Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 259: Life and death conceited

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Chapter 259 Life and death conceited

Wu Feiyu looked at the beauty in front of him, beautiful and beautiful, as bright as jade, more beautiful than any woman he had seen.

Especially those cold and charming phoenix eyes, giving people a strong desire to conquer.

He suddenly didn't want to let such a beautiful woman die. Elder Li Zhengdeli asked him to kill because he didn't want to leave such a powerful disaster.

But if she just abolished her, wouldn't it be all right?

His ordinary face aroused a narrow smile, deliberately loudly:

"Junior Sister Wushuang, you and I are very different in strength. You should know that I want to kill you. It's easy to turn around. In this arena, there is an unwritten rule that is conceited. Even if I kill you, you die. You are dead, and you Qingyun Sword Sect cannot seek revenge on me. Junior sister, you certainly don’t want to die. Why don’t I show mercy if you promise to stay with me for five months?"

The reason why it is five months is because in his eyes, he should be tired of at most five months.

When it comes to killing or plucking, isn't it a word from him?

As soon as he said this, many people frowned and scolded.

"Wu Feiyu is too arrogant!"

"He is such a person!"

"How can Fan Haizong have such a scum!"

"If Wushuang doesn't agree, will he be killed by Wu Feiyu?"

"Man, how can you threaten with this! It's a shame to our men!"

Wu Feiyu didn't seem to hear the scolding below, and those ordinary eyes looked at Wushuang with a smile but a smile, as if she was confident that she would agree.

A sneer evoked at the corner of Mu Wushuang's mouth. Wu Feiyu deliberately exposed his mind in front of everyone and used words to insult her. I am afraid that she just wanted to see her begging for mercy in front of everyone to satisfy his terrible vanity.

The more ordinary people look, the greater their vanity.

Wu Feiyu doesn't care about other people's curses, because he knows that as long as he succeeds, those men will only envy him in their hearts.

And he can still be famous because of this. Although it is not a good reputation, it will always allow him to step on Wushuang's reputation and improve his reputation.

Wu Feiyu doesn't want to stay in such a remote place all the time. His goal is to be looked at by the elders of the first and second-rate sects and bring him into those big sects.

The greater the reputation, the greater his hopes.

Thinking of this, Wu Feiyu's smile became even worse, even ignoring the mocking sneer at the corner of Wushuang's mouth.

"Daddy, you are so ice!"

Xiao Xuanxi felt that his father seemed very angry just now, and even the temperature around him dropped. It was chilly.

Wujizi shuddered. It was not cold, but an overwhelming slaying air. He felt that the young emperor of the Azure Dragon Shrine in front of him had the urge to go up and pinch Wu Feiyu of Fanhai Sect to death.

It's worthy of being the young emperor, even the killing intent is poured out, making people's bones cold.

Long Mo rubbed his son's head deeply. He didn't want to scare his son, he suppressed the killing and killing a lot.

His dark and cold eyes glanced at Wu Feiyu, as if to make a mark on his soul, so that he would not live beyond life.

Wu Feiyu trembled suddenly, feeling a bitter cold as he was stared at as prey.

"Why, for such a long time, Junior Sister hasn't considered it yet?"

Wu Feiyu shook his head to get rid of the horrible illusion, and asked Wushuang a little impatiently.

"I'm thinking about how to make your death more painful."

Mu Wushuang said slowly.

"You!"

Wu Feiyu smirked: "Just rely on you? Just rely on your cultivation in the later stage of the spiritual master realm, and want to kill me?"

Mu Wushuang ignored him, but instead asked elder Changdong not far away loudly: "Elder Changdong, is it conceited during the competition?"

Elder Changdong looked at her and nodded slowly: "Yes, life and death are conceited."

In other words, in the ring, you die if you die, and you will not be held accountable.

She picked up her phoenix eyes, and the bracelet flicked, and a green long sword appeared in her fair hands.

As soon as the long sword came out, the blood suddenly rose, making people feel as if they were in an ancient battlefield. The terrifying killing aura caused the people under the ring to retreat for several steps before they withdrew from the range of the long sword.

The people who stepped back relaxed as if they were relieved. At the moment they were locked in by the killing intent, they were extremely panicked.

"Kendo!"

Elder Changdong's eyes lit up.

At a young age, he actually comprehended kendo. This talent can no longer be described as a monster.

This Wushuang, how many surprises still have not been revealed!

"What a terrible sword intent!"

"Have you noticed that Wushuang has always been bare-handed before, without taking out weapons, just took out the sword! She seems to be serious!"

"Where did this Wushuang come from? How could he have such a terrifying sword intent!"

"I wonder if she can defeat Wu Feiyu!"

"Wu Feiyu is a realm higher than her, no one can be beaten so easily!"

At this moment, Wu Feiyu felt a trace of fear.

He was closest to Wushuang, and he could even feel her cold sword intent, which made him feel terrified.

But in a flash, he became confident. You must know that even if there is only one level difference between the realm and the realm, there is a huge difference, not to mention that Wushuang and him are nine levels different, a big difference.

A spiritual master state and a spiritual king state are equal to the difference between heaven and earth.

No matter how high she is in kendo, she is not going to be crushed and beaten by him.

"Well, Junior Sister Wushuang, if you don't leave after giving you a way out, then no wonder I'm so cruel!"

While speaking, Wu Feiyu raised the big knife, and his footwork suddenly flashed out like a ghost. With a sharp blade wind, he suddenly slashed at Mu Wushuang's neck.

His footwork is really weird, as if his body is just moving, but the person has already reached Wushuang's body, like a ghost.

Mu Wushuang didn't move, she just slowly lifted the sword in her hand.

When you kill the sword, you will see blood.

No matter how fast Wu Feiyu's footwork is, can it be faster than her sword?

I saw the long sword in her hand swinging, bringing out a terrible sword aura. Her sword aura was broken down into countless sword auras in the air, suddenly intertwined, as if forming a huge sword net. Between the flints, Sen Leng's sword net was twisted towards Wu Feiyu!

"Crack!"

Everyone only saw that Wu Feiyu's treasured sword filled with spiritual power was broken by the sword net!

Wu Feiyu's eyes were about to split, and he vomited blood out of his heart, and his face was unbelievable—his natal sword, which was built by a sixth-order crafting master, was broken!

How is this possible!

However, the sword net was still twisting at him, he quickly threw a defensive magic weapon, and hid back, the sword net smashed the magic weapon to pieces, and he was almost entangled with one hand!

The sword intent dissipated, Wu Feiyu had no time to rejoice, only Wushuang swung his sword again!

He quickly used ghost trails to dodge, but he is not the only one who knows footwork, so can Mu Wushuang! She will shrink to an inch! It's much more advanced than the ghosts!

The footwork under her feet is illusory, mysterious and mysterious, with a slight movement, only a ghost is left, and the whole person has appeared behind Wu Feiyu.