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Chapter 1590 You will die miserably

The voice was cold and coercive.

The entire courtyard was crushed by his aura, Xuanyuan Xiong's mind trembled, his sea of ​​consciousness surged, and it might burst at any time.

Xuanyuan Xiong's cultivation is at the god level.

but.

He is a fused godhead, and this godhead was given to him by the Zhan family.

The god-level cultivation obtained by fusing the godhead is not at the same level as someone who has condensed the godhead through overcoming tribulations, let alone a peak powerhouse like Zhan Xin.

It is also a god-level realm.

But the effect was instantaneous, and Xuanyuan Xiong couldn't resist it at all. This was the difference between fusion and his own condensation of godhead!

"Refuse me?"

Zhan Xin's voice became gloomy again, and his eyes stared coldly at Xuanyuan Xiong, "Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Xuanyuan Xiong was sweating profusely from his forehead, and his whole body was soaked almost in a few seconds. His body could not help but tremble slightly, and he could not resist it.

now.

He didn't even have the courage to look directly at Zhan Xin.

Those cold eyes are so terrifying.

Just when he wanted to speak, "Buzz!"

A sword cry sounded slightly.

A sword fell in front of Zhan Xin. Long Fei moved slightly and said: "It's just the Huangquan Holy Bone Sword. Can you get this kind of betrothal gift?"

"It is said that the Zhan family is powerful, rich, and has countless spiritual treasures, but now it seems too stingy, right?"

Zhan Xin's breath suddenly disappeared.

He stared at the sword in front of him and tightened his gaze, "Shura Sword!"

"You have some discernment." Long Fei grinned faintly. This was really the Shura sword he exploded when he killed Shura, the god of death. Its level was far higher than that of the Underworld Sacred Bone Sword.

Long Fei smiled and said: "You are the only one who still wants to propose marriage even if your sword is broken? Don't you feel shabby?"

Zhan Xin's face darkened.

indeed.

Compared to the Shura Sword, the Underworld Holy Bone Sword he brought was indeed a bit shabby.

Zhan Xin smiled slightly, glanced at Long Fei, and said, "Is this your betrothal gift?"

"Are you here to propose marriage too?"

Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei motionlessly.

Long Fei said: "Isn't it possible? Do you only need your Zhan family to propose marriage? Can't I come?"

Zhan Xin said: "Are you sure you want to steal the woman from Zhan Wushuang?"

Long Fei said: "I'm sure and sure, what's wrong?"

Zhan Xin turned his eyes and then looked at Xuanyuan Xiong and said, "What is your choice?"

Xuanyuan Xiong tried hard to control his breath and calm down. Just when he was about to speak, Zhan Xin suddenly reminded him and said, "You'd better think carefully before speaking."

"Because your decision will determine the fate of the Xuanyuan clan."

A strong sense of oppression came over me.

Xuanyuan Xiong's eyes darkened.

Xuanyuan Lie's body also trembled slightly, and he immediately said: "There is no need to consider this. Xuanyuan Li'er and Young Master Wushuang are a match made in heaven."

"No need to choose at all."

Xuanyuan Lie was very worried. He was worried that he would also suffer.

Zhan Xin glared and said coldly: "Did I let you speak?"

Xuanyuan Lie immediately lowered his head and did not dare to say another sentence.

It was his daughter on one side, and the entire Xuanyuan clan on the other. Xuanyuan Xiong couldn't make a choice in his heart!

Zhan Xin's strength can really massacre the entire Xuanyuan clan.

at this time.

Many Xuanyuan clan elders and disciples were looking at Xuanyuan Xiong. Their hearts were extremely anxious, as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff.

The thin line between life and death.

Just then.

Long Fei smiled lightly and said: "You are here to propose marriage on behalf of Zhan Wushuang, and I am also here to propose marriage. How about we solve this problem in the most traditional way."

Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei and said, "What is the most traditional way?"

Long Fei said: "It's very simple, a martial arts competition!"

Xuanyuan Xiong is already riding a tiger and is unable to dismount.

He couldn't make a decision at all.

Zhan Xin was slightly startled and sneered.

The four warrior elders around him burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"Contest with us?"

"Boy, who do you think you are?"

"Are you worthy?"

"Are you worthy of snatching it from our young master?"

"What qualifications do you have?"

"Long Fei, you are just a dying ant, and you still want to rob our young master?"



The four elders laughed loudly.

Li Yuanba and the Eight Great Vajras were both unhappy, and each of them wanted to rush forward. However, they were stopped by Long Fei, who smiled slightly and said, "I'm just asking you if you dare?"

He stared at Zhan Xin.

The fighting spirit is burning!

Xuanyuan Xiong's heart tightened, and he sent a message to Long Fei, saying: "Long Fei, you are not their opponent, don't be impulsive!"

Zhan Xin's cultivation is unfathomable.

He has never lost in the Chaos Realm, and his cultivation is higher than that in the Chaos Realm. No one can defeat such a super strong man.

Martial arts contest?

So unwise!

Xuanyuan Lie and the others became excited, "This boy is really stupid. He is stupid enough to compete with the Zhan family. But this is better. In this case, Xuanyuan Xiong will have no choice. Hahaha... Boy, you are really a head-scratcher."

Pig."

Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei and said, "Are you going to compete with us?"

Long Fei said: "Give me a pleasant word, do you dare?"

Zhan Xin wanted to laugh, but no one had ever dared to challenge him. He said slightly: "It seems that I haven't been out and about in these years, and some people have forgotten who I am."

"Boy!"

"I agree to your request for a competition."

"Tell me how you want to compare!"

Long Fei said: "It's very simple. Win two out of three games. Each party will send three representatives. Of course... you can also play yourself."

Zhan Xin said: "Okay!"

"What if you lose?"

Long Fei said: "I will make way for you and will not propose marriage to Uncle Xuanyuan."

Zhan Xin sneered and said, "That's all?"

Long Fei said: "Then what else do you want?"

Zhan Xin said: "Your life!"

Li Yuanba immediately shouted and said: "Old guy, try saying something again!"

He is a tough guy who is not afraid of heaven or earth.

Li Yuanba didn't know how to respect the elderly. As long as anyone was hostile to Long Fei, he would be unhappy, no matter if it was a god or a ghost.

Long Fei smiled slightly and said: "Okay, but what if you lose?"

Zhan Xin was stunned and said, "Am I losing?"

"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

Several warrior elders laughed again.

Zhan Xin smiled faintly and said, "If I lose, what will you do with it? Is that okay with you?"

lose?

He has never lost in his life.

It's even more impossible now.

Long Fei said: "Since you said that, then you can kowtow to Uncle Xuanyuan and apologize."

"Boy!"

"Little bastard."

"Say one more thing!"

The elder Zhan Clan instantly became angry, his eyes filled with anger and fierceness.

Long Fei smiled and said: "He said it himself and let me deal with it. Doesn't that work? If it doesn't work, then change it and let me slap him three times. That's easy, right?"

Several warrior elders are angry again.

However.

Zhan Xin stopped them, looked at Long Fei and said coldly: "Long Fei, you will die miserably."

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