Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, Mu Qianxi walked onto the first floor of the competition arena very calmly.

Wang Xiong glanced at Mu Qianxi disdainfully and said: "As soon as the competition arena of the Star Ring Tower comes up, it is not allowed to admit defeat without a fight, but I am very happy that I will win ten consecutive victories today, so I will treat you like this." If a woman shows mercy, you'd better be sensible."

Mu Qianxi was very indifferent, raised her eyes and glanced at her lightly, and said: "I can tell you with regret, it is impossible for you to win ten consecutive victories today."

Everyone looked at Mu Qianxi in shock. This purple-clothed woman has a stunning appearance, her eyes are like stars, her skin is like fat, she is calm and dignified, like a genius cultivated by a powerful sect.

Such a person does not seem to be calm and introverted as they imagined, but has a wild and unruly arrogance like the wind.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Mu Qianxi didn't give him face in public, Wang Xiong frowned, this angry look, the little girl with a weaker temper would be scared to cry by him.

Mu Qianxi said: "I don't want to waste time, let's start!"

The host was ready, and officially announced the start of Wang Xiong's tenth match.

Wang Xiong's spiritual power was released, and his aura was overwhelming. He said angrily: "At first, I wanted to show mercy, but you are so ignorant, it seems that it is impossible not to leave a few blood holes on your body."

With a wave of his big hand, a big knife as tall as Wang Xiong appeared.

If the machete bleeds from this big knife, how scary the wound will be!

"Wang Xiong is coming for real, what a pity." Ru Ru regretted.

Wang Xiong moved, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, unstoppable, the big knife swept over with the weight of a thousand mountains.

Seeing that Mu Qianxi was about to splatter blood on the spot, no one could bear to watch it any longer.

Those who stared at the competition stage noticed that Mu Qianxi had disappeared.

"Disappeared, what kind of magic skill is this?"

"Wind Elemental Spiritualist, this little girl is a Wind Elemental Spiritualist."

"A wind elemental spiritual master with such a fast speed, how strong is this! Is it the peak spirit emperor? Wang Xiong is about to fall."

The speed at which Mu Qianxi disappeared was so fast that none of them could sense how strong Mu Qianxi was.

And Mu Qianxi's strength is known to the host, he scanned the information of entering the star tower test, how can this be the strength that a peak spirit emperor should have?

The sixth-order spirit emperor is so perverted, hell!

The target of the attack disappeared in front of him all of a sudden, Wang Xiong was shocked, he finally realized that he had underestimated his opponent.

But when he realized it, a cold jade fan was pressed against his neck.

The veins in his hands were throbbing violently, he clenched his big knife tightly but dared not move.

All of this happened so quickly, the outcome was decided almost within a breath.

Wang Xiong stared at the girl in front of him with wide eyes, those dark eyes were icy cold.

Mu Qianxi said coldly: "Well! You can't do it if you want to leave blood on my body, but I can let you try?"

"Yu Feng Lock Soul!"

In an instant, Wang Xin felt icy cold all over, and the wind elements around him violently rioted.

"ah!"

Wang Xiong cried out in pain. In the blink of an eye, countless wind blades had left countless deep wounds on his body, and he fell to the ground stiff with blood all over his body.

At this time, the purple figure was already far away from him, and there was no blood on his body.

"What a fast speed, what a strong spiritual skill."

"She...she is just a sixth-order spirit emperor! This is incredible."

"It's the sixth level, it's really the sixth level!"

With Mu Qianxi's strength, everyone was terrified.

At this time, the faces of the people in the challenge table were also a little unhappy, and they sighed: "Wang Xiong is already very strong, and now such a monster has come to the first floor, it will be a big trouble."

"It's true that people can't be judged by appearances. Leapfrog fighting is very easy for her, and she is also a wind elementalist who is good at speed."

"..."

Wang Xiong was taken down to heal his injuries, and the host announced, "Mu Chenxi won this match."

Only those present knew that the girl who killed Wang Xiong with one move was named Mu Chenxi.

Mu Qianxi did not choose a stand to rest, but continued to say on the competition stage: "I will continue to challenge, who will take up the challenge."

The people in the competition seats were silent, even Wang Xiong was not an opponent, so naturally none of them dared to challenge.

At this time, a black-faced man rushed up and said, "I, Xiong Chenglai, will meet you."

Xiong Cheng rarely wins three times in a row, because he loves to challenge those who are stronger than him, so he has failed many times, but he has been defeated repeatedly.

At the beginning of the competition, everyone thought that Mu Qianxi would use her speed advantage to deal with Xiong Cheng, who had an advantage in strength, because Xiong Cheng couldn't catch up with her at the speed of her previous performance.

But Mu Qianxi didn't do this, but confronted Xiong Cheng very rudely and simply.

"The Yufeng lock is broken!"

"Overbearing Heaven Fist!"

"Boom!"

Xiong Cheng was very tenacious, but he only persisted in three moves under Mu Qianxi's command.

"This wind element skill is too strong, and Xiong Cheng is also a seventh-level skill, completely suppressed by that skill."

"It must be a very high-level spiritual skill. It makes it extremely easy for Mu Chenxi to leapfrog the challenge. It seems that it is impossible for someone who is one level higher than him to defeat him, unless someone has cultivated such a high-level spiritual skill."

"I have watched so many competitions, no one on this first floor has such a spiritual skill!"

Mu Qianxi won two consecutive victories and continued to rest. The two consecutive competitions did not consume too much spiritual power for her.

Mu Qianxi continued to challenge, someone started to challenge, and then Mu Qianxi won four consecutive victories, five consecutive victories, seven consecutive victories...

Someone muttered, "One day today, she wants the world to kill ten consecutive victories and go to the second floor."

"It must be so."

Mu Qianxi reached nine consecutive victories, and a cold-faced man appeared on the competition seat.

"That person seems to be Qingxuan! At the beginning of the nine competitions, each of the nine competitions was a one-shot kill, and his sword was ridiculously fast!"

"I heard that he had something to do so he left without finishing ten games. I didn't expect that he came today by such a coincidence."

"It seems that Qingxuan is going to face Mu Qianxi, this is wonderful."

As everyone expected, Qingxuan really went up to the challenge.

Qingxuan said with a blank face: "I heard that your speed is very fast, I am curious whether it is your speed or my ghost sword."

Mu Qianxi said: "Of course it's me!"

At the beginning of the competition, Qingxuan drew his sword, his sword was fast and haunted Mu Qianxi like a ghost.

"Ghost Shadow Seizing Soul!"

When the sword glow was approaching, that purple figure disappeared like a ghost.

over there! A cold light flashed in Qingxuan's eyes, and he caught Mu Qianxi's figure passing by with a sword again.

"Ghost Chaser!"