My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 517 You Are Too Weak
on the ring.

Nan Fengjiao held up the whip with difficulty, and let out a shrill scream from her mouth.

"Ahhh...Murong Jiuqing, you little trash, how dare you stab this princess in the wrist? This princess will cut you into pieces and quarter your body."

"Nan Fengjiao, if you admit defeat now and kowtow a thousand times to this lady in public, maybe this lady will show mercy and spare your life."

Murong Jiuqing imitated Nan Fengjiao's tone just now, and opened his mouth coldly.

"Little waste, don't even think about it."

Nan Fengjiao screamed and looked at Murong Jiuqing angrily.

"correct."

Suddenly, Nan Fengjiao's eyes lit up.

How did she almost forget?

Murong Jiuqing is a little waste who doesn't even have any spiritual power.

As long as she uses her spiritual power, she can be beaten to death and go directly to Hades.

"Hahaha, little trash, you just wait to die."

Nan Fengjiao belatedly remembered this matter, triumphantly looked up to the sky and laughed a few times.

Then the whip in his hand was turned towards his waist.

An incomparably turbulent spiritual power quickly spread out from her body.

boom!
Following the release of Nan Fengjiao's spiritual power.

A powerful aura quickly emanated from her body.

The turbulent spiritual power was rising steadily.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the crowd, he directly reached the late stage of the Healer.

Whoa!
Late Healer?

Around the arena, as soon as everyone felt the spiritual power of Nan Fengjiao, they immediately became uproarious.

"Look, the spiritual power of the nine princesses is really the late stage of a spiritual master."

"Sure enough, she is worthy of being the Ninth Princess, and her aptitude is excellent."

"Tsk tsk, now, Murong Jiuqing is going to be in trouble."

Below the arena, there were Yun Mu, Mo, Ah Man and Ling Feng.

They also looked at each other in shock.

However, this shock was only fleeting and then disappeared quickly.

The strength of Xiaojiu (Miss) is that of a junior great spiritual master.

It is more than enough to deal with the later stage of the Healer.

on the seat.

Ye Beixuan snorted coldly at first, and couldn't help clenching his hands slightly.

However, from the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the smile on Murong Aotian's face.

Ye Beixuan's tense back loosened, and he leaned back into the back of the chair again.

Above the arena, with the Nan Fengjiao's spiritual power released.

A burst of arrogant laughter resounded above the square.

"Hahaha, Murong Jiuqing, you little trash, do you know how scared you are now?"

"Late-stage healer? Is it very powerful?"

Murong Jiuqing raised his eyebrows wildly, and asked in a loud voice.

That domineering tone, that air of flamboyant brows.

one word,

mad!
"Miss is so handsome."

Below the ring, when Ah Man heard Murong Jiuqing's words, he immediately opened his mouth in admiration.

Gah!
As soon as Murong Jiuqing's words came out, the smile on Nan Fengjiao's face stopped abruptly.

"What are you talking about, you little trash?"

Nan Fengjiao looked at Murong Jiuqing in disbelief, and said in surprise.

"I said, you are too weak."

Murong Jiu tilted his lips, and said these words coldly.

As her words fell, a thick and turbulent spiritual force burst out from Murong Jiuqing's body.

boom!
boom!boom!
On the empty arena, an unprecedented strong coercion quickly spread from Murong Jiuqing's body.

Under this turbulent spiritual power, the ring under his feet immediately made a "squeak", "squeak".

The wooden planks on the ring began to twist as if they had been squeezed by the strong wind.

(End of this chapter)