Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

"Shua!"

Luo Qingtong's figure was staggered with that of Little Xueqiu'er, and that of Patriarch Huo.

She raised the long sword in her hand, feeling the fusion and solidification of the strength and power perception in her body, and the smile on her lips became more publicized.

On the other side, Patriarch Huo's heart was surging like a stormy sea.

He originally thought that if he attacked with all his strength, Luo Qingtong would definitely not be able to bear it.

Who would have thought that the young man had to deal with him for so long relying on the long sword in his hand and that monster with a holy cultivation level!

He is clearly only a young man at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm, not even the Holy Realm, but he frequently avoids the strongest part of his attack!

So much so that his attack hardly landed on her body!

Every time, some aftermath bombarded her and was chopped to pieces by her!

And... Was it his illusion?

Always feel that the opponent's strength seems to have improved a little bit?

This kind of improvement is not in strength, but in quality and perception!

The opponent's use of martial arts and strength seems to be more harmonious...

Thinking of this, Patriarch Huo's eyes darkened instantly.

He seemed to think of something, and then became angry all of a sudden.

"You!" He pointed at Luo Qingtong and shouted angrily, "Use me to practice moves and consolidate your strength!"

Patriarch Huo was so angry that his lungs would explode!

He desperately wanted to kill Luo Qingtong, but the opponent borrowed his carelessness and used him to practice moves and consolidate his strength.

Patriarch Huo felt the shame in his heart surge back after thinking about it.

"Bastard! You are courting death!"

Patriarch Huo was so angry that he was about to explode.

He flicked his sleeves with a bang, and no longer cared about the loss of strength, he used his greatest trick.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged violently in the entire room.

A sense of suffocation, like the eve of a volcanic eruption, enveloped the entire room.

Under the urging of Patriarch Huo's aura, the whole room seemed to be shrouded in a low air pressure of "black clouds overwhelming the city".

With Patriarch Huo's aura rising, the whole room was buzzing and trembling.

"Yejiu, I will never let you have any chance of surviving this time!"

The repeated defeats made Patriarch Huo no longer dare to underestimate the slender young man opposite him.

But no matter how powerful the opponent is, he is only at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm!

With all his strength, and using his own aura to activate the secret technique of the Saint Realm, he couldn't believe that the other party could survive such an attack!

To do this, unless Luo Qingtong's Martial Spirit Realm has power comparable to that of a Saint Realm, how is this possible?

Let's not talk about whether it is possible for Luo Qingtong to have such power, even if she does have it, if it is not her own power, she will not be able to use it at all!

Even if Luo Qingtong got a great opportunity in this room, she would die in his hands!

This time, I will never miss it again!

Patriarch Huo thought so, and suddenly sneered.

And Luo Qingtong has already felt that the power of the Martial Spirit Realm, which she was not very familiar with before, has gradually become familiar and mellow to her during the confrontation with the Huo family.

Seeing that Patriarch Huo had guessed her purpose just now, she smiled faintly.

Her own strength has been fully tempered, even if Patriarch Huo didn't find out, she is ready to stop and give him a ride!

After chasing and killing her for so long just now, and suppressing her for so long, Patriarch Huo feels very happy, right?

Don't worry, she will make him feel better later!