[Xian San Chong Fei] Fleeting Years

Colorful clouds flow and drift, occasionally blocking the bright sun, under the endless blue sky, elites of all ethnic groups gathered in Huayu Grassland today.

Fei Peng stood behind several friends, seemingly oblivious to the Protoss, his eyes seemed to look around unintentionally.He scanned the few foreign arrogances who had a good reputation in the clan before, and quickly made a judgment on their strength, and he was more confident in his heart.

People who do the same thing at the same time naturally have their own problems.However, unlike Fei Peng, who has accumulated for a hundred years and made further progress, his blue eyes are more curious. Although Chong Lou's pair of red eyes have glanced at many acquaintances, they are mostly casual scrutiny, and there is still a bit of disappointment.

The reason is very simple, the young masters of all races who knew a lot about Zhonglou all looked away when he looked over, this attitude was obviously a concession, which made Chonglou quite bored.

"Yao Ji." At this moment, Jiu Tian quickly glanced over Chonglou, his eyes focused on the smiling bright woman, and he took the initiative to say hello.

Yao Ji laughed and stepped forward, took her arm, and Xi Yao with the other hand: "You guys are really early."

It turned out that this was the goddess of Senior Shennong.Fei Peng's eyes flashed across the sky, among the few arrogances from the orc race, her aura was the most stable, and her foundation was extremely solid.

Thinking of this, Fei Peng keenly felt that a bunch of scorching eyes suddenly cast him, mixed with an aura of power without anger.In this regard, he went forward without showing any weakness, with a calm smile brewing in his blue eyes, neither evading nor retreating, neither tepid nor angry.

What impresses the eyes is the stunning vermilion, pure and crystal red, like pure fresh blood, and like burning magma, it is jumping and agile.Among them, the meaning of being bored disappeared in an instant, replaced by the surprise of discovering the novelty of the person, and showing a burning fighting spirit.

The moment he noticed this fighting intent, the corners of Fei Peng's mouth subconsciously twitched—this is a very persistent fighter, under the innocent and innocent appearance, there is a brilliant and thorough soul.Those who thought that the prince of the orc clan valued martial arts over culture, and was reckless and easy to fool, would probably be surprised in the future.Because of the "recklessness" of this heavy building young master, it is because he likes to solve problems in the simplest and most direct way, not because he doesn't know more ways.

Seeing that strange young man from the Protoss race, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and even his blue eyes filled with prudence and penetrating meaning, Chong Lou raised his eyebrows slightly.It's really interesting, this is the only person who discovers his true nature when he meets himself, and he is still his peers.

It has to be said that the Protoss has hidden such a trick in private, which is really shocking and heart-wrenching, and I will not be without opponents!Chong Lou thought so, the century-old quiet state of mind caused waves, the fighting spirit burned in his chest, and tiny flames danced endlessly at his fingertips.

Seeing this, Fei Peng mobilized his wind power silently, without attracting the attention of the people around him, he prepared his defense and could strike at any time.

It's a pity that the two people, who were filled with gunpowder and smoke, were interrupted before they could speak out to invite a fight.

"Huh?" The next moment, Chong Lou and Fei Peng withdrew their gazes at the same time, becoming the only two people on the Huayu Grassland who looked at the sky first.

Above the clouds, there was an extra man in white at some point.He stood with his hands behind his back, and he had just appeared, but his figure seemed to exist in eternity.Sensing the sights from two directions under the clouds at the same time, a smile that looked like a smile was drawn on his lips.

"I am Fuxi." The Heavenly Emperor Fuxi walked out of Yunxia slowly, looked down at the bottom seemingly casually, and flew past the place where Fei Peng was, with a few strands of unknowable satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The Heavenly Emperor was floating in the sky with nine sharp weapons floating around him. His appearance finally startled everyone on the grassland, but he just waved his hand casually to the hurried salutes of the juniors: "Get up, there is no need to be too polite!" .”

"A few days ago, I took a ray of spring soul from each of the nine springs, combined them with meteorite iron of various properties, and forged nine supreme artifacts." In Fuxi's eyes, there was no temperature that could be felt by flying tents in the past. His indifferent majesty: "Today's artifact chooses its owner, and if you are lucky, you will get it. Elites of all ethnic groups come up!"

Without thinking, everyone flew forward together.Only Fei Peng lowered his eyes to cover up the fleeting loss.Chong Lou thinks a little more, Father God Chi You is secretly training soldiers, Jiu Tian and others have already noticed that the relationship between various ethnic groups has gradually become less harmonious recently, which symbolizes the arrival of war.In this way, is it intended to intensify ambitions and stir up conflicts by the gift of weapons from Emperor Fuxi?

Of course, he didn't think about it for long.Just because the Nine Springs Divine Artifact erupted with dazzling brilliance, the cold aura enveloped the audience, the pressure suddenly became extremely high, and soon, some people couldn't hold on and fell from the air.But after Chonglou stopped thinking wildly, under this coercion, he actually felt excited.He moved his neck without any difficulty, and turned to look at the young man in blue just now.

At this moment, Fei Peng has adjusted his mentality.Seeing Chong Lou looking over, he looked back and smiled, his movements were neither stiff nor rigid, obviously in a state of ease.

At this time, there were still figures falling from the sky, and the strength of those who remained was gradually approaching. Except for Feipeng and Chonglou, Jiutian and Chixiao were still holding on.It is a little surprising that even the weakest human race, several people were left behind.

But not long after, the pressure increased regardless of the reason, including Chi Xiao and other heavy flyers, many masters were knocked down almost at the same time.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven..." Looking at the few people who were weaker than them in the sky, the eliminated people looked at each other with a hint of unwillingness.

Fuxi stood motionless in mid-air, and said in a cold and calm tone, "The recognition of the master of the artifact depends not only on strength, but also on fate. If you don't have fate, you should go home."

Chi Xiao and the others were speechless when they said no fate, they could only leave with a wry smile.

At this time, several artifacts have found their owners, just like Jiu Tian got the invisible Wugou, and the arrogant insect got the poisonous miasma shaped like a dagger.

The elites of all ethnic groups who received the help were pleasantly surprised and saluted the Heavenly Emperor one after another.Then, without Fuxi saying anything, they resigned, and the Hui people were familiar with the newly acquired artifact.

At this time, there were only a few people left in place, and only the last two artifacts remained.

That boy, is he a little impatient now?Chong Lou was inexplicably curious about this, and instinctively raised his eyes to Fei Peng.Coincidentally, Fei Peng was also thinking about this question, would the Chonglou, as a variable, be selected by the divine weapon made by the master?

At this moment, a crimson brilliance rushed towards Chonglou's forehead.Chonglou was startled, but he didn't feel any threat. He rolled his eyes and stood there without changing his expression, without dodging at all.Afterwards, Chonglou felt a pain between his eyebrows, blood splashed, and the red shadow finally turned into two bright red sharp blades, hitting his palm heavily.

"Cool and chilling, flame wave blood blade, it's not bad." Heavenly Emperor Fuxi looked over for the first time, with a little bit of surprise and approval in his heart, the timing of this variable is really good.Of course, courage is even better, Yanbo Blood Blade is the most arrogant among the artifacts he forged, if Chonglou hides even for a while, it is impossible for Yanbo to recognize him as the master.

Chonglou came back to his senses, and bowed to the Emperor of Heaven, his tone was not as rebellious as usual, but rather polite and distant: "The younger generation thanked the Emperor of Heaven for his generous gift."

Fuxi smiled slightly, suddenly his expression changed, he turned his head to look to the other side, and Chonglou followed suit.I saw that bright long sword that he hesitated before was standing in front of the young man from the Protoss who he regarded as a formidable enemy at the moment, and gently raised the hilt of the sword, gently rubbing against the young man's wrist.

Under the surprised eyes of Chonglou and the envious eyes of others, the boy showed a dazed look, and scratched his fingernails on his wrist without hesitation.The blood of the gods dripped out, and the hilt, blade, blade, and tip of the sword were all soaked in the youth's blood.

Soon, the blood-drinking Excalibur hung in the air, with a green glow and cold light shooting at people. It seemed that there was azure sea water rippling and flowing on it, and the sound of oscillating and whirling dragons continued, like thunder in the clear sky.

"The Lingbo is pure, and the gentleman is magnanimous. It's for the bravery." The emperor Fuxi exhaled lightly, and actually cast a healing spell with his fingers, and healed all the wounds on Feipeng's wrist.

His tone was full of appreciation and satisfaction that everyone present could hear: "This sword inherits the characteristics of the Brave God Spring, and its requirements are harsh. I don't drink blood that is not pure, I don't choose people who are not gentlemen, and the sword owner abandons it if he changes his mind." Go away." Following the words of the Emperor of Heaven, the figure gradually disappeared, leaving only a sentence of encouragement: "Fei Peng, your heart is clear, keep working hard."

"Fei Peng, please remember." Fei Peng held the Sword of Bravery tightly, and gave a big salute to the place where Fuxi left.Afterwards, the fighting spirit in his eyes was undisguised, and he looked at the already unbearable Chonglou.

Among the losers who were eliminated were Cang Bin and Chen Xuan from the protoss, female Jiao from the orc race, and Dayu from the human race.They were able to get the attention of Yanbo and Zhaodan, and they were kept until now. Even if they failed to become masters of artifacts, it was a testament to their talent and aptitude. They had extraordinary combat power, so they all suffered losses in the hands of Zhonglou.

After exchanging glances and realizing that everyone was thinking about the same thing, they made excuses and slipped away—for fear that if they ran slower, they would be involved in the contest between these two people who were obviously not easy to mess with, and they would end up with bruised noses and swollen eyes!

However, there are only two people left here in the Huayu Grassland, and the smoke is everywhere, reconciling each other's hearts.

"Boom!" Fei Peng and Chong Lou held a sword and a blade, one long and one short, one straight and one dangerous, and they hit the green grass flying, the stone foam flying, and the spring cut off.

In the end, both sides were exhausted and had to fall down together. The blue and red pupils, not to be outdone, still looked at each other, and neither of them would look away.

"Beast Race Chonglou." After a long time, Chonglou's breath finally eased, he took the initiative to look away, his lips raised slightly, and his tone was serious: "Are we friends in this battle?"

Fei Peng responded with a gentle smile, and his attitude was not as calm and calm as it was at the beginning: "Protoss Fei Peng." He looked straight at Chonglou, with admiration and appreciation in his eyes: "I think, it is already."

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Change the setting: the blood when re-flying is still normal red

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