Li Kemang must keep some spiritual power to defend, otherwise it will be easy to finish.

Just now, when Li Kemang attacked with all his strength, Feng Xingying's fiery red spirit sword slashed, creating a dazzling flame in the air.

After the flames and lightning confronted in mid-air, they landed strongly in front of Li Kemeng, burning his leather jacket to death.

"It's really useless! Counterattack!" Feng Yuexian was still chirping.

Li Kemang has already stopped.

"I lost. Thank you for your mercy."

Feng Xingying's flames could go further, at least burning one of Li Kemang's arms, but she just burned his clothes.

Although he is now naked and has some skin charred, at least he has no worries about his life.

The other party has held back, and the winner has been decided. Li Kemang is not the kind of person who refuses to admit defeat.

"It's obvious that there is no winning or losing!" Feng Yuexian didn't buy it: "Li Kemang, are you crazy? Fight back."

"Shut up." Li Kemang suddenly turned his head: "I have died for Brother Wuqing, and I have returned his favor. From today on, I, Li Kemang, withdrew from the Black Panther Group."

After saying that, he just barely walked away step by step.

"Yes, he's a man!" Wang Dachui and others couldn't help but sigh.

"We Feilong welcome you." Feng Xingying immediately spoke for Ji Jue.

"No, Brother Wuqing has been kind to me. Even if I leave him, I can't join the four major adventure groups again.

When I’m old, it’s time to give myself a home.” Li Kemang left firmly.

Feng Xingying finally understood why Ji Jue didn't speak anymore.

Because he had guessed the answer.

"Your spiritual sword is very good." Ji Jue praised.

"Thank you, beautiful brother, for the compliment." Feng Xingying grimaced with a smile.

But there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Do you have a name?"

"Huolin."

Is the Spirit Sword? It originally had no name.

But Feng Xingying immediately gave it a name.

This is not the Xihuang Sword she used to. In order to conceal her identity, she is not suitable to use the Xihuang Sword. This is a gift given to Ye Xing by Qin Molin that day.

Especially in the weapon refining shop that day, Qin Molin used the spirit control technique and dazzling weapon refining techniques, and at the same time, he controlled dozens of weapon refining hammers, and became n weapon refiners alone, creating this simple and unpretentious fire-type spirit sword for her in one breath.

This sword looks ordinary, and its biggest benefit is also obvious, which is easy to change identity and is a growth type.

After Feng Xingying advanced to the Xuanling Master, he added a crystal core of a fourth-level fire spirit beast to the sword. After being forged and smelted, his ability became stronger.

All of these are thanks to Qin Molin.

Fire Lin Sword, Qin Molin's Lin.

Feng Xingying couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips.

"Bastard, who else will kill him for me?!" Feng Yuexian was almost mad.

The high position of the leader of the Black Panther Adventure Group has long made her accustomed to being arrogant and domineering. How could she tolerate such continuous slaps in the face?

The absolute strength of Feng Xingying made her awe. Especially her technique of fighting seriously with Li Kemang but saving her life was even more convincing.

What I admire most in the adventure group is the people with strength and loyalty. Feng Xingying has already obtained it.

So even if they can fight, they are unwilling to fight life and death with such an outstanding opponent as Feng Xingying. Because they are not willing to sacrifice their lives or kill this young man that they admire.

The scene was a stalemate.

Only Feng Yuexian roared hysterically: "A bunch of waste! What's the use of me raising you?"

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