to fight, just go back. It's enough for you to dress like a woman. No matter how you talk, you will talk like a woman and say endlessly!" Looking at Meng Hanwei, who was chattering in the room, Feng Xiaotian replied rudely,

"Haha..." People around him laughed wildly. It turned out that Meng Hanwei had a eccentricity and liked to wear red clothes. He usually called him "mother-in-law" in private. Feng Xiaotian inadvertently touched Meng Hanwei's scars.

"You... want to die!" Meng Hanwei was dug to the pain and roared angrily. A face that was not white became purple. The axe was held high, and the amazing momentum was bursting. The red robe on his body was also hunting. Feng Xiaotian felt bad. He stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his body. After all, there was a big gap in strength between the two. In the upper confrontation, Feng Xiaotian has already fallen behind.

"The Shura Cyclone Axe!" A contemptuous smile appeared on the corners of Meng Hanwei's mouth. The big axe in his hand flew out and rotated at high speed in the air. With the sound of "huh" wind, he left a shadow in the air and chopped at Feng Xiaotian fiercely.

Feng Xiaotian has been on guard for a long time. He suddenly appeared with a light sword. He pinched the secret of rushing to the sky. His body was like a crane rushing to the sky and rising from the ground. Meng Hanwei's big axe with a strong wind, which can be scratched at the feet of Feng Xiaotian. A little later, Feng Xiaotian's feet may be unprepared.

"Dragon Horse. Go by yourself!" Feng Xiaotian broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't dare to stay. After shouting at the dragon and horse, the light sword sank and fell under his feet. Feng Xiaotian's true qi went in the direction that Song Mincheng had just pointed out.

"Hey hey, I want to run!" Meng Hanwei sneered and let a distracted practitioners run away in his own hands. He was afraid that he would become a laughingstock in the door. With that, Meng Hanwei no longer hesitated, his body flashed and disappeared in place. It turned out that Meng Hanwei was in a hurry and carried out the instantaneous movement that could be used by the combination period.

Feng Xiaotian was flying forward. In a blink of an eye, he had flown out dozens of miles. Suddenly, the figure in front of him flashed, and a burly figure suddenly appeared on his way forward. Feng Xiaotian was shocked and exclaimed: "Temperclip!"

"Kid, where are you going?" When Meng Hanwei saw Feng Xiaotian flying by, he shouted loudly. He raised the big axe in his hand and was about to split towards Feng Xiaotian. Suddenly, he remembered that the doorkeeper told him that he wanted to keep his mouth alive. His heart was awe-in and he changed his moves in a hurry. He didn't want to make a success, but was blamed by the doorkeeper. That was very bad.

Besides, Feng Xiaotian, seeing Meng Hanwei suddenly stop in front of him, he stopped and changed his way. It was too late. He stopped to fight with him. The gap in strength was obvious, and it was also a lifetime. What should he do?

"Fight!" Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian simply crossed his heart and mobilized all the true power of his whole body, but his hand was non-stop. The sword formula in mid-air was pinched. At present, Feng Xiaotian's most powerful single damage "Tian's secret" suddenly carried it up. The light sword flew from the soles of his feet and fell into Feng Xiaotian's hand, and then the light sword instantly became bigger, with Feng Xiaotian. The figure gradually coincided, forming a one-person-sized lightsaber, radiating a bright light, and the speed of the lightsaber doubled compared with just now, with a tragic and never-looking momentum, it rushed straight to Meng Hanwei.

Meng Hanwei, who didn't pay attention to Feng Xiaotian, didn't expect that Feng Xiaotian kept flying. Instead, he turned into a huge lightsaber and rushed towards him, and the speed was amazing. He was shocked, and he was putting down the big axe and changing his move, but he didn't lift it up. The lightsaber has come to his chest.

"Ah!" Meng Hanwei didn't have time to take the move. Although he thought he was strong, it seemed that the momentum was amazing, and he did not dare to beat his front. With a strange cry, his whole body turned sideways and avoided to the side, but he was already unable to avoid it. Although he avoided being pierced from the chest and immediately breathless, a right arm was still cut down by the lightsaber. The broken arm brought a spong of blood rain. With the big axe "popping" into the water, splashed a foot high splash, and Meng Hanwei's right side was also cut into a long line. In an instant, the blood flow was like a note. Meng Hanwei flew backwards with pain, his face was pale and bloodless, and his heart was even more frightening. He was in the early stage of his combination. The practitioners were actually hit by a distracted period practitioners, and they have lost the power to fight again.

After Feng Xiaotian's lightsaber defeated the enemy in one fell swoop, the human figure flashed, and the human sword was separated and suspended in the air. However, this blow exerted all its strength. Although it worked, it also consumed a lot of energy. His face was pale and almost couldn't support it.

"Waste, why don't you retreat!" Then Song Mincheng, who had arrived, was full of sulking face and scolded Meng Hanwei. Then he turned to Feng Xiaotian and laughed and said, "Haha, what a Feng Xiaotian, I look down on you. You are really the champion of this Pengzhou Conference. You can actually hurt a true person who is two levels higher than yourself. It's really extraordinary, but It's a pity that if you are asked to leave today, how can he have peace with me? Song Mincheng vaguely felt that it was not the right choice to provoke Feng Xiaotian. If this person was not removed today, he was afraid that there would be a disaster of destruction. Thinking that other masters of Jinwumen had also arrived one after another. Seeing Meng Hanwei's embarrassed appearance, they were secretly shocked and looked at Feng Xiaotian with an unbelievable face.

"Master Song, is it possible that you, Jinwumen, are not only good at bullying the small, but also bullying the masses?" As soon as Feng Xiaotian saw the people of Jinwumen arrive, he sighed in his heart. I'm afraid it's bad luck today, and I don't know if Longma has run out?

"Hey hey, Feng Xiaoyou, I will finally give you a chance to hand over the best spiritual weapon. I will give you a way to live. Otherwise, the vast sea under your feet will be the place where you are buried!" Song Mincheng just wants to get this top-quality spiritual weapon first. He is afraid that if Feng Xiaotian is too tight and a Yuanying blows himself up, he can't get anything. After all, if there are two top-quality spiritual weapons in his door, he is afraid that the day of competing with the ten holy places will not be far away. Besides, he has entered the later stage of integration for thousands of years. For a long time, it has not been far from the disaster. With the best spiritual weapon next to you, the certainty of the disaster will be much greater.

"Master Song, you have taken back the Lieyang Sword and become a top-quality spiritual weapon. We don't owe each other. Why do we suffer so hard?" Feng Xiaotian asked in a low voice.

"Hey hey, as the saying goes, 'A man is innocent, and he is guilty.' It can only be blamed that your baby is so good. In addition to the Lieyang Sword, there is also a top-quality spiritual weapon. If I get it, the rise of Jinwumen is just around the corner!" Song Mincheng also completely tore his face open, with a robber's emphasis.