Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 1797: Make people hate the rich

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Chapter 1797 Let people hate the rich

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

The discussion on this side has not yet come out. One person rushed to the tenth floor and said: "I'm coming!"

Ghost sword Qingxuan came up, and Mu Qianxi said he was waiting for him on the tenth floor, so he also came up without stopping.

Only a little bit, Mu Chenxi finished a 100-game winning streak in just one game. He estimated that he would have no chance.

Although Qing Xuan rushed forward, he was not as relaxed as Mu Qianxi before. There was color on his body.

"Hey! New people are coming up on the tenth floor again." Someone said in surprise.

"I know him, he is Ghost Sword Qingxuan, and he was killed from the first level today. He was a little bit slower than Mu Chenxi. Many opponents were killed with a single shot by him. His strength is super strong! "

"Challenge Mu Chenxi as soon as you come up. Be stupid! How abnormal is Mu Chenxi!"

"You don't know this. He fought Mu Chenxi with a sword before, but he was defeated. Now I am afraid that he is looking for a place to get back."

As soon as Ghost Sword Qingxuan appeared, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone rushed to fight Mu Chenxi stupidly, and they finally didn't need them to act.

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

At this time, the ghost sword Qingxuan relied on a surge of momentum to kill, and Mu Qianxi knew that he should not fight again.

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

While Mu Qianxi and Qing Xuan were resting, the others finally had a chance to compete.

However, after seeing Mu Chenxi slaughter the Quartet, the next competition seemed a bit dull. They were looking forward to Mu Chenxi's battle with Guijian 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.

Recover at the speed of his snail, I guess it will take tomorrow.

At this time, Bai Jingyue walked to Qingxuan's side and said: "Brother Qingxuan, it will be faster to recover with this healing pill. I think you also want to fight with Girl Mu!"

Qing Xuan glanced at the pill and said: "I have no money!"

Mu Qianxi looked at Guijian Qingxuan in astonishment. The feeling this guy doesn't even use the lowest-level healing pills because he is too poor.

Bai Jingyue smiled and said: "This is a free gift from me. It is a friend of Qingxuan. Brother Qingxuan is welcome."

Qing Xuan was also afraid that Mu Qianxi would not wait for him, so he was not polite, and took the medicine and said, "Thank you, Master Jingyue."

Everyone secretly said that Lord Jingyue is indeed a moral role model, good man!

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

Mu Qianxi swept towards the competition stage, and Qing Xuan followed him to the competition stage.

"They are here! Here are they!"

"Mu Chenxi is going to fight Guijian Qingxuan."

Ghost sword Qingxuan is top-notch, and Mu Qianxi looked for the sword from the space and took out one at random!

"Hey! Does Mu Chenxi use the weapon she used before? But this sword is not low-level."

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

The space is filled with spirit weapons that were searched from everywhere, and the level is not low. After changing for a long time, I finally found a suitable one.

It's just that the eyes of the people present at Mu Qianxi were a bit wrong, it was definitely Qiu Fu's eyes.

Everyone was in an uproar, "Oh my God! Mu Chenxi sells spirit instruments, right? So many spirit instruments?"

"I think this little girl must have robbed the treasure house of a refiner. This is too scary."

"..."

Qing Xuan looked at Mu Qianxi stiffly, controlling himself not to fight against the rich.

Mu Qianxi waved his kendo: "I said, if you catch up with me in the tenth floor, I won't take advantage of the weapon to fight you with an ordinary spirit weapon. I will do what I say."

Qingxuandao: "This time, I will defeat you!"

His wrist flicked, and the weird sword light roared, and there were bursts of sound in the air.

In an instant, more than ten sword lights burst out and rushed towards Mu Qianxi.

The strength of the person who completed 90 consecutive victories in one day is really extraordinary. Facing the sword light that has blocked everything, Mu Qianxi dodges at a faster speed.

She swung the sword very decisively, the sword aura and the wind elemental spiritual power merged together, Mu Qianxi said coldly: "Feng Yue Wushuang!"

"The combination of sword aura and wind elements makes her so bold."

Qing Xuan was taken aback and blocked Mu Qianxi's attack with a sword move.

"Boom!" The two forces collided.

Then, the two played against each other in any direction of the ring like ghosts, dazzling people.

"This level of battle is difficult to see even in the ring tower of the Lingzong rank, it is wonderful!"

"These two people are abnormal! The ghost sword Qingxuan and Mu Chenxi are both abnormal who can leapfrog."

"..."

The people above the competition seats were also speechless. The two abnormalities that appeared on the same day were very exciting for them. Fortunately, they are killing each other now, and they can temporarily stabilize.

Qingxuan’s kendo heart is very strong. This is the first young man she has seen with such a pure sword outside of white clothes, and she is still a sword lover, so Mu Qianxi wants to follow him again. World War I.

When you fight again, you can just try to understand.

No longer using the wind to guard the sword, or using the sword to control the wind, but an attack that combines sword aura and elemental spiritual power, she succeeded.

"Fighting the wind!"

"Yufeng destroys the soul!"

Not only Mu Qianxi has a new understanding, Qingxuan feels that his kendo will seems stronger in the face of a strong enemy.

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

"Boom!"

In the subtle corner of the game, sitting there at this time of my life is not noticeable.

"My baby, my apprentice, is so savvy! With this understanding, I don't seem to need to teach the next few tricks, because my baby can create the most suitable spiritual skills."

The three spiritual skills he guided were just an introduction. It was the perfect result to elicit Mu Qianxi's own spiritual skills. He thought it would take some time, but he didn't expect that he would still underestimate his master.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In an instant, the two played against each other for several rounds.

Qing Xuan held the sword tightly, and countless sword auras rushed towards Mu Qianxi like ocean waves.

These sword auras are also true and illusory, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

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

But Mu Qianxi was still calm and composed, gently lifting the sword and turning the blade, forming a momentum under the fusion of wind elements.

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

There was a loud noise of "Boom!" Qing Xuan flew out.