The evil emperor's golden turtle pet

Chapter 225 Contest Final Battle (2)
"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs!" Beitang Yuye gave Bai Xuelan a cold look, then turned around and stared at Feng Jingyu.Seeing the murderous intent in Yu Ye's eyes, Bai Xuelan secretly smiled.

There was a murderous intent in Beitang Yuye's eyes, after he knocked Bai Xuelan away, his eyes were cold, he immediately raised his hand, and threw a raging ball towards Feng Jingyu's hand holding Yun'er. Burning purple profound fire.This ball of mysterious fire was much more powerful than Bai Xuelan's before, and as the mysterious fire rushed forward, a shocking crack was burned on the ground of the ring.

Feng Jingyu kneaded Yun'er's wrist. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xuanhuo flying towards him, but he seemed to ignore it, and calmly kneaded it twice, and then suddenly threw it off when Xuanhuo was half a meter away from him. The black feather cloak on the shoulders collided with Beitang Yuye's profound fire with a powerful profound energy.Then countless black feathers scattered in mid-air, intertwined with countless scattered small purple sparks, flew down together, and died together.

Everyone in the stands exclaimed at the same time.

Feng Jingyu threw down the broken cloak, and her sharp eyes flew towards Beitang Yuye.

Beitang Yuye did not lose the wind, and stared at Feng Jingyu angrily.

They stared at each other without saying a word.Powerful profound energy emanated from the two of them, and the invisible profound energy collided in the center of the ring, causing a gust of cold wind.The cold wind blew the black feathers scattered on the ground, they soared into the air, circling and flying on the ring, the cold wind also blew the skirts of the two people, and the two figures, one black and one white, confronted each other on the ring with full of hostility with.

Standing beside Feng Jingyu, Yun'er also felt the strong hostility between the two.Because the person standing opposite was Beitang Yuye, Yun'er was afraid that they would hurt each other if they made a real move, so Yun'er turned to Feng Jingyu.

"Jingyu..." Yun'er called Feng Jingyu in a low voice.

"Yun'er, you were tired just now." Feng Jingyu turned her head and smiled softly at her, "You take a rest, leave this to me."

"Jing Yu, just stare at him..." Yun'er tried to remind him that Beitang Yuye was her friend, and hoped that he would be merciful.

Of course Feng Jingyu understood Yun'er's thoughts, before Yun'er could finish speaking, he gave her a warm look, showing that he knew what was on his mind.Yun'er got his assurance, and took a step back obediently.

Beitang Yuye was full of jealousy just now, the moment he saw Feng Jingyu and Yun'er holding hands, he wished to kill Feng Jingyu immediately, so he couldn't control Feng Jingyu for a while, but He quickly calmed himself down, Bai Xuelan's deliberate stimulation did not affect Yu Ye, Yu Ye still maintained a bit of reason in his mind, but his tone towards Feng Jingyu was still cold.

"Lord Feng!" Beitang Yuye shouted coldly.

Feng Jingyu looked at him calmly.

Beitang Yuye said to Feng Jingyu with a serious face, "Master Feng, today you and I are already standing in the arena, why don't we just compete?"

Feng Jingyu smiled lightly: "Cousin Bei, didn't you already make a move just now?"

"I was the one who got angry just now." Beitang Yuye replied sincerely, "It's my fault that I frightened Lord Feng by rashly striking."

"Scared?" Feng Jingyu said leisurely, "Brother Bei, you are overconfident, how can that little mysterious fire scare this deity, but you ruined this deity's black feather cloak for no reason, and you must pay for it!"

"Hehe." Beitang Yuye also gritted his teeth and laughed, he said, "It's just a cloak, Lord Feng, why are you so stingy, even a cloak is so fussy about me?"

"That's not a simple cloak." Feng Jingyu hid the knife in her smile, looked at Yun'er intentionally and affectionately and said, "This is the cloak worn by the deity's little tortoise, and it still has her smell in it. Liancheng, now that you have ruined him, I must accompany you!"

Little turtle!
Beitang Yuye almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard it.This Feng Jingyu is really ruthless, knowing that she is angry for Yun'er now, but still pokes his vitals and sprinkles salt on his wound.

Okay, if you want to sprinkle it, sprinkle it together, you make me hurt, and I won't make you feel comfortable!
So Beitang Yuye gritted her teeth cruelly and gave it up.He smiled coldly at Feng Jingyu: "Master Feng, since Yun'er is your contracted spiritual pet, why didn't you take good care of her?"

Feng Jingyu narrowed her eyes.

Beitang Yuye said again: "Yun'er was very tired before the game yesterday, and she actually fell asleep in the waiting room. Seeing her peaceful sleeping face, my heart aches..."

wipe!
When Feng Jingyu heard this, he immediately felt a burst of flames rushing into his heart, and a pair of black eyes immediately had murderous intent.The two glared at each other viciously, wishing they could peel each other's skin and bones, and boil them in the oil pan.

Yun'er stood aside, she looked at the two helplessly.

As for what?Two big men stand here and stare at each other, or is it interesting for you to bicker with each other?Everyone is a family, she just wants them to finish the competition quickly, have a reunion dinner quickly, and eliminate this terrible hostility.

Feng Jingyu and Beitang Yuye confronted each other for a while, the mysterious energy emitted by the two of them became stronger and stronger, and the wind on the ring became stronger and stronger. The wind took the ring as the eye of the wind, and quickly blew towards the surroundings. diffusion.After a while, the audience on the seventh floor of Xuanmen Tower could feel the strong wind.The stronger the hostility between the two, the colder the profound energy, and the colder the wind generated after the collision of the two beams of profound energy.The audience gasped and moved closer to each other to keep warm.

The cold wind blew Yun'er's long hair, and Yun'er subconsciously took a step back.

"Beitang Yuye, Yun'er belongs to the deity, you have no chance!" Feng Jingyu's tone was colder than the air, he lowered his head slightly, the bloodthirsty ghost light burst out from his pupils, Straight into Beitang Yuye's eyes.

Beitang Yuye also looked cold, his sky blue eyes were full of wind and clouds, he said in a low voice: "Master Feng, you are too confident, the little girl is not yet married, and it is not known who it is, it is her true love." Already married, I, Beitang Yuye, will not give up..."

"..."

Since the two were talking with profound strength, no one around heard them. Everyone just watched their hostility grow stronger and their gazes became more and more fierce. It made a sound, from top to bottom, spinning wildly and wildly, making the sandalwood railings in the building creak, as if it was about to burst.

Suddenly, Beitang Yuye took the lead, his eyes straightened, he bowed his body backwards, and dragged his hands forward. The cloud of wind floated above his palm and rotated rapidly for a while. It continuously absorbed the surrounding cold wind. The cloud became bigger and bigger, turning faster and faster. The whole arena was intimidated by profound energy, trembling with "Hula-hula!" But Beitang Yuye stood still in her profound energy.

(End of this chapter)