Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

In an instant, Song Mingyue's figure swept out like lightning.

His attack angle is not a straight line, but a serpentine shape, making it unclear from which direction the attack will approach?

And Mu Qianxi used the wind elemental spiritual power to quickly avoid it, and naturally the level of spiritual power could not be concealed.

"Seventh rank... Spirit Emperor!"

"Emperor Ling!"

"How did Emperor Ling come to this grand event, this is not normal!"

It is estimated that the strength of the seventh-rank Lingdi can only be considered good in the three-star faction, but the Tianjiao here are geniuses of the four-star faction, and this is the first time I have seen a person with such a low level.

"The seventh-rank Lingdi climbed to the ninth level of the Nanling stele!"

"The Nanling stele is malfunctioning!"

"..."

Even the guardian elders were a little surprised, the ring was covered with spiritual power, and they had to watch it several times before they were sure.

"It's really a seventh-order spirit emperor!"

Song Mingyue smiled and said, "It seems that the rumors are correct."

On the day of the test, I met that idiot, Mu Qianxi, who actually did it, so there was naturally news.

Those who are interested will naturally find out, but many people don't believe it.

Mu Qianxi nodded and said, "That's right! I'm a genuine seventh-order spirit emperor."

Dugulang smiled, "A seventh-rank spirit emperor, Song Mingyue, kill her instantly with one move! With this strength, I still want to stay above this young master!"

Song Mingyue was not as arrogant as Dugu Lang, but naturally he wouldn't take a seventh-rank Spirit Emperor too seriously.

Song Mingyue said: "Song will give Miss Mu some face, and defeat Miss Mu after ten moves."

Mu Qianxi took out Feng Ling's feather fan, and said with a smile: "Beat me with ten strokes, Mr. Song, you really think highly of yourself."

She shot sharply, "Fengyue Wushuang!"

The terrifying spiritual power of the wind element rushed towards Song Mingyue. This power made Song Mingyue feel dangerous, so he used his spiritual power to block it!

"boom!"

With one move colliding, they realized the tyranny of this seventh-level spirit emperor.

"Wind Elemental Healer!"

"Where did you learn this spiritual technique! Abnormal, too tyrannical, if you change to a seventh-level spiritual sect, you may not be able to stop it!"

"..."

Song Mingyue smiled and said: "It seems that I have really underestimated Miss Mu, but Miss Mu's level is still too low. If it is a higher level, maybe I have the strength to fight with me!"

Song Mingyue made seals with both hands, and suddenly countless sounds of breaking through the air came from all directions, rushing towards Mu Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi rotated the wind element to avoid it, and Song Mingyue was surprised by her keen reaction and several speeds. Suddenly, a burst of fog filled the entire arena.

"Song Mingyue is a mist elemental psychic, a mutant of a water elemental psychic!"

"After entering his fog, all perceptions will be weakened, and then they will be slaughtered by Song Mingyue."

"It seems that Miss Mu is going to lose!"

In the dense fog, Song Mingyue's attacks became more and more tricky, but Mu Qianxi dodged her every time.

"As expected of a wind elemental healer, he is good at speed, but this is not my fastest speed.

Song Mingyue sped up the speed and continued to attack, Mu Qianxi's Feng Ling feather fan opened, and the wind elements gathered.

"Wind meteor, silence!"

The wind element erupted and dispelled the mist.

Song Mingyue was still very indifferent, "It's useless!"

Using the power of the mist element again, the surrounding area became icy cold, making people feel as if they were frozen.

"The mutated elements are really weird and difficult to deal with!" Someone sighed.

But what surprised Song Mingyue was that Mu Qianxi's speed still didn't slow down much.

But it doesn't matter, countless sword qi swept towards Mu Qianxi.

"Bang bang bang!"

Before, Song Mingyue confidently said ten moves would solve Mu Qianxi, but now the ten moves have passed, and Mu Qianxi is still unscathed.

"Fengyun, Hanyue!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" Countless explosions sounded, and Song Mingyue was blown away by such force today.

"Miss Mu, it seems that I underestimated you!"

"If you have any tricks, use them quickly! Mr. Song." Mu Qianxi said lightly.

After breaking through to the seventh-order spirit emperor, she has been continuing to practice and experience, and now she has reached the bottleneck of the seventh-order peak spirit emperor.

This time, it is definitely a good opportunity to make a breakthrough against these top geniuses and eighth-level spirit sects in the south.

Song Mingyue said: "Miss Mu, you requested this. Don't say I'm bullying when the time comes."

Song Mingyue took back the fog from the competition arena. Although it was taken back, he gave people a more dangerous feeling.

"Crazy Fog Rolling Kill!"

In an instant, the mist formed a vortex that seemed to be able to swallow some, and the waves swept towards Mu Qianxi violently.

This is also a high-level spiritual skill!

"Mu Chenxi's spiritual skills are very powerful. Song Mingyue is also a disciple of the four-star sect, and his spiritual skills are also powerful. Now Mu Chenxi is going to be in big trouble." Everyone said in shock.

With Mu Qianxi's terrifying spiritual skills, he is invincible under the seventh-level spiritual sect, but there are many talented eighth-level spiritual sects in the entire south.

He faced the top Song Mingyue, and it was a miracle that he could last until this time.

"Snapped!"

Feng Ling's feather fan was instantly opened, and spiritual energy like a tide surged out frantically.

"Wind Meteor, Star Breaker!"

"Fighting the wind as a shield!"

The two spiritual skills came out together, and after the powerful attacking skills erupted, Mu Qianxi continued to defend.

"boom!"

After the two ultimate moves collided, a terrifying explosion sounded.

"Boom!" Song Mingyue's body retreated, and Mu Qianxi's figure also retreated to the edge of the competition stage.

Mu Qianxi, a seventh-rank spirit emperor, dared to be weaker than Song Mingyue.

Song Mingyue's face darkened, and she shot Mu Qianxi once.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought again, and Song Mingyue used all kinds of tricky attacks, and Mu Qianxi perfectly avoided each time.

"I don't believe it, your speed has no limit!"

Song Mingyue's attacks are getting faster and faster, he feels that he can catch up with Mu Qianxi's speed, once he catches up and hits him, he will be the final winner.

"Wind meteor, silence!"

"Fengyue Wushuang!"

"..."

When everyone knew Mu Qianxi's strength, everyone felt that Mu Qianxi would not last long.

But the current battle on the ninth floor is definitely the longest battle since the beginning of the competition, and it is also the battle with the largest level difference.

Dugu Lang said: "It seems that Song Mingyue's strength is not very good, it took so long to deal with this seventh-order spirit emperor."

Song Mingyue's spiritual attack actually forced Mu Qianxi's weapon to leave her hand.

"Mu Chenxi's weapon is gone, it seems that this battle will be decided."

"The quasi-divine weapon has improved her strength a lot. If she doesn't have it, she probably won't be able to fight."

"..."

When the weapons left their hands, they thought that Mu Qianxi would be defeated, and there was no suspense at all.