Chapter Six Hundred and Twentieth Waiting for You to Take the Bait Five

It seems to have to cut in a little bit.

"Let's cut it in half from the middle to save some time. I, Ling Chuxue, are not inferior to this spiritual crystal." Ling Chuxue said suddenly, with a frosty face, but with a sense of superiority.

King Hele didn't look at her, just nodded, facing the middle of the stone.

Swish, a knife.

This knife uses a lot of spiritual power.

Roughly estimated, he at least has the strength of a mysterious spiritual master!

Feng Xingying narrowed his eyes, really underestimating this humble King Hele.

But this knife really touches people's hearts.

I'm afraid that apart from Feng Xingying, Qin Molin, and Queen Bee, everyone else's hearts have been pulled away.

Especially Ling Chuxue, she could no longer stand aside calmly, she even ran to King Hele regardless of her image, just to see the result of this knife.

The people around are even more so.

It's not the first time I've seen such an unrestrained lithotomy, but thinking about the tens of billions of gambling behind him, it's something that ordinary people, even ordinary spiritualists, would never dare to imagine in their entire lives.

"Clap."

The stone is divided into two halves.

Everyone's hearts clapped.

Broken!

What about the Lingjing?

Said fairies have fairy appearances,

How about some spirit crystals?

"How is that possible? How could this be?" Ling Chuxue stared at the two stones that were cut smoothly.

Before Feng Xingying answered her, the bearded uncle knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely:

"God is above, please forgive this girl, she must not mean it, she is just ignorant and will offend you. Please don't punish you."

The words of the gods are illusory, how could Ling Chuxue believe it! She pointed at Feng Xingying angrily: "You must have done it on purpose, right?"

"Girl, the majesty of the gods cannot be offended. The shop owner reminded you just now, and I reminded you too. Hey, why are you so obsessed?"

Ling Chuxue's hand trembled when she pointed at Feng Xingying: "You, you also believe in the gods? You are obviously a child of a mysterious family, how can you be like a fool?"

Of course Feng Xingying didn't believe in gods either, but she knew what it meant to do as the locals did.

Since people in Stone Street like to talk about gods, why didn't she borrow them? Do you have to use words that others don't understand to make people feel that you are powerful?

Feng Xingying was not as stupid as Ling Chuxue, and thought he was the most noble.

"Aren't they all human beings from aristocratic families and commoners? Why do you have to distinguish them so clearly?

They say there are gods, are they still trying to deceive you? You don't understand the stone, since you are here, of course you have to listen to the opinions of some old people.

You are so good, I thought you could turn a stone into a crystal. It's not as good as me. "

Feng Xingying turned around and pulled a street comrade.

Ling Chuxue was about to explode with anger, but she was not convinced, pointed at the two stones, and ordered in anger:

"Cut, cut them into pieces! I don't believe it, my stones can't cut spirit crystals."

Brush brush!

Brush brush brush brush!

King Hele's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and Feng Xingying thought of a word - fellow cultivator Lingwu!

I didn't expect that I could meet fellow practitioners of Lingwu in Tianyu Kingdom.

Doesn't it mean that fellow practitioners in Lingwu are different?

Feng Xingying thought that she and Xiao Jiu were already quite a few outliers, but she didn't expect to meet another one.

Interesting.

It's just that Feng Xingying looked at the knife happily, but others were not happy.

Qin Molin looked at Feng Xingying's radiant eyes, and then looked at the whereabouts of her gaze.

His face turned cold a little.

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