Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

As the blood mist dissipated, two figures slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The first one to appear was Bai Fansheng's silhouette. At this time, he was already as skinny as a stick, and the arm that had been stretched in front of him to resist Li Qingbo's dragon claw was broken.

Li Qingbo's dragon claw also turned back into a human arm at this time, and his fingers tightly grasped Bai Fansheng's neck. The neck that should have been crushed directly did not break immediately because it was so thin that only bones were left.

Even so, Bai Fansheng could no longer survive.

This scene made the people in Canglong Pavilion and Nanyang Temple breathe a sigh of relief.

If you win, all resistance will be in vain in front of Canglong Pavilion's secret technique!

Many people's eyes surrendered to the Bai family, including some Nanchang family heads who looked full of struggle.

Before the competition began, they chose to side with the Bai family. But when the winner was decided, some of them secretly regretted it.

There was also a bit of panic on the Bai family side. Bai Fansheng's appearance proved that he had used the Bone Spell to the very end. There was only a withered skeleton left in his body, and his body and face had been transformed into blood sacrifices. There was no chance of a comeback. There is no means at all.

The Great Elder, on the other hand, was still sitting there, his face as sinking as water. He was thinking about something in his Ruili eyes, and his eyes never left Bai Fansheng for a moment.

"Hmph." Li Qingbo looked at Bai Fansheng who was very close at hand. He was very satisfied with his attack and had a proud smile on his lips.

He could feel that the man in his hand still had a glimmer of life, but it was only a glimmer. As long as he exerted a little force, he could directly cut off this glimmer of life.

"Ha..." Bai Fansheng's already deathly gray eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of ridicule, but all the muscles on his face had been turned into blood, leaving only a layer of dry skin sticking to the bones. This smile made People's scalp is numb.

Li Qingbo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slightly exerted force on his fingers to end the competition.

But then, a look of shock appeared in his eyes filled with murderous intent. The spiritual power that was supposed to be mobilized was now empty!

Not only that, he suddenly discovered that the strength in his body was rapidly draining away.

A bit of fear flashed through his astonished eyes. Li Qingbo slowly lowered his head and his eyes fell on his chest.

An arm that was so thin that it was only a bone sank silently into his chest, and the cyan barrier he had formed in a hurry was still there.

However, that arm went straight through the barrier and inserted into his heart.

"You..." There was a hint of surprise and unwillingness in Li Qingbo's eyes. He underestimated Bai Fansheng's final blow.

Feeling the rapid loss of vitality in his body, his eyes kept thinking about the scene of the fight just now.

Suddenly, Li Qingbo moved the corner of his mouth. He understood and understood why he lost.

At the last moment, Bai Fansheng's raised right arm successfully attracted his attention and tricked him into injecting most of his spiritual power into the dragon's claws.

Bai Fansheng himself put almost all his spiritual power into the palm of his left hand.

In the final blow, his protection was for offense, or in other words, he had no intention of living since he came on the field.

I didn't lose because of my strength, but because of my will and determination.

Li Qingbo looked at Bai Fansheng whose eyes were lifeless, his trembling lips moved slightly, and the voice in his throat was extremely weak, "You, win..."