Ye Haifan smiled gently and said, "Brothers black and white, you're welcome."
The white-haired boy pursed his lips coldly, and his eyes fell on Feng Feili and Ye Hailan. He did not accept Ye Haifan's affection at all. He looked extremely cold, with a murderous look in his eyes.
The black-haired boy whistled, looked at Ye Hailan, and smiled slightly, "Hey, there is a little beauty. I say you two, you have to practice as you go. How can you bring a family with you? You don't even have a figure.
It's better to let us brothers play for fun, how can you let us do it with such a big kid?"
Feng Feili's eyes dimmed slightly, and a rage surged in his dark eyes, but he suppressed it forcefully. Ximen Moxuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brothers Black and White, you two are no match for us, no matter how much you try,
You two, do you think you still have a chance?"
The white-haired boy snorted coldly, "Why not give it a try?"
The black-haired boy laughed ambiguously, "Hey, Boss Ximen, don't forget the lesson you learned last time. This time you brought a little girl. Don't blame me for not warning you."
The ambiguous light circled around Ye Hailan, and then returned to Ximen Moxuan and Ye Haifan. Ye Haifan lowered his eyes slightly, but Ximen Moxuan smiled seductively, "Use the same trick twice, black and white brothers, you are exhausted.
What?"
The white-haired boy glanced at Ye Haifan and stabbed Ye Haifan with the spear in his hand. As fast as lightning, he was in front of Ximen Moxuan in just a moment. Feng Feili and Ye Hailan stepped aside, and the black-haired boy's sword also pointed at Feng Feili.
Feili and Ye Hailan came over.
The white-haired boy's spear was fast and accurate, and he danced like clouds and flowing water. A halo slowly enveloped him, and the light curtain shrouded him. His spear skills were extremely exquisite and extraordinary, and his dance had almost no flaws. Ye Haifan and Ximen Moxuan
One person condenses the sword energy in his hand, and the other person's fighting spirit transforms into a spear, and he dances with great power. The Ximen family's fighting spirit is originally a spear. Although he is a transformed fighting spirit, he is better than others in the attainments of marksmanship.
It is the Ximen family's ancestral soul-fighting spear technique, which is very powerful.
After three or five moves, Ye Haifan withdrew his fighting spirit, and a ball of green flames floated in his palm, and suddenly attacked the white-haired boy. The green flames instantly wrapped and burned the fighting spirit around the boy, and a ball of green flames suddenly rose from the white-haired boy's body.
The white light curtain resisted the attack of Tianxinghuo. Ximen Moxuan sneered, his spear skills danced, and his fighting spirit shot out like rain, in all directions, as if he was going to shoot the white-haired boy into countless holes.
"Unexpectedly, your strength has improved a step further." The white-haired boy's voice was cold, and his figure suddenly flashed, spinning in mid-air, hiding behind the bookshelf, Ye Haifan and Ximen Moxuan flew up, chasing after each other with gun aura and swords.
Qi, following...
The black-haired boy used a sword with a rainbow-like aura and was extremely fast. Feng Feili had no time to cast his magic, and Ye Hailan's fighting spirit did not restrain him very much. There was a huge difference in strength between the two.
The Lotus Heart Jue hit the black-haired boy's sword energy defense circle, turning invisible and having no effect at all. Feng Feili naturally couldn't cast magic. The black-haired boy could see at a glance that Feng Feili's magic power was extremely strong, and
Ye Hailan's strength was much weaker. He was unprepared for Ye Hailan and was approaching Feng Feili with all his moves.
Feng Feili took the main guard and consumed his strength. Although he didn't have time to use powerful attacking magic, he could use instant magic. The main reason to avoid the black-haired boy's attack was that the space in the library was very small and there was no way to do it.
He couldn't move away and chant the spell, and the black-haired boy's sword energy forced him to only have time to dodge.
Ye Hailan's attack did no harm to the black-haired boy, but it felt like it was tickling him all the time, and he felt very unhappy. He sneered, "Little girl, what a pity."
Suddenly, a burst of yellow meteor darts rushed towards Ye Hailan. The hidden weapon formed a net and fell overwhelmingly. Ye Hailan was a little stupid. He didn't know how to resist and could only avoid it. However, this net composed of meteor darts was special.
Strangely, it moved quickly as she moved. Ye Hailan raised his eyebrows, condensed a lotus flower on his fingertips, and suddenly shot towards the hidden weapon net.
The meteor dart absorbed Ye Hailan's power and pounced down again. Ye Hailan was startled. Suddenly he saw a scimitar splitting the yellow meteor net. He was about to get close and swallow the meteor dart net that Ye Hailan had swallowed. It turned into little yellow stars and disappeared.
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Ye Hailan was surprised, but he saw Feng Feili holding a scimitar transformed from fighting spirit in his hand. Fighting spirit was light golden in color. Ye Hailan's expression changed. Fighting God? She glanced at his feet. Among the lines of light golden fighting spirit,
A star shines extremely brightly.
One star fighting god.
She was so surprised that she didn't know how to react. As far as she knew, there were not many fighting gods on the Xichuan continent. Ximen Moxuan was so powerful that he was only a five-star fighting saint until now. He was already a one-star fighting god.
It's incredible, mainly because Feng Feili is too young. Such a young one-star fighting god is definitely the best in history and unrivaled.
She expected that Feng Feili would be very strong, but she didn't expect that he was so strong. She had never seen him use Dou Qi before, and he was actually a magician and martial artist, and he was proficient in everything.
The black-haired boy took a few steps back, and the smile on his face disappeared. He murmured to himself, "One-star God of War...how is it possible, so young..."
Feng Feili glanced at Ye Hailan and signaled her to step back. Feng Feili's scimitar suddenly became longer and slashed towards the black-haired boy. The force of each move was as strong as a thousand pounds. The wind and rain were approaching. The bookshelf
He was shaken by this violent force and rattled. The pale golden fighting spirit was like a swimming dragon, coiling around the black-haired boy, tightly binding him within, unable to move.
"Boy, let me go!" Feng Feili's voice was cold. He was dressed in splendid clothes and had a stunning appearance, but he exuded an aura of Shura. He was cold and cruel, and his violent aura was soaring. He exuded an intimidating domineering aura from all over his body.
The black-haired boy smiled brightly in the golden fighting spirit. With a flash of black light, he disappeared into Feng Feili's fighting spirit. At the same time, the white-haired boy also disappeared.
Calmness returned to the library, as if nothing had happened.
Ye Haifan, Ximen Moxuan and other four people quickly gathered together. Ye Haifan said, "These two brothers know the art of invisibility."
Ye Hailan raised his eyebrows, and laughter suddenly sounded in the library. A vermilion door appeared above the library. There was a blue dragon lock on the door. The black-haired boy laughed, "As long as you can find the key, you can pass this."
