Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Come to the door.

But found the door open.

Peng Xian'er bit her red lips nervously, and when she was about to speak, a terrifying energy suddenly came from the door.

"call!"

When this terrifying force attacked, Peng Xian'er found that she had no resistance. With a scream, she smashed the roof and flew out.

"Huh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous, I was almost seen."

In the room, Gu Benwei put away his fists, patted his chest, said with lingering fears, and then fled the room with the victory of a gold coin.

"Bang!"

hundreds of feet away.

Peng Xian'er slammed on the ground heavily, and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, compared to the injuries on her body, what was even more uncomfortable was that she was punched out before she even entered the room.

In other words, the plan she finally made has failed before it was implemented.

And most likely, that one has been offended.

"Damn it, **** it, **** it!"

Peng Xian'er cursed with a gloomy face, supported her injured body, and left with a face full of unwillingness.

But just after a few steps, she stopped.

With sharp eyes, he looked to the side of the street.

At this moment, Yi Feng was bargaining with a hawker on the street.

I just heard the peddler blushing and said, "You, you, you mean, if you buy a bag of fruit from me, I have to post a gold coin to you?"

"That's it, I don't want your gold coin, the head office?" Yi Feng said generously.

"That's more or less."

The hawker scratched his head, and then nodded in satisfaction, but when Yi Feng walked away with the fruit, he reacted abruptly.

"The enemy's road is narrow, I really didn't expect to meet you here."

Peng Xian'er squinted at this scene and let out a gloomy voice.

She didn't forget that at Chunxi Lake that day, because of Yi Feng, she was slapped by Mao Yun'er and Yao Ling'er in vain. It was because of the disfigurement of these two slaps that Yu Wujie kicked her. Almost lost his life in the lake.

Thinking of all this, Peng Xian'er was filled with resentment.

She originally wanted to kill Yi Feng with a single sword, but after thinking about it, how could she solve the hatred in her heart if she didn't torture her with such humiliation.

Think of this.

She rushed out.

Approaching Yi Feng in an instant, a trapping bag was put on Yi Feng.

Yi Feng's eyes darkened as he was walking, and he felt like he was being carried away.

There was a commotion in the street.

However, a group of mortals are only afraid of this kind of thing.

In a dark room, Yi Feng was tied to a pillar.

The headgear was lifted, and Rao was only a weak light, which also pierced Yi Feng's eyes.

"Damn, am I kidnapped?"

Yi Feng exclaimed in his heart, his eyes adjusted for a long time before he could see a sneering figure standing in front of him.

"Hmph, Yi Feng, I didn't expect that, we meet again." Peng Xian'er came out with a playful voice.

"Oh it's you?"

Recognizing this former childhood sweetheart, Yi Feng was slightly surprised.

No wonder he, a mortal who doesn't hold grudges against others, was kidnapped. It turned out to be Peng Ying.

After thinking for a while, he comforted softly: "Peng Ying, you are really impulsive this time. Although I rejected you last time and didn't want to get back with you, why should you hate it because of love? Besides, it was you at that time. I'm leaving by myself!"

Having said this, Yi Feng sighed, and then said earnestly: "You also know that I also have principles, and I will never eat back grass, so if you tie me, I will not get back with you. of."

"Shut up."

Yi Feng's words directly touched Peng Xian'er's nerves.

She really couldn't understand, where did Yi Feng have the face to think that the saintess of her dignified Tianjianmen wanted to reunite with his useless ant talisman?

And she kidnapped him to torture him, no wonder he couldn't see the current situation?

"Yi Feng, please be self-aware. Who am I, Peng Xian'er? I'm a cultivator above ten thousand people. I want to reunite with you as a mortal. Would you like to have a face?" drink.

"Oh, that's really nice."

Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, showing a look of relief.

Seeing this scene, Peng Xian'er became even more popular.

What is this look.

Unburdened?

Why not be afraid?

Shouldn't he show fear, kneel down and beg for mercy? Can't see what he will face next?

good good.

If that's the case, then I'll show you how good I am.

Peng Xian'er bit her red lips tightly, and Wu Zong's aura surged out.

With a long hair standing up, the whole momentum condensed and collapsed towards Yi Feng.

Tremble.

mortal!

this moment.

Peng Ying had a deep sneer.

She has even seen Yi Feng cry under her aura, kneel down and beg for mercy, repenting for ignoring her anger.

However.

Yi Feng was sleepy and yawned a few times, but he didn't have that kind of thing at all.

Peng Ying was stunned by this scene.

yawn?

why?

Why can he, a mortal, ignore her coercion?

She is Wu Zong.

How did he do it as a mortal?

Peng Xian'er was puzzled and even suspected that there was something wrong with her cultivation, but looking at Yi Feng's sleepy and yawning appearance, her heart was full of anger.

This is simply a challenge to her majesty.

It's just that he doesn't put his Peng Xian'er's power in his eyes!

As soon as the long sword in his hand came out, it landed on Yi Feng's neck and roared, "Shut your mouth for me."

Yi Feng closed his mouth in fright.

But as soon as it was closed, he couldn't help but open it again.

This time, he directly slashed Peng Ying's angry hair on the pillar beside Yi Feng, and said with a killing intent, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Yi Feng shrank his head and said helplessly: "Sorry, I've been so tired these days, I really, really can't help it... ah..."

Saying that, under Peng Ying's eyes, she yawned again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A manic voice came from the berserk Peng Xian'er's mouth, the long sword in his hand swayed, and there were bursts of explosions throughout the room.

Then, the long sword fell on Yi Feng's neck again.

"You're very smart, I look up to you, and I deliberately provoke me to give you a good time."

"But I don't want to kill you, but take you back to Tianjianmen and torture you!"