Son-in-law, God-Emperor

"Senior Sister Xiao Qing will win!"

"Senior Sister Xiao Qing will win!"

"Defeat Mu Ziming!!"

"......"

The disciples of Qingyun Academy spoke one after another to cheer for Xiao Qing.

In fact, the disciples of Qingyun Academy did not know Xiao Qing's strength.

Because Xiao Qing had never taken action at all, it was all Xiao Xuan who dealt with the pursuers.

The Qingyun Patriarch was worried and wanted to say something to Xiao Fan, but when he saw Xiao Fan's indifferent look, he thought it should be fine.

If there was any danger, Xiao Fan would not agree.

"Hehehe... boy! Let's see how you can be stubborn! Kill your daughter! I wonder if you can still laugh?!" The Xuantian Sect Patriarch looked at Xiao Fan and sneered.

"Haha... why can't I laugh?!" Xiao Fan laughed loudly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The words of the Xuantian Sect Patriarch offended Xiao Fan.

At the same time, Ye Miaoyin and Xiao Xuan were also angry, but they didn't say anything.

"Hmph! Wait and see!" The ancestor of Xuantian Sect snorted coldly and looked at the light curtain of the ring world.

......

"Hehehe... Little beauty, I'll give you a chance. Kneel down now and be my woman. I will spare you. Otherwise... Don't blame me, Mu Ziming, for being ruthless." Mu Ziming said coldly.

"Ruthless? Hahaha... You are very confident in your own strength?!" Xiao Qing sneered.

"Confidence? Hehe... Men! Confidence must be there!" Mu Ziming was complacent.

In Mu Ziming's eyes, he could not lose this competition at all.

"Hehe... OK, then you do it! Come on, let me see your strength." Xiao Qing sneered.

"Do it? No... I, Mu Ziming, have many rules! When sparring with women, I let you attack first." Mu Ziming smiled calmly.

Seeing Mu Ziming's appearance of asking for a beating, Xiao Qing could not bear it any longer.

"Hehe... Then I'm here."

The next moment, Xiao Qing rushed to Mu Ziming.

It was just a moment, and Mu Ziming didn't react at all.

When Mu Ziming reacted and wanted to fight back, it was too late. Xiao Qing used the power of chaos, and a huge hand of chaos grabbed Mu Ziming tightly.

"You...what kind of power is this?!" Mu Ziming roared, feeling deep fear.

The opponent's power seemed to be the legendary power of chaos.

"What power? Hehehe...you will know if you experience it?" Xiao Qing sneered, and the giant hand of chaos exerted force.

"Puff"

Mu Ziming spurted blood, his body was crushed and turned into blood mist.

Soon, Mu Ziming recovered, but in front of Xiao Qing, he had no chance to resist.

In front of Xiao Qing, Mu Ziming was just a little pheasant.

......

Outside the ring.

"This... is so strong?!"

"Mu Ziming is no match at all!"

"Oh my God! That Xiao Qing... is so strong?!"

"The power of chaos, that power is actually the power of chaos!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned, including the ancestors of Xuantian Sect and Baiyun Academy.

Mu Ziming, who was full of confidence just now, was just a fragile little pheasant in the hands of the opponent.

This contrast was too strong for them to accept.

The same was true for Qingyun Patriarch, who rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He guessed that Xiao Qing would win, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. This was a complete crushing, and Mu Ziming had no power to fight back.

"Hehehe... two seniors, how are you?" Xiao Fan laughed.

"You... don't be arrogant! Mu Ziming is not dead yet!" The ancestor of Xuantian Sect gritted his teeth.

"Puff"

After the voice fell, Mu Ziming in the ring world was squeezed into a blood mist again.

Although he is not dead yet, he is not far from death.

The Xuantian Sect's ancestor was heartbroken and wanted to rush into the ring to rescue Mu Ziming. .

"Blood oath! Blood oath!" Xiao Fan put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "If you are not afraid, then go and intervene. Senior, I am doing this for your own good. After all, the life of a disciple is not as precious as the life of an ancestor like you."

"You... deserve to die!"