My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

I have to admit that it makes sense for Chu Qingxuan to be able to cultivate to the fourth level of Emperor Saint at such a young age. Suffering this kind of heart-wrenching pain, if it were anyone else, she would have been rolling on the ground in pain, but she could still muster the courage to fight back.

But unfortunately, in the face of a huge gap in strength, courage alone is useless.

Perhaps, at some point, firm will and rich practical experience can also play a big role in making up for some gaps in strength, but what is even more pity is that when it comes to will and practical experience, how can Chu Qingxuan compare? Luo Enen, who has gone through life and death step by step from Tianji Continent to Wuji Holy Heaven.

So, with a crisp "bang" sound, Chu Qingxuan turned around and retreated. On the other side, his face was blackened by the thunder, as if he had just crawled out of the stove, and five white streaks appeared on his face. fingerprint. Then, the fingerprints quickly became red and swollen, like five bloody centipedes crawling on his face.

That's right, it's five. Slapping with a sword is never as satisfying as using your hands. It's all about torturing people anyway, so there's no need to pay attention to any method. Of course Miss Luo can do it as she pleases both physically and mentally.

After the slap, Miss Luo waved her palm and felt that every pore in her body was relaxed, feeling refreshed and comfortable.

She felt comfortable, but Chu Qingxuan couldn't feel comfortable at all. Although the intensity of this slap was much smaller than that of the sword just now, and the pain that was gnawing at the heart seemed to be much lighter, the humiliation brought to her was completely different - being slapped in the face with a sword, and being slapped in the face A slap in the face, can this be the same?

Chu Qingxuan covered her burning face with one hand, tears of humiliation bursting out of her eyes.

Not to mention herself, looking at the bright red fingerprints on her face, and looking at Miss Luo with a happy face, even those Xuan Gang Sect disciples felt a bit bullying.

She is a strong person of the sixth level of Emperor Saint. If the Holy Pearl is revealed, Chu Qingxuan may not even have the courage to resist, but she insists on hiding her strength to give others hope of revenge, and then slaps her left and right A slap in the face, what is this if not bullying?

Looking at Luo Enen's charming and charming face that should be very attractive, several people could not feel any appreciation or admiration. They all subconsciously took half a step back, with deep awe in their eyes.

"Lor Enen, I, I will fight with you!" Chu Qingxuan let out a sad and angry roar again.

With this sentence again, Luo Enen curled his lips in boredom.

People who say this usually only have one situation, that is, they are full of despair, but have to fight to the death for various reasons. Unfortunately, since they are already full of despair, the result of fighting to the death is of course also It's really dead.

Of course, Miss Luo would not take Chu Qingxuan's words seriously, so she stretched out her other hand and shook it lightly. The force I exerted just now was so strong that my palms were numb. It was time to change my hand.

But this time, when Chu Qingxuan shouted those words, he didn't rush forward immediately. Instead, he wiped away his tears and made fingerprints with both hands at the same time.

What are you planning to do? Luo Enen did not rush to take action, but looked at Chu Qingxuan with interest, wanting to see what other tricks she had not used yet.

Anyway, it's just a fourth-grade Emperor Saint, so she doesn't have to worry about anything. Besides, there were still Fenghua, Fatty, and Wushe here, so what did she have to worry about?

As Chu Qingxuan made one handprint after another, a mysterious rhythm surged between heaven and earth. Her tear-filled eyes gradually turned blood red. Next to her, the severely wounded Blood Claw Demonic Dog roared again, and its eyes gradually turned blood red.

Contract between heaven and earth! Gu Fenghua's eyes narrowed slightly. Between Chu Qingxuan and the demon pet, she clearly felt the energy fluctuations of the contract between heaven and earth. At the same time, she also felt that the power of the demon spirit on the blood-clawed demon dog was flowing rapidly, and Such a situation should not occur to a seriously injured monster.

How is this going? Gu Fenghua also became a little curious about Chu Qingxuan's behavior at this time.