Chapter 2230
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"You're not hurt?!" The Iron Hand Spiritual Lord's voice was trembling.
Crossing her hands behind her back, Feng Wu nodded with a smile. "Yes."
The eyes of the Iron Hand Spiritual Lord widened. "You're not dead or injured, and your strength …"
As soon as the Iron Hand Spiritual Lord said that, a buzzing sound came from Feng Wu.
The Iron Hand Spiritual Lord's heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice.
Recently, he had almost become paranoid from hearing this voice!
This was the sound of a promotion!
Sure enough —
Under the ferocious gaze of Steel-Hand, a Level 6 Spiritual Lord, Feng Wu went from a Level 5 Spiritual Lord to a Level 6 Spiritual Lord.
The eyes of the Iron Hand Spiritual Lord widened!
"This is impossible! That's impossible! "The Iron Hand Spiritual Lord gritted his teeth." How can you still make a breakthrough? You've upgraded the Seed of Source of God?! "
Feng Wu grinned at the Iron Hand Spiritual Lord and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you."
Iron Hand, a Level 6 Spiritual Lord, glared at Feng Wu. "For what?"
Feng Wu smiled and said casually, "If you hadn't pumped me so many times and given me so much spiritual essence, I wouldn't have been able to make the breakthrough so easily."
The six-star Iron Hand Spiritual Lord didn't believe it. "Ridiculous! Didn't you use the seed of the god source to advance? "
Feng Wu chuckled. "The seed of the spirit source is such a good thing. I can't let it go to waste. Now that I can use your spiritual essence to make a breakthrough, of course I won't use it."
An Iron Hand Spiritual Lord said, "I don't believe it!"
Feng Wu smiled. "If you don't believe me, you're a Level 5 Spiritual Lord."
The words of a Level 5 Spiritual Lord shocked the Iron Hand cultivator.
When he subconsciously checked his own body — —
Hiss!
He drew in a breath of cold air!
No wonder he felt that his spiritual power was sluggish and almost overdrawn!
It turned out that his cultivation level had really dropped from Level 6 to Level 5!
"How … could … this …" How was this possible?!
How did it drop?!
He was a Level 6 Iron Hand Spiritual Lord, or rather a Level 5 Iron Hand Spiritual Lord now.
His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "What did you do?!"
Feng Wu shrugged and said innocently, "You gave me your spiritual essence to help me become a Level 6 Spiritual Lord. Why are you blaming me now?"
The Iron Hand Spiritual Lord gritted his teeth and roared, "I didn't!"
Feng Wu smiled at him.
The Iron Hand Spiritual Lord suddenly realized something. "Could it be … Could it be that … I actually helped you when I hit you? When I hit you, did you absorb all my spiritual energy?! "
No wonder!
No wonder every time he punched out, he couldn't retract his strength and could only gather his spiritual energy again!
"Something's wrong with you!" The Level 5 Iron Hand Spiritual Lord stared at Feng Wu. "You can use demonic spells! You … "
Just then, a round-faced Level 5 Spiritual Lord finally flanked them.
When the Iron Hand Spiritual Lord saw him coming, he immediately shouted, "Xiao Yuan, this girl …"
Bang!
Before the Level 5 Iron Hand Spiritual Lord could spill the beans, Feng Wu smacked him down and heavily injured him, rendering him unable to get up again.
Blood oozed out of his mouth and he kept coughing. He wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a word.
Seeing his friend on the ground, the round-faced Spiritual Lord felt his blood rush to his head!
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