My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 518 What?Great Spiritualist?
"Hahahaha, Murong Jiuqing, do you know what you are talking about? Are you crazy for daring to say that this princess is weak?"

"...W-what?"

The loud laughter from Nan Fengjiao's mouth was just halfway through when she suddenly choked.

Because in front of her, a coercion many times stronger than her body was overwhelming.

"This is the Great Spiritualist?"

From the crowd below the arena, there was a sudden cry of shock to the extreme.

Whoa!
Whoa whoa whoa!
As soon as the exclamation came out, those common people also reacted one after another.

All of them stared at the arena with their eyes wide open, their expressions as if they had been struck by lightning.

"Look, Murong Jiuqing's level of spiritual power is actually a great spiritual master?"

In the crowd, there were voiceless exclamations, spreading out like a tide.

"Oh my god, great spiritual master? A great spiritual master who is less than 15 years old?"

"Didn't it mean that Murong Jiuqing has no spiritual power and is a good-for-nothing little silly girl?"

"what on earth is it?"

In the dark crowd, bursts of loud commotion and uproar resounded from the crowd.

At this moment, there is only one question in everyone's mind.

That is…

Miss Murong Jiu, isn't she a well-known trash?

Why not only does she have spiritual power.

And he is also a powerful great spirit master! !
Everyone looked in the direction of the arena in disbelief, raised their hands, and rubbed their eyes heavily.

Could it be that they didn't sleep well last night?

So I'm hallucinating today?
In the crowd, everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief at the reversal of the situation before them.

On the imperial concubine's bed.

Ni Manshang and Nan Fengchu looked at each other in shock.

"What's going on, why is she a great spiritualist?"

Ni Manshang looked in the direction of the ring in shock, lowered her voice towards Nanfeng Chu, and asked angrily.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible."

Nanfeng Chu quickly shook his head, completely unable to accept this fact.

Great Spiritualist?
A great spiritual master who is less than 15 years old.

There are only two words to describe...

That is, genius.

Moreover, this genius is still the jewel in the palm of General Murong's mansion, a beauty beyond dust.

Thinking of this talented beauty, she should have been Nan Fengchu's concubine.

But he messed it up with his own hands.

In Nanfeng Chu's heart, it was as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't tell the pain.

"What? Great spiritual master?"

On the stage, Nan Fengjiao looked at Murong Jiuqing who was opposite, and shouted hoarsely.

Under the powerful coercion from the opposite side, she felt like a broken plank in a storm, completely unable to breathe.

"Congratulations, you got it."

Murong Jiu smiled.

That smile is so beautiful...

In Nan Fengjiao's eyes, it was like seeing a ghost.

"watch out."

Murong Jiuqing snorted coldly.

A surge of spiritual power suddenly took shape in her palm.

That spiritual power turned into a huge sword glow in mid-air, striking Nan Fengjiao fiercely.

"Murong Jiuqing, you, a great spiritual master, must be a fake, a fake. It must be you who made the black magic."

Nan Feng screamed hoarsely.

As for the fact that Murong Jiuqing is a great spiritual master, he couldn't believe it even in his wildest dreams.

Nan Fengjiao screamed.

With a "shua", he picked up the long whip on his waist, and whipped it towards Murong Jiuqing with the same vigor.

(End of this chapter)