Feng Xiao felt that his body had gradually lost consciousness. He finally understood why his adoptive father was proud of taking Ye Huangtian's fifty moves.

Half a minute passed, and his body seemed to be no longer his own, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

"Humat...chaos...skill..."

A faint sound rang out in Feng Xiao’s consciousness, awakening a hint of clarity. His whole body was shocked, and the remaining consciousness forced the Chaos Art, barely regaining the movement ability of his right hand. With a palm, the light red blade stabbed hard at his thigh.

The severe pain made Feng Xiao's consciousness extremely awake. He shouted loudly, and the power of chaos spread throughout his body, instantly breaking through Ye Huangtian's aura, and swung to the extreme, turning into a afterimage, wielding the flying feathers and stabbing Ye Huangtian.

No one has ever been able to make me so embarrassed!

The martial arts of the world are only fast and not broken. Sword God, let me see how you can break my wind-like degree.

The energy was broken, and Ye Huangtian's Ancient Jing Wubo's face showed surprise, but he returned to peace in a flash. There was a purple ancient sword that dissipated his majestic aura in his hand at some point.

Feng Xiao's flying feathers were close at hand. Ye Huangtian did not dodge or avoid it. The right hand holding the sword shook slightly, and instantly weaved a ventilated purple sword net to cover Feng Xiao's whole body.

Feng Xiao seemed to feel countless sharp sword energy piercing his whole body. The other party had only one sword, but it made him feel that there were countless swords wielding together, completely blocking his way. Only by moving forward a little further will he be strangled.

Feng Xiao was shocked and moved sideways quickly, but he was not as good as he could. The body on his left was painful, and countless shallow wounds were carved by the sword energy.

Ye Huangtian stood in his hand holding a purple sword in his hand, as if he had never moved.

Feng Xiao was panting, and his heart was already filled with storms.

One move, just one move hurts yourself.

A sword transforms into countless sword shadows, and each sword shadow contains powerful sword energy, which makes people unable to dodge or resist, let alone get close to his body.

Ignoring countless small wounds, Feng Xiao once again held Fei Yu, who was as light as nothing in his hand. He had decided to fight again. With his shocking and shocking attitude, the sword god had no time to take action.

Feng Xiao paused slightly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. A red light was as fast as lightning, hitting Ye Huangtian's right arm.

The Imperial Sword Ziyang, ranked third in the top ten magic weapons in China, is his must-have item in this life.

The howling wind blew through his ears, and Feng Xiao had already raised the level to the extreme. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura came from his right side - the aura that was definitely not brought by the sword god, but made him feel like he was approaching death.

Although Feng Xiao was shocked and was not confused, he instantly circulated all the chaotic energy, swept the power of chaotic to the extreme, and forced the space around his body...

Ye Huangtian saw a scene that shocked him... The Blood Emperor Shadow Wind, which was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish, completely violated the physical rules. He instantly turned back at the same level and disappeared into the dark night. At the moment he turned back, a silver bullet almost wiped through his leg bend.

Any moving object that wants to stop or reverse motion must have an inertial buffering process where the degree drops to zero. Relatively speaking, the faster the degree, the greater the distance required for buffering and the longer the time. However, Feng Xiao completely violated this principle and was like a light that suddenly touched the mirror, which was instantly reflected by the original.

Ye Huangtian stayed quietly for a while, sighed, put away the Ziyang Sword, and floated back to his previous hiding position.

"Old Xiao, you can't help but take action."

Xiao Ying looked at his hands in disbelief. After a long time, he said a little lonely: "It's worthy of being the one you value so much. After twenty years, I finally missed once - and it's so close."

"If you are unwilling to give up, there will be another time. He is a proud person and will never change his style because of our appearance. When he appears next time, he will definitely remind him where he wants to appear."

Feng Xiao was dizzy and finally fell on a wasteland, gasping for breath. The reversal space just now almost exhausted all his chaotic power.

The law of rebelling against the world can only be done with the first level of his Chaos Art. Yesterday, he pulled the space between him and Nanny Liu with one hand. It seemed easy, but in fact it consumed most of his Chaos power.

"The Sword God and the Sniper God are moving at the same time. It's not that honorable. I'm coming for me." Feng Xiao sat upright on the ground, slowly recovering his strength, and the wound on his body was healing with a visible degree of naked eyes.

"It's amazing to escape from the Sword God and the Sniper God." Feng Xiao laughed foolishly, and inadvertently pulled the wound on his chest, and grinned in pain.

The leader of the Chinese Eagle Group, Xiao Ying, has an eagle-like eyes and a leopard-like reflex nerve, and has taken human life thousands of meters away and has never failed.

"I seemed to hear a vague sound awakening me, and it seemed to be Wan'er's voice... Huh, it must be an illusion."

Feng Yao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and her heart was beating wildly. Because her brother still had no sound of coming back, this time it was longer than any other time before.

Feng Yao tossed and turned in endless torture and prayer.

"Bang" A slight and extremely sound of landing sounded on the balcony. After a while, a slight sound of the door closing sounded next door.

A happy smile appeared on Feng Yao's face, and she gently hugged Xiruo's soft body and fell asleep peacefully.

Looking at the wounds all over his body, Feng Xiao's face showed a hint of indifference.

Seventeen wounds! Even if you are the sword god, I will return them to you one by one!

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"Little Guaiguai, don't always look at me, eat quickly." Feng Xiao looked at her with a smile.

"Yeah!" Shui Rourou nodded gently and continued to play with the egg tart on the plate, thinking to herself: Young Master, you think about it this way, how can they eat it?

"Ding! Princess Shuiyue Maid requests entry, is it allowed?"

"Princess Shuiyue? You won't give up yet, are you?" Feng Xiao looked at Shui Rourou, who was also looking at him.

"Allow!" Feng Xiao pulled her out.

"I Xiaoyue met with the secret envoy and Princess Shuirou, and was ordered by Princess Shuiyue to return the supplies left by Princess Shuirou in the princess's mansion." The little maid said without hesitation. The four little eunuchs behind him carried a pile of packed items.

"Princess Shui Rou?" Feng Xiao looked at Shui Rouru strangely, "Isn't it about you?"

Shui Rourou lowered her head, shyed for a while before saying, "I am the sister recognized by Princess Shuiyue, and the goddaughter recognized by the emperor, so they all call me princess. But I usually serve Princess Shuiyue, so it is more suitable for me for maids."

"You are really a princess?" Feng Xiao widened his eyes. My mother, Emperor Tianlong actually gave me a princess to be a maid. What does he mean? Benevolence doesn't bring all his daughters to the door.

No wonder Princess Shuiyue fought with me yesterday for a maid, but it turned out that I robbed her sister.

The four little eunuchs put down their things and bowed to say goodbye with the little maid.

"Little Guaiguai, since you are the emperor's goddaughter, why did he give you to me as a maid?"

"Because...because..." Shui Rourou's little hand twisted the corner of her clothes, raised her eyes and said, "Father said you are very powerful, only I deserve to be your maid. She also said you will definitely like me, and said... She also said that I want you to listen to you in everything."

I am very awesome? Well, you have seen this. Well, in order to repay your kindness for your kindness, I will accept your daughter without hesitation.

It seems like a good choice to tease the princess if you have something to do, but Feng Xiao suddenly smiled badly.

Shui Rourou subconsciously protected her chest, although she would not succeed every time.

"Young Master... Where is Sister Xiruo?" Shui Rourou tried hard to change the topic.

"That little lazy bug hasn't gotten up yet, but it will be here to accompany you soon."

"Who do you think is the little lazy man?" Yang Xiruo, who had just been online, walked out of the back garden with a smile.

"Xiruo, have you gotten up? Have you had breakfast?" Feng Xiao hurriedly went up and grabbed her hand, and touched her soft buttocks with the other hand without any trace.

Yang Xiruo let out a light "ah", her face flushed, and she gently broke free from Feng Xiao's hand and ran to Shui Rourou.

"Sister Rourou, let's go plant flowers and ignore this big bad guy." After saying that, he gave him a blank look, and the two girls flew to the backyard like two butterflies.

"So Xiruo also has a naughty side!" Feng Xiao smiled.

"Boss, is that Shura you?" Yang Aotian's voice came from the phone.

"Well, do you think you are unparalleled in the sky? By the way, Aotian, why didn't you go online yesterday?"

The opposite side was silent, and after a while, he said, "Boss, Ruoruo is up to you to protect him."

"Haha, if you keep a hundred hearts, I will definitely make her happy." He understood what Yang Aotian meant. Without worries, he could unfold his revenge plan without any scruples.

"Level and level!" Even though Feng Xiao was reluctant, he still had to go to the cemetery of Death, which was full of ghost energy. Only there was the most suitable place for him to level up.

"Do you want to let Xiaoxiao come out?" Feng Xiao thought for a while, but gave up this idea, because this guy probably won't play any role when he releases it, and he has to distract himself from protecting it.

The third floor of the Graveyard of Death began to sound a man's crazy laughter and the roars of countless poor people.
Chapter completed!