Miss Eight Series Summoner

Fu Shaoqi’s tricks were revealed by Bailigu Youxue, and she couldn’t help but become irritated: "What the young master said is right. What can you do to me. Anyway, unless she uses the same weapon as me, I will be dead and will not Admit that I lost!"

"it is good."

Just when Bailigu Youxue wanted to say something, Feng Xi suddenly opened her mouth. With a light movement of her wrist, the whip was flexibly retracted from Feng Xi’s hand. With a light movement of Feng Xi, the whip was in everyone’s hands. He disappeared under his eyelids.

"It's just that I'm not good at using big swords, so I'll use swords."

"Yes." Fu Shaoqi achieved her goal, and she was naturally in a good mood. He knew that Feng Xi was best at using the long whip, and once he used other weapons, he would be unskilled.

Feng Xi naturally saw what Fu Shaoqi was thinking about, but he didn't know what to say, and looked at Fu Shaoqi lightly.

Feng Xi stretched out an arc with his right hand, and gradually transformed into a slender soft sword with spiritual power in his hand. The blade was slender and soft without losing its tenacity. A cold light passed through the blade, which made people see it. The chill rises from the backbone.

With a turn of his bare hand, Yuehua Sword pulled a beautiful sword flower in the air. Feng Xi looked at the Yuehua Sword in his hand and used it smoothly.

"Come on." Feng Xi smiled and narrowed her beautiful eyes, staring at Fu Shaoqi not far away.

Fu Shaoqi snorted coldly and got up from the ground, not caring what the people in the audience were saying about him. He has lost all his face now, and he is not bad anymore. The only thing he thinks about now is to defeat Fengxi.

Fu Shaoqi grabbed her big knife and looked at Feng Xi coldly, with a cruel arc of her mouth. Although Fengxi's beauty is rare, it offends his inverse scales and cannot stay.

Anyway, as long as he was alive, he couldn't find any beautiful woman.

Fu Shaoqi twisted his neck and loosened his muscles. Now he no longer decides to be merciful.

Raising the big knife in her right hand, Fu Shaoqi didn't know what she was muttering in her mouth. People beside her could not see clearly, Feng Xi must see clearly.

Fu Shaoqi is chanting a spell!

Feng Xi gave a chuckle, but did not relax her vigilance, and was still preparing to meet.

After a while, a halo began to appear in the area centered on Fu Shaoqi, and gradually became larger with the passage of time, and finally enveloped the entire martial arts platform. Seeing that the area of ​​this halo is still expanding, Feng Xi is no longer motionless, and the plain hand hidden in the sleeve is lifted gently, stopping the expanding trend of the halo.

"This is a test between the two of us, and there is no need to involve other people." Seeing Fu Shaoqi looked at herself angrily, Feng Xi explained lightly.

The people in the audience reacted from surprise. They were still lamenting that Fu Shaoqi's ability was so strong. No wonder the Holy Spirit Academy would recruit Fu Shaoqi.

But as soon as they heard Feng Xi's words, the trace of goodwill that had just risen in their hearts against Fu Shaoqi disappeared instantly and turned into disgust. Because listening to Fengxi's words, Fu Shaoqi was going to attack even the people who watched the excitement.

Hearing Feng Xi's words, Fu Shaoqi couldn't help but become angry.

He didn't understand why Feng Xi always had to fight against him. These people just witnessed the embarrassment before him, and of course he didn't want them to live in this world.

Just being so disturbed by Fengxi, it's hard for me to handle it.