The night feathers glanced at Zhou Xuan: "When the cows are horses, is this true?"

"The husband's words are both difficult to chase!" Zhou Xuan clenched his fists.

The night feathers swelled at the corner of the mouth. "Some days, there is no work, it is the activity."

"Humph!"

Zhou Xuan roared and turned back a few meters, pulling away from the night feathers.

"Ling mad, this time you look away, hehe." Bud took a shot of Ling Feng's shoulder and the two retreated to the side.

"I will be merciful." Zhou Xuan, although angry, has not lost his mind, knowing that Bud can't start too heavy here.

The night feathers stand in the same place, the smile on the corner of the mouth is still the same, look at Zhou Xuan: "Can you start?"

Zhou Hyun nodded, just after the end, the figure of the night feathers disappeared.

"Be careful!" Ling Feng's face changed, subconsciously reminded.

Hey!

The night feathers rushed to a purple shadow directly to Zhou Xuan, a palm wave.

Zhou Xuan's muscles were tight, and he quickly reached out and blocked his arm.

The night feathers did not give Zhou Xuan a chance to breathe, and a palm was followed by an elbow.

Three or five rounds, Zhou Xuan has been passive defense, and the defense is getting more and more difficult, Zhou Xuan's strength is the eighth-order advanced, I do not know why it was beaten by the night of the eight-step.

Bud looked at the play and looked at the two fights. For the strength of the night feathers, Bud was confident.

Zhou Xuan’s heart was even more angry, and he saw that he was suppressed by the night feathers. In a hurry, the body’s spiritual power suddenly spurred, and a bang, the spiritual flame wrapped his arms and formed a fire shield in front of himself, trying to stop with flames. A continuous attack of the night feathers.

The night feathers blinked, the movement slowed down a bit, and the same body worked.

"Ling Feng, your brother seems to be in a hurry." The smile on Bard's face is still there.

Ling Feng's face flashed a touch of dignity, it seems that he was a little stunned this night!

Hey!

The night feathers and arms were directly inserted into the fire shield, and the two bodies suddenly stopped.

The night feathers kept the posture of the shot, and the fire shield in front of Zhou Xuan slowly dissipated.

Not far away, Ling Feng’s pupils shrink, this is...

The night feathers are wrapped in purple flames, and the whole palm stays in front of Zhou Xuan. The hot hair is baked in the front of the sun. The hair is slowly zoomed. If the night feathers are moving forward, Zhou Xuan directly dies on the spot. .

"The spirit of the supreme, burning sea Lei Yan, I can't think of it, you have this kind of baby in your hand." Ling Feng looked at the side face of the night feathers, the scorn in his eyes has completely disappeared: "Zhou Xuan, this time you lost."

Zhou Xuan stepped back two steps, and some fear looked at the palm of the night feathers, his lips squirming: "I am talking and talking, I will be your life later."

The night feathers slowly retracted the palms, and the purple Lei Yan disappeared. Zhou Xuan, who ignored the defeat of himself, looked at Ling Feng on the side of the field: "He is not qualified, you are coming!"

The night feathers are floating in a word, so that the shocking Zhou Xuan pupil is magnified again!

This night Yu Yu... is it crazy? ! Even if there is a fire in the body, the gap in the realm cannot be erased! Eight to the ninth, there is no chance of winning!

Ling Feng looked at the night feathers for the first time and brought a bit of interest. He said: "Play with me? How do you want to fight?"

"You and I will fight, if I can pick you up, you will not be able to pick up, you will play for the **** enchantress, how?" The night feathers are beautiful and contemptuous.

"Good!" Ling Feng nodded and promised: "You can use any weapon, I only use these hands."