Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine
Chapter 776 I Can Come Again
Chapter 776 I Can Come Again
The clansmen had already seen that Mo Feixun was able to do two tricks at most under the patriarch's hands, but who knew that she had already passed five tricks, and it was as if her sharpness was gradually revealing, which was impressive.
Mo Feixun wanted to fight against the patriarch, and at the same time he wanted to control his soul power to attack.
The manipulation of soul power, especially the quadruple soul power, is not as simple as imagined. She needs to rely on extremely strong mental power and soul power to support it.
She already felt that her soul power was getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't control it too much.
She must make a quick decision to seek a chance of winning.
"Clang!"
"Bah-"
When the long sword was swiped on the patriarch's scepter, there was a piercing sound, and the flames splashed.
At this moment, Mo Feixun moved the wrist holding the long sword, flexibly moved his body to avoid the attack of the patriarch, and at the same time turned sideways, the Jinghong sword drew a faint arc in the air, and attacked the patriarch's neck go……
A gleam of joy flashed in Mo Feixun's eyes, she was going to win!
Before the Jinghong Sword fell, the patriarch picked up the crystal scepter in her hand and instantly hit the Jinghong Sword in her hand. At the same time, a palm flew out with spiritual power and slapped Mo Feixun on the shoulder, instantly crushing the Jinghong Sword. She repelled a foot away.
"Bah..."
The incomparably sharp tip of the Jinghong Sword ruthlessly cut into the ice layer. No matter how far Mo Feixun retreated, the trace was as far away as possible. It was very shocking.
When Mo Feixun retreated, the soul contract she summoned just now disappeared suddenly, and what was left in the audience was the patriarch's overwhelming coercion.
"You can't beat me, give up." The patriarch held the scepter and gently placed it on the place, a towering wave of force spread in all directions instantly, and countless fine lines appeared on the ice layer.
"Pfft!" Mo Feixun's legs softened, and she knelt down on one knee while holding the Jinghong Sword in her hand, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood from her mouth.
The blood spilled on the clear snow-white ice layer, and was instantly solidified into blood-colored thin ice, emitting a slight chill.
She gritted her teeth, raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at her resolutely and fearlessly, "I didn't lose, I can come again!"
"court death!"
Mo Feixun clenched his fists and rushed forward again.
"Oh!"
There was the sound of being blown away and smashed to the ground again, and ice shards scattered everywhere.
But she is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. Even if she is thrown to the ground, she still gets up from the ground and continues on.
In the end, Mo Feixun was repeatedly beaten by the patriarch and vomited blood. The pain was so painful that his beautiful little face was full of pain.
This little girl is too stubborn, she has been beaten like this, she still doesn't admit defeat, she still wants to fight!
Mo Feixun was knocked down on the ice layer again, the ice layer beneath him was heart-cooling, and the surrounding was depressingly cold air.
The coldest thing is her heart...
She couldn't win the patriarch, even if she tried her best, she still couldn't win her.
She felt very uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.
Mo Feixun was lying on the ice floor with her legs upturned, and the Jinghong Sword was also scattered aside. Her eyes were a little loose, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She can't cry.
No matter how hot the tears are, they will be frozen when they flow out, just like her hope, no matter how small she is, if she gives up, it will be nothing at all.
Her head was dizzy, and her whole body was in pain as if it had been crushed and put together by a carriage. Her ears were full of noisy voices, and she couldn't hear what they were saying.
She was very tired, really tired, and her whole body was in pain.
But she can't give up, Beiming Yufeng is still waiting for her...
(End of this chapter)
The clansmen had already seen that Mo Feixun was able to do two tricks at most under the patriarch's hands, but who knew that she had already passed five tricks, and it was as if her sharpness was gradually revealing, which was impressive.
Mo Feixun wanted to fight against the patriarch, and at the same time he wanted to control his soul power to attack.
The manipulation of soul power, especially the quadruple soul power, is not as simple as imagined. She needs to rely on extremely strong mental power and soul power to support it.
She already felt that her soul power was getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't control it too much.
She must make a quick decision to seek a chance of winning.
"Clang!"
"Bah-"
When the long sword was swiped on the patriarch's scepter, there was a piercing sound, and the flames splashed.
At this moment, Mo Feixun moved the wrist holding the long sword, flexibly moved his body to avoid the attack of the patriarch, and at the same time turned sideways, the Jinghong sword drew a faint arc in the air, and attacked the patriarch's neck go……
A gleam of joy flashed in Mo Feixun's eyes, she was going to win!
Before the Jinghong Sword fell, the patriarch picked up the crystal scepter in her hand and instantly hit the Jinghong Sword in her hand. At the same time, a palm flew out with spiritual power and slapped Mo Feixun on the shoulder, instantly crushing the Jinghong Sword. She repelled a foot away.
"Bah..."
The incomparably sharp tip of the Jinghong Sword ruthlessly cut into the ice layer. No matter how far Mo Feixun retreated, the trace was as far away as possible. It was very shocking.
When Mo Feixun retreated, the soul contract she summoned just now disappeared suddenly, and what was left in the audience was the patriarch's overwhelming coercion.
"You can't beat me, give up." The patriarch held the scepter and gently placed it on the place, a towering wave of force spread in all directions instantly, and countless fine lines appeared on the ice layer.
"Pfft!" Mo Feixun's legs softened, and she knelt down on one knee while holding the Jinghong Sword in her hand, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood from her mouth.
The blood spilled on the clear snow-white ice layer, and was instantly solidified into blood-colored thin ice, emitting a slight chill.
She gritted her teeth, raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at her resolutely and fearlessly, "I didn't lose, I can come again!"
"court death!"
Mo Feixun clenched his fists and rushed forward again.
"Oh!"
There was the sound of being blown away and smashed to the ground again, and ice shards scattered everywhere.
But she is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. Even if she is thrown to the ground, she still gets up from the ground and continues on.
In the end, Mo Feixun was repeatedly beaten by the patriarch and vomited blood. The pain was so painful that his beautiful little face was full of pain.
This little girl is too stubborn, she has been beaten like this, she still doesn't admit defeat, she still wants to fight!
Mo Feixun was knocked down on the ice layer again, the ice layer beneath him was heart-cooling, and the surrounding was depressingly cold air.
The coldest thing is her heart...
She couldn't win the patriarch, even if she tried her best, she still couldn't win her.
She felt very uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.
Mo Feixun was lying on the ice floor with her legs upturned, and the Jinghong Sword was also scattered aside. Her eyes were a little loose, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She can't cry.
No matter how hot the tears are, they will be frozen when they flow out, just like her hope, no matter how small she is, if she gives up, it will be nothing at all.
Her head was dizzy, and her whole body was in pain as if it had been crushed and put together by a carriage. Her ears were full of noisy voices, and she couldn't hear what they were saying.
She was very tired, really tired, and her whole body was in pain.
But she can't give up, Beiming Yufeng is still waiting for her...
(End of this chapter)
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