Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 1792: Ghost Sword comes on stage

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Chapter 1792 Ghost sword comes on stage

Under the incredible gaze of everyone, Mu Qianxi stepped onto the first level of the competition arena with great ease.

Wang Xiong glanced at Mu Qianxi disdainfully and said: "As soon as the competition stage of the Star Tower comes up, then it is not allowed to admit defeat without fighting, but I am very happy that I will win ten consecutive victories today, so I will You are merciful with a woman, you better know each other."

Mu Qianxi was very indifferent. He raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly and said: "I can be sorry to tell you that you cannot win ten consecutive victories today."

Everyone looked at Mu Qianxi in shock. This purple-clothed woman has a stunning posture, her eyes are like stars, her skin is like fat, calm but with a noble aura, like a genius cultivated by a powerful sect.

It seems that such people are not as calm and introverted as they imagined, but with arrogance like the wind.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Mu Qianxi didn't give him face in public, and Wang Xiong frowned. With this angry look, the weaker girl would be scared and cry by him.

Mu Qianxi said: "I don't want to waste time, let's start!"

The host is ready, and he announced the start of Wang Xiong's tenth game.

Wang Xiong's spiritual power is released, and his aura is compelling. He angrily said: "I wanted to be merciful, but you are so ignorant. It seems that it won't work if you don't leave a few blood holes on you."

With a big wave of his hand, a big sword with Wang Xiong's height appeared.

If the machete bleeds with this big knife, how scary the wound will be!

"Wang Xiong is here for real, it's a pity." As if regretting.

Wang Xiong moved, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, unstoppable, the big knife swept over with the weight of Qianzhongshan.

Seeing that Mu Qianxi was about to splash blood on the spot, some people couldn't bear to watch.

The people staring at the competition stage found that Mu Qianxi had disappeared.

"Disappeared, what kind of magic is this?"

"Wind elemental spiritualist, this little girl is a wind elemental spiritualist."

"The Wind Elemental Spiritist with such a fast speed, how strong is this! Is the Peak Spirit Emperor? Wang Xiong is about to plant."

The speed of Mu Qianxi's disappearance was too fast, so fast that they didn't feel how strong Mu Qianxi was.

And Mu Qianxi's strength host knew it. He scanned the data for entering the Star Tower test. Where is the strength that the Peak Spirit Emperor should have?

The sixth-order spirit emperor is so perverted, hell!

The target of the attack disappeared in front of him all at once. Wang Xiong was shocked. He finally understood that he had underestimated his opponent.

But when he reacted, a cold jade fan was against his neck.

The veins in his hand jumped violently, and he clenched his big knife but didn't dare to move.

All this happened so quickly, it was almost just a breath of time to decide the outcome.

Wang Xiong stared at the girl in front of him, her dark eyes with a cold chill.

Mu Qianxi said coldly: "Well! You can't do it if you want to leave blood on me, but I can let you try?"

"Fighting the wind!"

In an instant, Wang Xin felt cold all over, and the surrounding wind elements rioted wildly.

"Ah!"

Wang Xiong cried out in pain. In the blink of an eye, countless wind blades had left countless bone wounds on his body, and he fell to the ground stiffly covered in blood.

At this moment, the purple figure was far away, and there was no blood on his body.

"What a fast speed and a great skill."

"She...she is just a sixth-order spirit emperor! This is incredible."

"It's Tier 6, really Tier VI!"

Mu Qianxi's strength scared everyone.

At this time, the faces of the people on the challenge stand were also a little bad. They sighed: "Wang Xiong is already very strong. Now there is such an enchantment on the first floor. It is a big trouble."

"It's really not a person to look like a person. Leapfrogging is very easy for her, and she is also a wind elemental spiritualist who is good at speed."

"..."

Wang Xiong was taken to heal, and the host announced: "This time, Mu Chenxi won."

The people present knew that this girl who killed Wang Xiong in a flash was named Mu Chenxi.

Mu Qianxi did not choose to stand and rest, but continued on the martial arts stage: "I will continue to challenge, who will challenge."

The people in the contest seats were silent. Even Wang Xiong was not an opponent. Of course, none of them dared to challenge.

At this time, a black-faced man rushed up and said: "I will meet you in Xiong Chenglai."

Xiong Cheng’s person rarely wins three straight games, because he loves to challenge those who are stronger than him. There are many failures like this, but he has failed repeatedly.

At the beginning of the competition, everyone thought that Mu Qianxi would use the speed advantage to deal with the strength advantage Xiong Cheng, because at the speed of her performance in the previous game, Xiong Cheng could not catch up with her at all.

But Mu Qianxi didn't do this, instead, he was very rude and simple to confront Xiong Cheng.

"Yufeng lock broken!"

"Domineering Tianquan!"

"Boom!"

Xiong Cheng is very tenacious, but he only insisted on three moves under Mu Qianxi.

"This wind elemental spirit skill is too strong, Xiong Cheng is also a seventh-order spirit skill, completely suppressed by that spirit skill."

"It must be a very advanced spiritual skill, which made Mu Chenxi's leapfrog challenge incredibly easy. It seems that it is impossible for a person who is one level higher than him to win him, unless someone has cultivated such a high-level spiritual skill." /

"I watched so many competitions, no one on this first level has such a skill!"

Mu Qianxi won two consecutive victories and continued to rest. Two consecutive matches did not make her consume too much spiritual power.

Mu Qianxi went on to challenge, someone started to challenge, and then Mu Qianxi won four consecutive victories, five consecutive victories, seven consecutive victories...

Someone murmured, "Today, she wants the world to finish ten consecutive victories and go to the second floor."

"It must be like this."

Mu Qianxi had won nine consecutive victories, and a cold-faced man appeared in the contest.

"That person seems to be Qing Xuan! At the beginning of the nine games, every one was a spike, and his sword was outrageous!"

"I heard that he didn't leave after ten games because of something because of something. I didn't expect to be so coincidental today."

"It seems that Qingxuan is going to face Mu Qianxi. This is wonderful."

Unsurprisingly, Qingxuan really went up to challenge.

Qing Xuan said without expression: "I heard that you are fast, I am curious whether it is your fast or my ghost sword."

Mu Qianxi said: "Naturally it is me!"

At the beginning of the test, Qingxuan drew his sword. His sword was fast and a ghost doctor, entangled with Mu Qianxi like a ghost.

"Ghosts take the soul!"

As the sword light was approaching, the purple figure disappeared like a ghost.

There! A cold light flashed in Qing Xuan's eyes, and he caught Mu Qianxi's figure with a sword once again.

"Ghost Chaser!"