Miss Eight Series Summoner

Jin Jiaye's pupils shrank for a while, and his fists clenched. Fengxi is exhausted from the fight with Kingdee today. If he continues like this, he may lose out sooner or later.

Jin Kaye tried to help Feng Xi secretly, but the barrier was not known to be much stronger than the outside. It didn't even penetrate the power of the dark element, like the queen's defense, as solid as gold soup.

Leng Qingshui's eyes were full of worries, grabbing Jia Siyi's sleeve, hesitatingly said: "Siyi, the wind is like her..."

Jia Siyi smiled faintly, swept the cold water into his arms, warmed his palms, and hugged the shoulders of cold water.

"Don't worry, she's windy."

As soon as Division A had seen too many miracles of Feng Xi, in his heart, Feng Xi had already become the target of admiration. If he stopped like this, Division A felt that it was impossible.

Leng Qingshui nodded and turned to look at Mao Ling, puzzled.

That woman is clearly a dreamer, why is she still worried about the Queen's favorable situation now?

Feng Xi didn't take into account the different looks of the people below, just that moment, she had injured her shoulder and bones, and slowly recovered with the light element, and the two started chasing me again.

Looking at it, Feng Xi’s gas was calm and relaxed, Feng Xi was evasive, and the attack was never effective. It seemed that Feng Xi was downwind, but Jin Jiaye quickly noticed Feng Xi’s thoughts, his brows stretched, and his eyes were drawn. A bit of a smile.

After a short while, the Celestial Silk struck again, Feng Xi stopped her footsteps on the contrary, her right foot stood slightly away, her calf slightly bent, a dagger appeared in her hand, and the Celestial Silk hit her face fiercely!

The Celestial Silk Burn was repelled, and Feng Xi took two steps back again. There was a trace of sarcasm in Fengwei's eyes, and the white light in his hand was even better. That day, the silk seemed to be stronger than before. After bending in the air, Feng Xi went straight to Feng Xi .

Feng Xi smiled, the dagger dissipated, and the lightning element in his hand was already ready to go! Leaping a little bit of thunder light, and when the silk was a few steps away from him that day, it popped back, and threw the thunder element in his hand, attacking the flying silk.

Fengwei smiled helplessly, and said, "Sky silk cannot be hurt by the thunder element. I thought you..."

Before Fengwei's voice had fallen, she was shocked to lose her color, and saw that the thunder element rushed directly along the arc of the sky silk, and the sparkle of thunder did not see the slightest weakening trend.

In desperation, the phoenix tail had to cut off the sky silk, the pure whiteness and turbulence in the air twice, the thunder element attacked the phoenix tail, the outer layer was covered with a water polo, the phoenix tail gritted its teeth, and the golden light all over, barely blocked it.

Celestial Silk was not afraid of the power of thunder and lightning. If it were to lead to her, it would have been extremely weak at that time. Who would have thought that Feng Xi had used the elements to do useless work before, and it was such a purpose!

Feng Xi smiled, flicked his toe, wrapped the light element in his hand, and held the silk that day in his hand. Before the phoenix tail could **** it, he was already in the savings ring.

Fengwei's face was gloomy, and now she really lacked the silk, if it was an ordinary thing, the one that was taken away by Fengxi just now was made by her every effort during her retreat today, almost Exhausted all her energy.

I never thought about how she was not ashamed of her being taken away by others in just one day, still in such an embarrassed posture, giving up things.

The audience was sighing, no one had thought that Feng Xi actually forced the phoenix tail to break the silk.