1854: C1854 Forceful Crushing

C1854 Forceful Crushing

Feng Po Long's pupils were like a sword, his gaze was sharp as he rushed towards the sky, the sword sounds were unceasing, resounding in everyone's ears, but soon after, everything calmed down.1

Feng Po Long admitted that he was no match for Buried Sword, and had no intention to attack, but he opened his mouth: "I hope you understand what you're doing? Today, everything that you have done, and the consequences that you have caused, may very well be disastrous! "

Hearing this, the Buried Sword looked towards Chu Yang. It was as if his eyes had died and he was instantly frightened to the point of becoming alive.

"I need to repay the debt I owe others!"

"You might be returning the favor with your life!" Feng Po Long said one word at a time, "Is it worth it?"

"Even if I have to use my life to pay him back, I still have to pay him back!" The Buried Sword didn't look at Chu Yang, but Chu Yang could clearly feel a wave of joy from his Contradiction Sword.

"Another genius like Xiao Qiuyu in the path of the sword?" Chu Yang was shocked. Honestly speaking, there was a lot in common between the Buried Sword and Xiao Qiu Yu. It was cold, sharp, and the art of doing things was absolute. However, the heart was so pure that it made one's hair stand on end.

Of course, this was only a feeling, a feeling Chu Yang had.

Suddenly, Buried Sword said: "You're underestimating him!"

Feng Po Long was startled, and then nodded his head: "You are right, I still do not understand his sword well enough, I am indeed inferior to you!"

It was not only the sword, but also the ability to recognize people with the sword. It was the same virtue as Xiao Qiu Yu!

Chu Yang suddenly started to hate this kind of person. If he could drag someone down with him as a lowly friend, then he would be able to use his sword knowledge time and time again. He was truly unhappy — — Obviously, Feng Po Long was also a sword genius like Xiao Qiu Yu, but his sword art was far inferior to Xiao Qiu Yu's.

Feng Po Long retreated, not saying another word. Many people suddenly realized that the 'he' Feng Po Long and the Buried Sword were referring to Chu Yang, like the people from Sky Court. However, there were also many people who did not know who the two were talking about, such as Weng Feiming and Hu Wenzhou!

"Dire dog, don't hope anymore. No one can save you today!" Hu Wenguang sneered again.

"That's right!" Weng Feiming laughed coldly, "Wild dog, based on your arrogance just now, it's useless even if you kneel down and beg for forgiveness."

Su Yi Leng also didn't say anything, and she didn't continue to stop them. The Divine Firmament Chapter's Hu Wenguang's group.

Chu Yang thought of many things, but none of them worked. He couldn't seem to think of any use for any of them, so he was too lazy to think about it.

At the same time, he also noticed many restless gazes. There were also many people who wanted to provoke him to step on the famous Chu Wuwei of Sky sky courtyard, who was probably from the Eastern Wasteland 002.

Perhaps this was human nature. To be able to step on someone as famous as himself, that was definitely a great feeling!

"Little bitch, are you going to participate?" The anger in Chu Yang's heart grew even stronger, he began to ignore Hu Wenguang and Weng Feiming as he spoke to the parrot.

"The life of a godly bird ought to pass this way: when he looks back, he will not regret his wasted years, nor will he be ashamed of his inaction, nor will he feel guilty of the vulgarity of his life. In this way, at the end of his life, he could say, 'I have dedicated my whole life and all my energy to the most magnificent cause in the world - to fight for the shameless cause!'

The parrot, with its head held high and chest puffed out, walked proudly in the air. Its voice was full of emotion, and once its emotions had completely died down, it began to clamor, "This Divine Bird has decided to make a round of the most people. We have to show our prowess!"

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