2386. Chapter 2386 Where does the hostility come from?
This is also the doubt that has always been hidden in her heart. Why did Feng Lengsong show such shock and hostility when she first met him? She had doubted Xia Yin Tianqi, but after so long, there was no movement. Obviously,
This matter should have nothing to do with Xia Yin Tianqi.
"Why? Humph, you'd better ask the people closest to you." Feng Lengsong's expression turned cold, and deep hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The closest person? In front of Ling Chuxi's eyes, Huangfu Qingjue's beautiful face and coquettish silver hair appeared. Finally, she understood that everything was because of Huangfu Qingjue. Ling Chuxi had known for a long time that Huangfu Qingjue
He definitely came from another plane. This Feng Lengsong should have been to that plane before and formed a grudge with Huangfu Qingjue. However, how did he know about his relationship with Huangfu Qingjue?
Ling Chuxi didn't ask. Looking at Feng Lengsong's behavior, she wouldn't tell him if she asked him. And knowing the real reason, Ling Chuxi felt an instinctive disgust and hostility toward Feng Lengsong in her heart, and she had no interest at all.
Talk nonsense to him.
No matter what the reason for the enmity between him and Huangfu Qingjue, Qingjue's enemy is her enemy!
"Let's do it!" Ling Chuxi drew out the Luochen Sword and said coldly.
"Okay! Do you know why I waited until today? Because I want to defeat you completely in front of everyone, make you lose face, make you kneel down to beg for mercy and suffer humiliation, and let him taste the heartache." Feng.
Leng Song also drew his long sword.
"It's shameless to say that." Ling Chuxi felt a little contempt for Feng Lengsong in her heart. Listening to the meaning of these words, it was obvious that Feng Lengsong had suffered a lot at the hands of Huangfu Qingjue in the past. She didn't dare to take revenge from him, but wanted to pass him through.
He came to attack Huangfu Qingjue himself. This kind of person is not even as good as Zhuo Fanglin.
Feng Lengsong sneered, took out the sword sword with his left hand, and saw a sword light flying towards him like a rainbow in the setting sun. The sword light was surrounded by thousands of stars like stars holding the moon.
A sharp whistling sound was emitted as the air flow surged, and even the hard stone platform scratched a dent under the starlight of the sword.
What a strong sword light!
There was a burst of exclamation from the audience. Having seen Xiang Yunzhi's strength at the peak of the holy level, everyone thought that Feng Lengsong was no longer his opponent, and that the title of the number one master of the younger generation of Piaomiao Clan should be changed.
Master, but when they saw Feng Lengsong take action again, they realized that they had guessed wrong. Feng Lengsong's strength was actually at the peak of the holy level, not inferior to Xiang Yun, and even a bit stronger.
After the aristocratic family is after the aristocratic family. No matter how hard Xiang Yunzhi works, the grassroots casual cultivators still can't compare with the children of the aristocratic family. Both the cultivation resources and the skills are more than one level behind. This gap is by no means just based on hard work.
It can be made up for.
It seems that some people have watched this battle. Originally, everyone was not optimistic about Feng Lengsong, but now they are looking forward to the outcome of this battle, and they are looking at the stage intently.
Ling Chuxi also felt a shiver in her heart. She used Cang Yuan Sword Technique, Wu Zhi Dao, Chaos Qi, Sword Heart Breaking Soul Technique, Cloud Turning Technique and other martial arts techniques with all her strength.
Don't look at the fact that her victory over Zhuo Fanglin just now seems easy, but when masters compete with each other, the outcome is often a matter of a thought, and the results are very different, and there is no room for sloppiness.
"Choke!" There was a clear cry, and Ling Chuxi's Luochen Sword slashed hard. Above the sword light emitted by Feng Lengsong's magic, starlight scattered like a meteor shower. The starlight dispersed, and Ling Chuxi held the Luochen Sword tightly.