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Chapter 40 Spiritual Weapon

Feng Wuhen had been paying attention to this battle. Originally, he had enough confidence that relying on the human sea tactic could at least make Feng Aoran consume all her spiritual power. This would make it much easier to kill her, but the appearance of Chrysanthemum Pig made

He was not sure anymore.

Originally, he just thought it was an ordinary magical beast that Feng Aoran encountered in the Due Forest, but now it seems that it is not that simple. He thought that he had seen a lot of magical beasts, but such a weird one could directly swallow energy and the human body together.

He had almost never heard of Warcraft.

"I underestimated her." Feng Wuhen squinted his eyes and looked at the black figure in the crowd. Just as he was about to jump up, Feng Qingqing quickly stood in front of him.

"Clan leader, these people are no match for Feng Aoran. Please ask Qingqing to kill Feng Aoran."

Feng Wuhen looked at Feng Qingqing. Although he didn't know why Feng Qingqing was so persistent, hatred would make a person's potential endless.

"Okay then, go and try."

"yes."

After bowing to Feng Wuhen, Feng Qingqing quickly flew towards Feng Wuhen with her feet on the ground, and shouted in her mouth: "You all move away, she is mine."

During the melee, when they heard Feng Qingqing's shouts, the guards who had already been filled with fear quickly retreated, and the courtyard suddenly became empty. Feng Aoran landed firmly on the ground, with many black clothes stained like water.

The usual traces, these were blood, but none of them were hers.

Feng Qingqing walked towards Feng Aoran step by step, the green light all over her body was stronger than ever before, "Feng Aoran, let's have a good competition today, I will never be soft on you."

As she spoke, Feng Qingqing clasped her hands together, and then slowly spread them apart. A sword emitting red light gradually appeared between her hands. It turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Even Feng Wuhen was a little surprised when the spiritual weapon came out. He didn't expect Feng Qingqing to hide such a treasure.

Feng Aoran looked at the sword, her eyes a little cold. With the increase in spiritual weapons, the strength gap between her and Feng Qingqing was very small. In addition, she had been fighting fiercely with the guards for so long, and her spiritual power was

It's been worn out a lot, and I'm afraid it's a bit weaker than Feng Qingqing.

"What, are you scared?" Feng Qingqing raised her sword and smiled jokingly. She took advantage of Feng Aoran's surprised look.

"Afraid, what is that? I just want to kill me with a broken sword again. You are too ridiculous."

Feng Aoran laughed. He said he would not lose the formation if he loses, and his momentum must not be weakened.

Feng Qingqing gritted her teeth and was furious. Fortunately, she was still rational at this time. Feng Aoran was just taking advantage of her.

"Show your weapons, I don't want to take advantage of you."

Feng Aoran had just regained her strength, and she didn't have any spiritual weapon at all. She was asked where to find it for a moment, so she had to spread her hands and said, "That's it, you go ahead and make a move."

"Wait." Margaret had been standing there and suddenly spoke. Now everyone's eyes were fixed on Margaret, the talking monster?

Feng Wuhen's face suddenly became very ugly. He was already very impressed by Margaret's strength. She was actually able to speak out words without being able to keep them!
Chapter completed!