Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

Mu Qianxi swept over them and said, "Who will come up to compete with me?"

The discussion on this side has not yet yielded results. A person rushed to the tenth floor and said, "I'll do it!"

Ghost Sword Qingxuan came up, and Mu Qianxi said that he was waiting for him to fight on the tenth floor, so he also rushed up without stopping.

It was only a little bit short, Mu Chenxi was just one game away from completing a hundred consecutive victories, he probably had no chance.

Although Qingxuan rushed forward, he was not as relaxed as Mu Qianxi was before, and he was full of color.

"Hey! There's a newcomer on the tenth floor." Someone said in surprise.

"I know him. He is Qingxuan, the ghost sword. He also came up from the first floor today. He is a little slower than Mu Chenxi. Many opponents were instantly killed by him with one sword. His strength is super strong!"

"Challenge Mu Chenxi as soon as you come up, be silly! Mu Chenxi is so perverted!"

"You don't know about this. He fought Mu Chenxi with a sword before, but he lost. Now he is probably trying to find his way back."

The appearance of Ghost Sword Qingxuan gave the others a sigh of relief.

Someone foolishly rushed to fight Mu Chenxi, and finally they didn't need to fight.

But Mu Qianxi glanced at her and said, "Forget it, I've played ninety-nine games in a row, I'll take a break first, you need to rest even after you've played ninety games in a row, I don't want to take advantage."

At this time, Ghost Sword Qingxuan came up with a rush, and Mu Qianxi knew that he should not fight again.

Qingxuan understood very well, he nodded slightly and said: "Okay!"

Between Mu Qianxi and Qingxuan resting, the others finally had a chance to compete.

However, after seeing Mu Chenxi killing all directions, the next competition seemed a bit dull, and they were very much looking forward to the battle between Mu Chenxi and Ghost Sword Qingxuan.

But after waiting for a long time, Ghost Sword Qingxuan didn't seem to recover much.

As for the reason, this guy didn't even use the pill to restore spiritual power.

According to his snail speed to recover, it will probably take tomorrow.

At this time, Bai Jingyue walked up to Qingxuan and said, "Brother Qingxuan, you will recover faster with this healing elixir. I think you really want to fight Miss Mu too!"

Qingxuan glanced at the pill and said, "I have no money!"

Mu Qianxi looked at Ghost Sword Qingxuan in astonishment, feeling that this guy didn't even use the lowest level of healing pills because he was too poor.

Bai Jingyue smiled and said: "This is a free gift from me. It can be regarded as making friends with Qingxuan. Brother Qingxuan, you don't have to be polite."

Qingxuan was also afraid that Mu Qianxi would not wait for him, so he was not polite, took the pill and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jingyue."

Everyone secretly thought, Mr. Jingyue is indeed a moral model, a good man!

At this time, the two people fighting on the test field had a result, and Qingxuan had completely recovered.

Mu Qianxi swept towards the competition platform, and Qingxuan followed and landed on the competition platform.

"They're coming up! Coming up!"

"Mu Chenxi is going to fight Ghost Sword Qingxuan."

The ghost sword was Qingxuan and top-notch, and Mu Qianxi looked for a sword from the space, and took out one casually!

"Huh! Did Mu Chenxi not use the weapon she used before? But this sword is not low in level."

no! Mu Qianxi stuffed the sword back, and took out another sword, it still didn't work!

The space is full of spirit weapons scavenged from everywhere, and the level is not low. After a long time of exchange, I finally found a suitable one.

It's just that the eyes of the people present at this time looked at Mu Qianxi a little wrongly, it was definitely the eyes of hatred for the rich.

Everyone was in an uproar, "Oh my god! Mu Chenxi's house sells spirit weapons, right? So many spirit weapons?"

"I think this little girl must have robbed some refiner's treasury, it's too scary."

"..."

Qingxuan looked at Mu Qianxi stiffly, and controlled himself not to hate the rich.

Mu Qianxi waved her sword and said, "I said, if you catch up with me and fight on the tenth floor, I will not take advantage of the weapon and use an ordinary spiritual weapon to fight you. I will do what I say."

Qingxuan said: "This time, I will defeat you!"

With a flick of his wrist, a strange sword light came, and there were bursts of piercing sounds in the air.

In an instant, more than a dozen sword glows burst out and rushed towards Mu Qianxi.

The strength of a person who has won ninety consecutive victories in one day is really extraordinary. Facing the sword light that blocked everything, Mu Qianxi dodged faster.

She swung the sword very decisively, the sword energy and the wind element spiritual power merged together, Mu Qianxi said coldly: "Fengyue Wushuang!"

"The fusion of sword energy and wind element makes her so bold."

Qingxuan froze for a moment, and blocked Mu Qianxi's attack with a sword move.

"Boom!" The two forces collided together.

Then, the two of them fought against each other in any direction of the ring like ghosts and ghosts, which made people dazzled.

"This level of battle is hard to see even in the ring tower of the Lingzong class. It's wonderful!"

"These two are perverts, right? Ghost Sword Qingxuan and Mu Chenxi are both perverts who can leapfrog fights."

"..."

The people above the competition seats were also speechless. It was very exciting for them to have such two perverts appearing on the same day. Fortunately, they are killing each other now, so they can be safe for the time being.

Qingxuan's swordsmanship is very strong, this is the first young man she has seen with such a pure sword outside of Bai Yi, and he is also a person who loves swords, so Mu Qianxi wants to fight him again.

When we fight again, we can just try to comprehend.

Instead of controlling the sword with the wind, or controlling the wind with the sword, it was an attack that combined sword energy and elemental spiritual power, and she succeeded.

"Yu Feng Lock Soul!"

"Yu Feng Mie Hun!"

Not only did Mu Qianxi have a new understanding, Qingxuan felt that his swordsmanship seemed to be stronger when facing a strong enemy.

An undefeated will burned in his heart, making his sword even more dangerous.

"Boom!"

In the subtle corner of watching the game, sitting there at this time in a lifetime has not been noticed.

"My darling apprentice is so enlightened! With such comprehension, it seems that I don't need to teach the next few spiritual skills, because the little baby can create the most suitable spiritual skills."

The three-movement spiritual technique he taught was just an introduction, and it was the most perfect result to be able to induce Mu Qianxi's self-created spiritual technique. He thought it would take a little time, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated his master.

"Bang bang bang!" In an instant, the two fought for several rounds.

Qingxuan clenched his sword tightly, and countless sword qi rushed towards Mu Qianxi like waves.

These sword qi are both real and illusory, it is difficult to tell the real from the fake.

The end of a misjudgment is blood splattered on the spot.

And Mu Qianxi was still calm and composed, gently raised the sword and turned it around, forming a momentum under the fusion of wind elements.

Mu Qianxi's speed is very fast, the sword in her hand has only one goal, and that is to defeat the opponent in front of her, rushing across, and slashing across the air with her sword.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Qingxuan flew out.