The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"What can I not dare to?" Xuanyuanshan's face was full of anger, and her expression became more and more ferocious, "You will definitely die in my hands!"

"Then stop talking nonsense, let's get started."

Seeing Yu'er on the hook, Mu Zhiqing's eyes also filled with a sneer.

She and Xuanyuan's messy fellows, indeed, one of them should have been broken.

Everyone around retreated some distance, leaving room for the two to fight each other.

The moment the test started, Mu Zhiqing moved, her footsteps suddenly stepped on, and her figure flashed past like a ghost.

Everyone vaguely saw a red shadow flashing by, and they didn't see what it was at all. The red was gone!

"boom!"

In a blink of an eye, Mu Zhiqing hit Xuanyuanshan's back with a punch!

"Tap!"

Xuanyuanshan only noticed a slight crisis approaching, and before she could react, the power from her back knocked her forward a few steps.

Her face changed, and the confidence between her eyebrows and eyes had turned into panic. What speed was this?

At that moment, she hardly saw how Mu Zhiqing moved. She only noticed a figure flashing by, and she had no time to react.

There was a fierce pain in her back, which made her grin, but she had to guard her surroundings carefully.

Xuanyuanshan became more and more cautious, holding the sharp sword in her hand, constantly waving.

She didn't know when Mu Zhiqing would attack her, but in desperation she could only dance an impenetrable sword wall!

"Ding!"

The sharp sharp sword rubbing sounded, and Mu Zhiqing had already pierced the sword wall with a sword, piercing Xuanyuanshan's clothes.

The cold blade cut through the skin, causing a tingling pain.

"Xuanyuanshan, if you only have this strength, you are dead." Mu Zhiqing said lightly.

Xuanyuanshan's face was pale, and roared: "If you have the ability, don't use your speed!"

She had never understood how the Xiantian realm could die in the hands of the Eighth Stage before. At this moment, she finally understood that all this was due to her speed!

How can you even talk about defeating the opponent if you can't even find the other person's figure?

"This is my skill, why not?" Mu Zhiqing chuckled, "You can't be stupid for me?"

The ruthless words made Xuanyuanshan's face black, but her strength exploded completely after being stimulated.

The vigorous vitality spread, the perception became sharp, and a sharp sword pierced Mu Zhiqing!

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sound of gold and iron spread, and the two figures quickly fought against each other, and no one backed away!

Xuanyuanshan was even more shocked by this match. Mu Zhiqing hadn't broken through to the innate realm. Why was her strength so strong?

Mu Yunyan only watched the two figures collide together like a whirlwind, and couldn't tell who had the upper hand.

"Tongqin, Zhiqing will win, right?"

Mo Tongqin suddenly turned his eyes to look at Mu Yunyan, and his expression became very strange.

Mu Yunyan was a little guilty inexplicably, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mo Tongqin looked speechless, "How could Zhiqing lose against such a person?"

This is simply a battle without suspense.

Although Lu Xinghong's behavior is shameful, his strength is not bad, Xuanyuanshan can't compare with him at all.

What's more, Zhiqing was only at the eighth stage at the time, and now is at the nineth stage.

Mo Tongqin's indifferent voice was extremely arrogant. After hearing this, everyone around could not help but glance at her subconsciously, so mad!