Chapter 561
Not far from her, Chu Xian'er knelt on the ground in the same embarrassment, and the Frost Sword in her hand became dim.

Yes.

Judging from the postures of the two of them, Chu Xian'er was seriously injured.

"Gollum."

"How is this possible?"

Seeing the strange situation on the stage, everyone in the audience couldn't help swallowing, and looked at each other in disbelief.

Quiet.

The entire square became surprisingly quiet.

Just when everyone was staring at the stage without blinking.

puff!

On the spot, Chu Xian'er suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He swayed twice and almost fell down on the spot.

"Impossible, Feng Qingge, you can't escape my Bingji Kill."

The nails were almost embedded in the flesh, Chu Xian'er screamed in disbelief.

this bitch...

How could this slut escape her box-pressing stunt of Yaoxianmen?

"It's a good technique, but it's a pity that the people who use it are too weak." Feng Qingge twitched her lips coldly.

A pair of eyes that were as black as ink flashed vicissitudes that did not match her age.

"Miss Chu, it's my turn next."

"Feng Qingge" who was standing there said, the snow blade in his hand tightened suddenly.

In an instant, surging spiritual power swept over the sky and covered the earth, howling like a cold wind and gathering towards Xueren.

boom!boom!boom!
A huge roar of spiritual power came from Xue Ren.

The snow blade, which was originally white all over its body, suddenly brightened, rising steadily amidst the continuous infusion of crazy spiritual power, exuding a suffocating strong coercion.

"Seven tactics of phoenix dance, phoenix kill."

A cold and ruthless voice sounded from the high platform.

Tweet!
A loud phoenix cry soared into the sky.

The huge phoenix shadow turned into a scarlet sharp long sword above everyone's heads, whistling in the air, and slashed at Chu Xian'er.

Boom boom boom boom!
A turbulent destructive wind, carrying a fiery temperature, rushed straight towards Chu Xian'er with the force of thunder.

Wherever the scarlet red long sword went, the martial arts platform that could barely support it collapsed, and was quickly reduced to a piece of debris in the crazy storm strangulation.

boom! !

Amidst the deafening explosion, Chu Xian'er's figure turned into an arc, flew upside down from the high platform, and smashed heavily into the ground.

Puff puff!
A series of black and purple blood spurted out from Chu Xian'er's mouth frantically.

Chu Xian'er was lying on the ground with a pale complexion, her chest was heaving weakly, and she was dying, describing it as miserable to the extreme.

All around the square, there were stunned eyes staring at the ruined mess, their minds were full of muddleheadedness.

The mouths of Yun Jingyan, Lu'er, and Lei Bu gradually grew, and they looked at the scene in disbelief.

After a long time, everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked at Chu Xian'er who was dying on the ground.

Then, loud gasps sounded one after another from the crowd.

hiss!
hiss!hiss!hiss!
Feng Qingge actually defeated Chu Xian'er?

And is it a completely unilateral spike?

Depend on…

This must be too outrageous, isn't it?

Everyone looked at Feng Qingge, the only one who survived on the stage, with a deep admiration in their eyes.

In the same place, Feng Qingge's powerful aura was withdrawn, and her eyes returned to their usual brightness and agility.

"you lose."

Lightly glanced at Chu Xian'er on the ground, Feng Qingge opened her mouth.

Suddenly he stepped up and walked towards Chu Xian'er step by step.

(End of this chapter)

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