Reborn Demon Lord She Holds the Invincible Script

The flame of divine punishment flashed across his palm, and wisps of deep green poisonous aura were completely annihilated by the flame of divine punishment.

Yun Shu withdrew her attention and tilted her head. The breeze blew across the boy's hair on his forehead. Although it was messy, it added a bit of unruly beauty.

"Young Master Feng has one treasure after another in his hands, and he always surprises me."

The spiritual weapon that once belonged to the Mu family is now a weapon with extremely strong ability to conceal poison.

If it was any other member of the Mu family who showed up, even if they were not defeated by the previous ultimate move, they would have died from the poison attached to this sword.

"How can it be!?"

Feng Xing exclaimed, his eyes widened from shock, and because he was completely black, he looked very funny.

"What's impossible?" Yun Shu walked forward slowly, and every step seemed to be stepping on Feng Xing's heart.

"You are a morally corrupt, brainless, and mediocre little idiot who can be promoted two levels in a short period of time. How can you be sure that I, who am stronger than you, will..."

Yun Shu paused and squatted down gracefully.

"What if you can't advance?"

The black man in front of him opened his mouth, revealing a row of shiny white teeth. He seemed to want to say something, but Yun Shu spoke first.

"Are you wondering why the poison attached to your spiritual weapon has no effect on me?"

The enchanting-looking boy held his chin in his hand and said the most heart-wrenching words in the lightest tone.

"Why can't you use your brain? You're the only one with a trump card, but I can't have one?"

"You lose, Master Feng—"

"Do not……"

Seeing that Feng Xing's eyes were not right, Yun Shu stood up silently and took a few steps back to avoid being infected and having her IQ lowered.

Feng Xing staggered to his feet, picked up the fallen sword, pointed it at Yun Shu, and gave a hideous smile.

"Do you think this is all I am capable of?"

Yun Shu was about to say "what else?" but before she could finish her words, she saw a blue light flashing on Feng Xing's forehead.

The light twists and turns to form a wolf's head pattern.

It is the symbol of the contracted beast, Feng Xing is summoning his contracted beast.

"Ow—"

After a long howl, a silver wolf with a completely snow-white body and a shoulder height of three meters stood out from the contract formation. Its snow-white fur was agile and flowing, and its face was ferocious and full of murderous intent.

"Silver Moon, this little wolf looks a lot like you."

Yun Shu had some free time and asked Yin Yue in the space.

"Ah Shu, this Blizzard Silver Wolf is somewhat related to the Shadow Moon Silver Wolf clan, but it is only a fourth-level water-type spirit beast."

Yin Yue spoke with a hint of pride. As a spiritual beast that inherited the bloodline of the Moon Goddess, it did have the capital to be proud.

Inside the arena, everyone was amazed by the Blizzard Silver Wolf summoned by Feng Xing.

"It's actually a fourth-level spirit beast! The Feng family is worthy of being the Feng family!"

Feng Xing summoned the fourth-level spiritual beast that ordinary people could not even ask for.

A fourth-level spiritual beast is even stronger than an ordinary high-level spiritual master.

"This Blizzard Silver Wolf has quite a talent." King Canglong praised.

Shi Mo also spoke the truth: "Any spirit beast that has some connection with the number one spirit beast of the wind system, Shadow Moon Silver Wolf, will not have bad talents and qualifications."

"I just don't know how your friend will deal with this."

A picture flashed through Shi Mo's mind, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said silently: "Yun Shu...should be able to handle it."

It’s better not to tell his father about how he could knock a sacred beast flying with one punch.

Everyone was looking forward to Yun Shu's action, but the young man seemed to be frightened by the fourth-level spirit beast and just stood there without making any movement.

Everyone was talking about it for a while.

In the Liu family lounge, Liu Ziyao touched the back of his head and said, "Is Yun Shu scared silly? Will the Blizzard Silver Wolf tear her to pieces soon?"

Liu Yunfei shook her head: "No."

She felt that Yun Shu was not the kind of person who would be afraid when faced with danger or a powerful opponent.

On the ring, Yun Shu stood there with a complicated expression.

She wasn't scared silly, but she just couldn't understand why Feng Xing thought that he could defeat her even though she hadn't used her full strength so far with just a fourth-level spirit beast.

Without waiting for Yun Shu to think, Feng Xing shouted proudly.

"Yun Shu, if you admit defeat now and kowtow to me a few times on your knees, I will reluctantly spare your life!"

With a pure black and white face and an exaggerated expression, Yun Shu almost used up all her self-control to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

At the same time, another reasonable possibility was also found.

Maybe the smell of the counterfeit burned his brain.

Seeing that Yun Shu ignored him and was even daydreaming, Feng Xing suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart and shouted in frustration.

"Blizzard Silver Wolf, tear this bitch apart!"

"Ouch——!"

As expected, Yun Shu's scream did not sound. Instead, the blizzard silver wolf beside Feng Xing shrank its huge head, tucked its tail between its legs, and its small eyes were full of fear.

"What are you doing!?"

Feng Xing was so angry that he jumped up and down.

The contract he signed with Blizzard Silver Wolf was a master-servant contract, in which he was the master and Blizzard Silver Wolf was the servant.

Feng Xing originally wanted to use the contract to forcibly control the Blizzard Silver Wolf to attack Yun Shu, but the Blizzard Silver Wolf fainted due to extreme fear and the manipulation of the contract.

"What's going on? Blizzard Silver Wolf seems to have fainted from shock."

"Yun Shu is not a spirit beast, how could she possibly scare the Blizzard Silver Wolf unconscious?"

Amid the crowd's exclamations, Yin Yue quietly withdrew his aura, and no one present could detect the aura of the holy beast.

Yun Shu played with the Nixuan Liuguang fan in her hand with one hand: "How is it? Your last trump card has also fallen to the ground. Master Feng, there is no shame in admitting that you are weak."

"After all, you've never been stronger, have you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the arena fell into dead silence.

Yun Shu's way of speaking was straightforward and heartbreaking, her mouth was like it was filled with a high-level poison pill.

For a time, many people actually began to sympathize with Feng Xing.

Not only did he lose the game, but he was also personally attacked by Yun Shu in public.

The referee, who had been strolling around the arena on a bird, returned to the main stage and spoke softly to Feng Xing, who had turned as black as coal and had just been "insulted" by words.

"Master Feng, are you...giving up now?"

In fact, the referee could see without asking everyone that Feng Xing was in no condition to fight Yun Shu again.

“No…” Feng Xing kicked the unconscious Blizzard Silver Wolf hard and said through gritted teeth: “I haven’t lost yet!”

Seeing this, the referee had to retreat silently.

Yun Shu was not interested: "Mr. Feng, are you sending me a challenge just to waste my time?"

I thought Fengxing had some big moves, but it turned out to be so boring.

The long sword burst out with dazzling light again, and Feng Xing concentrated almost all the remaining spiritual power in his body on the sword: "Take my sword!"

With a roar, Feng Xing swung the sword straight towards Yun Shu. The next moment, the sword suddenly stopped, and the spiritual power attached to the sword dissipated instantly.

What Yun Shu was holding between her white-gloved fingers was actually Feng Xing's sword.