"This Fang Xuan actually dares to talk to the envoy like this. He doesn't want to live anymore!"

When everyone saw Fang Xuan coming to confront the messenger, they immediately took a deep breath.

The messengers of the Kingdom of God represent the majesty, noble status and high status of a kingdom of God, which is completely different from those of them who serve on battlefields outside the territory.

Offending the messenger is equivalent to offending the majesty of the kingdom of God, and the consequences will be extremely bad!

Hearing someone refuting his words, the old man in purple frowned, his face a little cold, and glanced at Fang Xuan with an unkind look: "Are you questioning my husband's judgment?"

"It's not a question, it's just a fairness!"

Fang Xuan said calmly: "According to the rules, I have already qualified for the finals. The result is still unparalleled. You gave up the position of command to Pengfei. Why?"

"Just because I am the messenger of the Black Feather Kingdom and serve as the referee of this commander selection, I have the power to decide the commander candidate. You are just a small soldier. What qualifications do you have to question my decision?"

The old man with purple crown had a strong robe, his eyes were cold, like a knife cutting through the space, looking at Fang Xuan coldly. The terrifying pressure of the peak of Xuan Shen was crushing, causing his bones to clatter, like Mount Tai was pressing against the top of him.

Fang Xuan raised his head stubbornly and said, "Are all the messengers of the Kingdom of God so stubborn? Is there any fairness?"

“Bold!”

The old man in purple crown was furious and stepped forward in one step. Suddenly, a terrifying pressure like a tsunami rushed over, forcing Fang Xuan to retreat nine steps, and a wisp of blood flowed down from his mouth.

He was the envoy of the Kingdom of God and was above all else. How could anyone dare to refute him? Unexpectedly, today, a small soldier on an extraterritorial battlefield dared to talk to him like this and question his decision in person. He was so tired of living.

"Ahem..."

Fang Xuan coughed violently, bringing out strands of bright red blood, his expression was a bit ugly. The old man Ziguan is worthy of being an envoy sent by the Kingdom of God. His strength is so terrible that he shook his internal injuries just by relying on his pressure.

He silently operated the Begonia of Nine Hearts to repair the injuries of his internal organs.

If he could, Fang Xuan would not want to anger the envoy of the Kingdom of God, but the position of command was right in front of him. This was an opportunity to get rid of thousands of years of military service and escape from the battlefield outside the territory. He could not give up easily.

Even if you have a bad relationship with the envoy for this, you will be willing to do anything!

Fang Xuan looked at the old man Ziguan without fear and gritted his teeth and said, "Even if he is an envoy, he must reason!"

"I see that you really don't want to live anymore, okay! Then I will fulfill your wish!"

The old man in Purple Crown was furious and did not listen to Fang Xuan's defense at all. He was the envoy of the Dark Feather Kingdom, and Fang Xuan was just a small soldier with neither strength nor background. He didn't have to waste time with the latter, just kill him directly.

He had murderous intent and suddenly waved his hand, as if a dark cloud was covering the sky, and with the power of thunder, he slapped Fang Xuan fiercely.

"Slow down!"

At this moment, Pengfei suddenly jumped onto the ring and said to the old man Ziguan: "Sir, there is no need to say much. Since this guy insists on seeking death, then come on. I only need one move to kill him, and I will not waste my precious time!"

Upon hearing this, the old man Ziguan stopped moving, and his big hand covered Fang Xuan's head, but he did not continue to take a picture, as if he was thinking carefully.

At this moment, Fang Xuan held his breath and was full of vigilance on the old man Ziguan. He had already communicated with the demon spirit. As long as the envoy showed a murderous intent, he would directly use the killing demon sword to kill him to make a big comeback!

Although he is only a second-level true god, he already has the combat power of the mysterious god level. If he uses the Killing Demon Sword, with the power of this main artifact, even the messengers of the divine kingdom at the peak of the Xuan God will be fearless.

But that will inevitably lead to evil with the Black Feather Kingdom, and will also expose Fang Xuan’s possession of the main artifact, attracting countless people to chase him!

So unless it is absolutely necessary, Fang Xuan will not break with the messengers of the Black Feather Kingdom, because that will lead to his becoming the target of public criticism and being in danger!

"All right……"

After pondering for a while, the old man Ziguan finally restrained his attack and murderous aura, nodded, and reluctantly agreed to continue the game. His indifferent eyes swept across everyone and announced: "President's finals, Pengfei vs. Fang Xuan, now start!"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Fang Xuan with a point, and snorted coldly: "There is a limit to overestimating one's own ability. I want to see, with you a mere true god, how can you defeat Peng Fei in the Xuanshen realm!"

Pengfei defeated Li Zhan with one move just now, and everyone can see that even among the mysterious god, Pengfei's strength is top-notch. Even the messengers attach great importance to it and believe that he is the candidate for the commander.

On the other hand, although Fang Xuan defeated Amber in the game, he was only the peak of the true god after all. The gap with Peng Fei was too big, and no one was optimistic about him.

"Tsk, it's just a real god. How dare you challenge Pengfei? Isn't this Fang Xuan seeking death himself?" A man with red eyes sneered.

"In order to compete with Pengfei, he dared to contradict the envoy. This guy wants to be the commander and is crazy. He has to have a limit even if he doesn't overestimate himself." Someone ridiculed him.

"Second Team 7, shut up your mouth, otherwise I don't mind destroying you!"

The black eagle's eyes shot out two cold lights, like an angry lion, with a mighty power. He swept coldly over the people who mocked Fang Xuan, which made them shudder so much that they were so scared that they quickly closed their mouths.

These people are from the Seventh Team and belong to Zhang Hao. Since their captain Zhang Hao was killed by Fang Xuan on the field, many people in the Seventh Team were dissatisfied, so they deliberately ridiculed Fang Xuan and wanted to distract the latter.

However, Fang Xuan's willpower was so firm that these guys could not shake it. He ignored the ridicule and discussion around him, strode onto the ring, and faced the enemy in front of him calmly.

"Pengfei!"

With his eyes swept over the blonde man opposite, Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Fang Xuan, you dare to challenge me even though you know my strength. I have to say that you still have some courage, but you just lack some self-knowledge!"

Pengfei was dancing with blonde hair, carrying his hands, and his expression was extremely rebellious, as if an invincible king looked down on the world. He said indifferently: "In order to save the time of the messenger, I will use all my strength as soon as I come up, so Fang Xuan, your death may be in a moment, do you have any last words?!"

Hearing this, Fang Xuan was not angry, but just smiled faintly and said, "You will die!"

"I think you can't wait to die. Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wish!"

Pengfei's eyes were cold and his face was full of murderous aura. He instantly opened his martial soul, and a huge phantom of a golden-winged roc appeared on his body, with great force.

Chih!

The wings spread high, like a ten-meter-long sky sword, tearing apart the void and slashing towards Fang Xuan wildly!

"kill!"

Fang Xuan shouted loudly, and suddenly unsheathed his sword and fought with Pengfei.
Chapter completed!