Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 690 Defeat with One Move (1)

"It's okay."

Sending a comforting look to Thirteen and the others, Feng Qingge said with a smile.

After the words fell, his eyes turned cold.

The voice was as cold as ice and looked at Chu Xian'er: "Let's do it."

"Hehe. Since Miss Feng is so straightforward, then Xian'er will not be polite."

Chu Xian'er straightened up with a noble smile.In the midst of his busy schedule, he still didn't forget to quickly wink at Yun Linghan.

The moment she withdrew her gaze, a thick sinister look flashed across Chu Xian'er's eyes.

Bitch, just wait.

This time, Miss Ben will make you lose completely.

Not so long ago...

With the help of her teacher, she just broke through the intermediate level of Lingzong and entered the advanced level of Lingzong.

Keenly aware of the smug look in Chu Xian'er's eyes, Feng Qingge silently raised her eyebrows.

"Girl, be careful." Feng Lao reminded in his mind.

"Understood, teacher." Feng Qingge nodded.

With a flash of his right hand, the snow blade has already appeared in the palm of his hand.

Chu Xian'er watched Feng Qingge with a smile on her face, and opened her mouth noblely and gracefully.

"Miss Feng, last time, Xian'er's Bingji Kill was defeated by your sword. This time, please Miss Feng, take another Bingji Kill from me."

"Come on, my partner."

Amidst a pleasant shout, a long sword made of ice slowly appeared in midair.

boom!
Following the appearance of the long sword made of ice, amidst the huge roar, an ice cone with a length of half a meter followed closely behind.

Boom boom boom!
With the turbulent spiritual power churning endlessly, the ice pick gradually turned into two, two into four, four into eight...

Immediately afterwards, a total of 42 ice picks of the same size appeared in front of Chu Xian'er with a gloomy and cold light.

"42 pieces?"

Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows silently as her eyes quickly swept over those sharp ice picks.

This time, the ice picks that Chu Xian'er differentiated were twelve more than last time.

As soon as those ice cones appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by several points.

Against the gloomy cold light, Chu Xian'er's face became more and more gloomy.

"Sister Qingge, be careful."

Also aware that something was wrong with those ice cones, Yun Jingyan shouted loudly from the side.

Nangongyou and Lu'er stared at Feng Qingge with worried faces.

Yun Linghan stood on the spot without saying a word, but in the palm of his right hand, energy was secretly brewing.

Feng Qingge tightly clenched Xueren, and began to condense strong spiritual power from the palm of her hand.

"Hehe, Miss Feng, accept the offer."

As Chu Xian'er said, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At a certain moment, the palm suddenly waved.

"go."

The turbulent energy was mixed with the ear-piercing sound of the wind, and deep sword marks were drawn on the ground.

The bone-piercing temperature came suddenly, like an extremely vicious python, it opened its bloody mouth and ruthlessly devoured Feng Qingge.

boom!boom!boom!
In the turbulent and fierce wind, the surrounding leaves made a loud noise.

The spiritual power in Feng Qing's singer was rising steadily, and a surge of turbulent fierceness rose up, hitting the 42 ice cones directly.

"break."

A clear voice sounded.

The turbulent spiritual power in Feng Qing's singer roared out, and hit those sharp ice cones head-on.

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of loud bangs sounded from the courtyard.

The next moment, Chu Xian'er's originally determined smile froze on her face ridiculously.

(End of this chapter)