Chapter 3036: Zhuang Fengyu's anger

Chapter 3036, Zhuang Fengyu's anger
"very good!"
Inside Zhuang Fengyu’s eyes, it seems that the anger is burning.
Seeing his beloved woman, even for another man to be right with himself, how painful and angry it is.
The eighty spirits of Zhuang Fengyu's body, the madness of the surging, burst out on his head are all strong momentum.
"I have heard that your talent in Yan Yuting is very strong. In the future, it is possible to surpass me to become the first in the flame list. Let me see and see today. In the end, do you have a name!"
In the voice of Zhuang Fengyu, there is a cold killing intention. He really kills Yan Yanting.
The principle that he has always been a man is that he can't get anything, and others can't think of it.
Since he can't get the heart and soul of Yan Yuting, he won't let Xu Feng get it all.
"Then let the horse come over, don't talk nonsense!"
Yan Yuting stared at the opposite Zhuang Fengyu and said: "You call me like you, you really thought I didn't know, it was just your vanity!"
"You Zhuang Fengyu is the first place in the flame list. You want to chase me, not just to tell everyone, is your Zhuang Fengyu so powerful?"
"You really thought that I don't understand, you don't pretend to be so infatuated, I am not stupid!"
The words of Yan Yuting are like the swords that wear the heart of Zhuang Fengyu.
have to say.
Yan Yuting really stings his heart.
When Yan Yuting publicized his inner thoughts, his inner anger was even stronger.
The field of blood in his body is filled with blood red light, making his body very strange.
However, the momentum on his body has also climbed to the peak.
In fact, everyone understands.
Zhuang Fengyu's pursuit of Yan Yuting, as Yan Yuting said, the vanity component inside is really big.
But what about that?
Zhuang Fengyu is the first in the flame list. His vanity can match his strength, and no one can talk a lot.
"Yan Yuting, if this is the case, what I can't get from Zhuang Fengyu, then destroy it!"
Zhuang Fengyu made a roar, and his body's momentum climbed to the extreme, creating the momentum of the six peaks.
Eighty of the spirits, as if the waves were rolling, made Zhuang Fengyu the whole person, all become horrible.
Yan Yuting coldly said: "Zhuang Fengyu, what do you pretend, although you are the first in the flame list, but how many years have you cultivated, how many years have I practiced, how many years have you cultivated Xu Feng, with your talent, what qualification do you have to do? My man!"
"If I smoked again, if I practiced for another three years, you will not be qualified for Zhuang Fengyu to give me shoes, but you also want to pursue me!"
In the hands of Yan Yuting, the long sword emerged, and the silver-white sword light was emitted.
Many people heard the words of Yan Yuting. They nodded and agreed that Yan Yuting said it was very reasonable.
As Yan Yuting said, with her talent and beauty, Zhuang Fengyu seems to be really not qualified to be her man.
"Smoke Yuting, I killed you!"
Zhuang Fengyu has been so humiliated, his first member of the flame list.
His deterrent power in the flame battlefield these years is unquestionable.
However, Zhuang Fengyu himself discovered it.
As time went by, he occupied the flame list for the first time, almost three years.
Many young talents that have emerged, but they are all horrible, and he wants to suppress those people, and they have become somewhat stretched.
Among them, Yan Yuting's performance is even more stunning. Many people are predicting that it is Yan Yuting. In another three years, it will inevitably surpass Zhuang Fengyu.
However, this is the reason why Zhuang Fengyu’s pursuit of Yan Yuting.
He wants to tell everyone on the flamefield.
His Zhuang Fengyu is the first in the flame list, and he is also able to pursue the most beautiful woman in the forefront of the flame list.
It is a pity that Yan Yuting is really hard and hard for Zhuang Fengyu, which makes Zhuang Fengyu angry during this time.
Rumble!
Zhuang Fengyu's footsteps moved, and his palms condensed with blood-red light, and went toward the bombardment of Yan Yuting.
The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual powers are all gathered in the palm of Zhuang Fengyu's hand. What he displays is the second-order best holy spirit.
"Longquan charm copy!"
Zhuang Fengyu's display of the Holy Spirit is like a spring water, his palms become strange.
The blood-red light wrapped his palms, forming a fierce hurricane, rushing out toward Yan Yuting.
However, when Yan Yuting pulled out the sword, the swordsman spread, and the field of the sword appeared.
Her spirit is much less than the number of Zhuang Fengyu, and her attack is also somewhat embarrassing.
Of course, this contrast is with Zhuang Fengyu.
Oh!
With the attack of Jianmang and Zhuang Fengyu, the moment of collision, the rain sword of Yan Yuting trembled, and the sword was broken.
"It’s Zhuang Fengyu, and it’s the strongest player in the flame list. Yan Yuting couldn’t bear his attack.

"It is really horrible. His realm of spiritual cultivation is also very high. The Holy Spirit technique he has just displayed is at least a state of gradual improvement."
"Yantu Yuting is still somewhat tender compared to Zhuang Fengyu!"
Many people looked at this scene and they all discussed it.
Yan Yu Ting's pretty face is a little cold, and the long sword becomes more fierce, taking the initiative to move toward Zhuang Fengyu's chest.
At the moment when the long sword was pulled out, the swordsmanship became the length of several dozen feet, and instantly moved toward the head of Zhuang Fengyu.
"Yan Yuting, your talent is very good, the sword is also good, the field of the sword is also good, but unfortunately you are still not my opponent!"
In the words of Zhuang Fengyu, all of them revealed strong self-confidence. He did not put Yan Yuting in his eyes.
His arms are lifted and his body is stirring.
The vortex is formed.
Jianmang was shot by Zhuang Fengyu, and the film was broken and broken into a burst of air.
Zhuang Fengyu’s face is dismissive, saying:
How fast is the attack, how is the long sword good, in the face of absolute strength, everything is a cloud, and you are destined to die here!

"I want you to become a red powder!"
Zhuang Fengyu’s voice is all about killing.
The momentum of the body broke out completely.
The field of the whole body, the thorough fusion, the sleeves of his arms, all made a squeaking sound.
The hurricane of the body is surging wildly, and the strong momentum is even more shocking.
Everyone can see it.
Zhuang Fengyu really killed the heart.
However, Yan Yuting's face also became dignified.
She couldn't help but glance at Xu Feng not far away.
However, Xu Feng sat cross-legged, and some sporadic flames drifted from time to time, not very strong.
Yan Yuting bit his lip and his heart is firm. He said: "In any case, I will give him time!"
(End of this chapter)