I have to admit that it makes sense that Chu Qingxuan can cultivate to the fourth grade of Emperor Saint at a young age. She endured this kind of pain like a piercing ants. If it were someone else, she would have been so scared that she would have rolled all over the ground. She actually did
Can muster up the courage to fight back.
Unfortunately, in the face of a huge gap in strength, courage alone is useless.
Perhaps, at some point, firm will and rich practical experience can also play a significant role to make up for some strength gaps, but what is even more regrettable is that when it comes to will and practical experience, how could Chu Qingxuan compare
Luo Enen, who has experienced life and death step by step from the Tianji Continent to the Wuji Holy Heaven.
So, with a crisp "bang", Chu Qingxuan turned around and retreated again. On the other side, she was thundered and blackened by the sky, as if she had just crawled out of the stove, and five white rays of white appeared.
Fingerprints. Then, the fingerprints quickly became red and swollen, like five blood-colored centipedes crawling on their faces.
That’s right, there are five. It’s not as satisfying as slapping with a sword in the face. Anyway, it’s all about abuse, so there’s no need to pay attention to any method. Of course, Miss Luo will be as happy as her body and mind.
After slapping this slap, Miss Luo shook her palm, feeling that every pore in her body was relaxed, and she felt refreshed and comfortable all over.
She was so comfortable, but Chu Qingxuan couldn't feel comfortable no matter how hard she was. Although the slap was much smaller than the sword just now, the pain of the ten thousand ants seemed to be much lighter, but the shame brought to her was
It's completely different - being slapped in the face with a sword and slapped in the face, can it be the same?
Chu Qingxuan covered her hot face with one hand, and tears of humiliation burst into her eyes.
Not to mention herself, look at the bright red fingerprints on her face, and then look at Miss Luo, who looked comfortable. Even the disciples of Xuangang Sect felt that they were a bit bullying.
She is a powerful man of the sixth rank of Emperor Saint. If the Holy Pearl is revealed, Chu Qingxuan may not even have the courage to resist, but she insists on hiding her strength and giving others the hope of revenge and bloody hatred, and then slap the left and the right.
Slapping the face, what is this not bullying?
Looking at Luo Enen's cute and charming face, but few of them couldn't feel any appreciation or admiration? They all subconsciously took a step back half a step? A deep awe appeared in their eyes.
"Luoen, I, I'll fight with you!" Chu Qingxuan let out another roar of grief and anger.
This sentence was the other sentence, and Luo Enen curled his lips boredly.
People who say this usually have only one situation? That is, they are full of despair, but they have to fight to the death for various reasons - unfortunately? Since they are already full of despair? Then the result of fighting to the death is of course
It's really dead.
Of course, Miss Luo would not take Chu Qingxuan's words seriously? She stretched out her other hand and shook it a few times. She used a little force just now, which made her palms a little numb. It was time to change her hand.
But this time, Chu Qingxuan yelled that sentence? But she didn't pounce immediately? Instead, she wiped her tears and made handprints with her hands at the same time.
What are you going to do? Luo Enen did not rush to take action, and looked at Chu Qingxuan with interest. She wanted to see what she had to do without using her skills.
Anyway, she is just a fourth-level Emperor Saint, so she doesn’t have to worry about anything. Besides, aren’t Fenghua and Fatty, and Wusei there? What else can she worry about?
As Chu Qingxuan's handprints were drawn out, a mysterious rhythm surged between the world. Her tears were gradually turning blood red. Beside her, the blood-clawed demon dog, which was severely injured, was once again whimpering.
Roaring, eyes gradually turned bloody.
The contract of heaven and earth! Gu Fenghua's eyes sternly shook. Between Chu Qingxuan and the demon pet, she clearly felt the fluctuations of the contract of heaven and earth. At the same time, she also felt the power of the demon spirit on the blood-clawed demon dog was rapidly
It is flowing, and such a situation should not have appeared on a seriously injured monster at all.
What's going on? Gu Fenghua was also a little curious about Chu Qingxuan's actions at this time.