At this time, he was only three meters away from Huahua. With his speed, in the blink of an eye, his sword could penetrate Huahua's chest.
This change happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.
Seeing that Huahua was about to die under Su Qinghe's sword, Xin Yue panicked and threw her newly acquired sword, both scabbard and scabbard, at Su Qinghe.
Because of this sudden attack, Su Qinghe's sword that stabbed Huahua's chest changed direction and instead stabbed Huahua's shoulder.
When the blood splashed out, Murong Feixue became furious.
"You are so bold!" At this moment, Murong Feixue was really angry.
Although Huahua doesn't know how to cook delicious food and loves to sleep in, she has grown up with Murong Feixue. Murong Feixue has always regarded her as a sister.
And this is also Murong Feixue's reverse scale.
At this moment, Murong Feixue moved like lightning, and her body rushed in front of Su Qinghe in the blink of an eye.
Su Qinghe returned the sword and stabbed fiercely, but Murong Feixue no longer retreated and turned his hands into claws. At that moment, a fierce claw strike came from upwards and downwards.
Suddenly, five finger marks seemed to be spread out of the air. Murong Feixue's true strength combined with her solid cultivation background allowed this simple claw strike to turn decay into magic and suddenly tear the sky apart.
The sword in Su Qinghe's hand was cut into several pieces amidst the clang sounds, and the sharp claw strikes continued with force, tearing apart Su Qinghe's protective aura like a broken bamboo, leaving five traces on his chest.
A wound that goes deep into the bone marrow.
With one move, just one move, Su Qinghe was defeated. His body was smashed into the grass like a broken piece of leather, and he did not know whether he would live or die.
The onlookers all took a breath of air-conditioning. They originally thought that Murong Feixue was defeated by Su Qinghe, but they didn't expect that Murong Feixue just didn't want to meet him.
One move, just one move, defeated Su Qinghe, a veteran Xuanjing Qingdan master. Murong Feixue's background is so rich.
Everyone had only one thought at this time, 'As expected of the champion of the third list! As expected of the disciple who was admitted without examination...'
"Huahua, how are you? Are you okay?" Murong Feixue took out a bottle of hemostatic powder from his tail and sprinkled it toward Huahua's wound wastefully.
Huahua gritted her teeth and cried out softly in pain.
Murong Feixue was furious. After stopping Huahua's bleeding, she jumped over and dragged Su Qinghe out, who was still alive and dead. She slapped the seriously injured man awake several times, and then said in a cold tone: "Originally, I didn't
I don’t plan to fight you to the death, but you actually dare to hurt my friend. It seems that I can’t do it without leaving you with a lesson!”
After saying that, Murong Feixue turned into claws and struck Su Qinghe's pubic area fiercely.
Su Qinghe screamed and fainted from the pain.
After seeing Murong Feixue's methods, the faces of the onlookers gradually changed.
Even when Su Qinghe provoked her, she never got angry, but after Su Qinghe hurt Huahua, she was so angry that she even abolished Su Qinghe's cultivation for Huahua...
Su Qinghe's Dantian has been destroyed. It can be said that he has been completely destroyed, unless there is a strong person in the world who can help him rebuild his Dantian.
But which of the powerful people in the earth realm is not a god-like existence? Who would waste his foundation for you, a mere rookie in the Xuan realm?
On this day, Murong Feixue became completely famous.