"But...but, I once swear that if anyone avenges my brother... I will... marry him."

When Ziwu finished saying this to Shi Feng, her head was already low and she was about to be buried in the center of her two proud mountains.

"Ah!" When Ziwei, who was sitting next to Ziwu, heard Ziwu's words, his body trembled and his heart twitched suddenly.

At this moment, he felt so uncomfortable, his chest was extremely bored, and his heart was like a knife cut.

As the suitor of Ziwu, he also heard of Ziwu's oath.

That night, Ziwei mustered up the courage to confess his love to Ziwu, hoping that Ziwu could accept him and be with him.

As a result, Ziwu told him that she would not break the promise she had said, and whoever avenges her brother Ziheng would marry her!

If his siren Wei wants to be with her, he will kill the ancient You clan You.

So from that night, Ziwei practiced countless times more harder than before, killing the ancient You clan's hidden treasures, and became his biggest goal in Ziwei's life.

Although he knew the difference between himself and Hidden, for her sake, her corpse weapon never gave up!

But now, such a corpse has emerged from the ancient corpse clan...

He has the talent of being peerless and defiant, and his corpse dance threw himself into his arms, as if all the beauty in this world was possessed by him.

After hearing the words of the corpse dance, Shi Feng spoke indifferently and said, "Then in the future, you don't have to abide by your oath. You can marry whoever you want."

Shi Feng said this and didn't even look at the corpse dance. On the ring, the Guangming clan and the Zi Scale clan geniuses appeared.

The Guangming clan is a young and beautiful girl with long golden scattered skin, fair skin like tofu, as if it could be broken. She was wearing white clothes and a pair of white wings on her back, giving people a sense of whiteness and flawlessness, as if it was sacred and inviolable, holding a big sword in her hand.

The genius who participated in the competition in the Purple Scale Clan was a young man with purple all over his body as big as a nail, and his scales looked very hard, shining with a purple light.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the geniuses of the two tribes moved and the fierce battle was about to reach!

...

"Zhifan, you!" When Ziwu heard Shi Feng's words, Ziwu said in a sweet voice.

Seeing Shi Feng still didn't respond, Zi Wu said angrily: "Zhifan, do you really don't understand or pretend you don't understand!"

Hearing the angry voice of Ziwu, Shi Feng turned his head and looked at her, frowned slightly, and said, "Hmm? Why don't you pretend to understand?"

Corpse Dance: "Chifan, you! You!"

Shi Feng was like this, it seemed like he was not listening to himself talking properly just now.

Then, Shi Feng said, "Okay, don't think too much. Killing Youzang is my own. Your oath is your own. You don't have to abide by your oath to me."

After saying this, Shi Feng ignored the corpse dance and looked at him with his eyes and dedicated his head to the Tianjiao Arena.

At this moment, Zi Wu knew completely that this young man from human race, Shi Feng, had no feelings for him at all.

Previously, I even doubted whether he liked him or whether he killed Youkang for himself. It seems that all this is just his own fantasy.

He Shi Feng killed the existence of Hidden in seconds with one punch, and he didn't even look down on him.

"So he doesn't like Xiao Wu." Ziwei, who was originally extremely upset on his chest, said secretly after hearing the conversation between Shi Feng and Zi Wu.

At this time, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and his annoyed chest also improved a lot.

"Since he doesn't like Xiao Wu, then Xiao Wu will still own me, Ziwei." Then Ziwei said in his heart again.

"Be stronger! I must become stronger when I maintain my corpse! This time, I deeply understand my love for Xiao Wu, and I deeply understand the pain of losing Xiao Wu. I can't let Xiao Wu leave me again!"

"My corpse-wei, only by becoming absolutely powerful can I protect my Xiaowu and protect my love!"

At this moment, Ziwei clenched his fists tightly, and his white face was extremely determined, and he said in his heart.

...

On the ring, the girl of the Light Clan floated in the air, slashed the big sword in her hand, slashing out a huge holy light sword, slashing at the purple scale genius.

Looking at the holy light sword that was slashed out, Shi Feng's face suddenly moved and he murmured softly: "The power of light in the light camp?"

In Zhongzhou, there were two major camps: light and darkness. In the light camp, countless people practiced this mysterious power of light.

I heard that they believed in some mysterious ancient gods, and what is the God of Light!

At this moment, the sword slashed by the girl of the Light clan was the same as the power of light in the Light camp. Although this girl was a genius in the eight-star demigod realm, the light camp, including the light emperor Jing Tianyu, was incomparable to her.

"Drink!" At this time, the purple scale genius looked fierce, and a cold shout burst out, and an extremely dazzling purple light shining on his body.

Then all the purple light on his body condensed in his right fist, and then rushed up with a punch, slashing towards the Holy Sword of Light that was slashing down.

The sword fists fought each other, "Uh!" A painful moan came out of the mouth of the purple scale genius, and then he was forced to retreat by the holy sword of light.

At this time, only the clear shout of the girl from the Light Clan came from the ring: "The Holy Lord of Light, the power of huge shock!"

At this moment, a mysterious force appeared on the Zi Scale Clan's genius, "Ah!" He heard a painful cry, and the Zi Scale Clan's genius flew backwards and flew out of the Tianjiao ring, "Bang!" and fell heavily on the ground outside the ring.

The winner has been decided!

"Light Clan, the power of light!" Shi Feng's eyes stared at the white holy and graceful figure floating in the air of the genius arena, and murmured secretly.

At this time, Zi Wu whispered to Shi Feng again and said, "This Guangming clan has believed that they represent justice and light since ancient times. Our ancient corpse clan, ancient You clan, ancient skull clan, blood-devouring clan, blood-print clan... All races that practice dark death power are considered evil by them, and have been incompatible since ancient times!

This is Lisana, the beautiful girl of the Light Clan. It is rumored that her realm has reached the eight-star demigod realm. If you meet her, it is better to be careful!"

Although Shi Feng refused her, and although Zi Wu understood that he was strong, she still explained to him with great care.

"Light Clan, Lisanna!" Shi Feng murmured with this strange name inward. The style of this Light Clan is really similar to that of the Light Clan.

Self-righteousness represents justice, and it is an enemy of dark and evil death!
Chapter completed!